“How can I be competent to look after my people,” Lunark thought, leaning her forehead against the glass. “I did not even manage to protect my own brother.Ī tear slides on her cheek. She plants her nails in the palms of her hands to focus on the physical pain rather than her grief. But she feels the emotions invade her without being able to control herself. Suddenly, footsteps behind her makes her jump. She turns around sharply, and finds herself face to face with Frankenstein who looks at her questioningly. Gathering what little dignity she has left, she raises her head and stands upright, in a vain attempt to appear stable and calm. “Why are you here?” She asks, hopefully sounding even a bit like her normal self.įrankenstein does not answer and stares at her, the questioning look leaving room for surprise and concern on his face. She wants to run away and retreat in front of this invincible and strong man, who never lets his suffering show through and who has just discovered her own.īut he does not give her time. He moves forward and gently puts his hands on her forearms, looking into her eyes. “When I asked you if you were well after the fight, and you said yes, it was a lie, was not it?” He whispers in the silence of the room only broken by the oppressed breaths of Lunark. The compassion that shines in those deep blue eyes completely destroys all that remains of resistance to Lunark. She closes her eyes as tears run down her cheeks. Her whole body trembles, and she twitchs as she feels drawn into a soft embrace. Frankenstein’s arms scarcely grip her, as if he was afraid of hurting her. This tenderness hits Lunark in the heart. Since the death of her brother, no one has been so close to her. She leans her head against Frankenstein’s chest as she listens to the beating of his heart.
When he starts talking, it produces in soothing vibrations throughout his body and she sticks a little more against him, leaving the embarrassment aside.
“Do you want to talk about it?” He asks softly, shaking her out of her thoughts.
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