The Smoke Witch & The Primordial King

Chapter 5: Outside

a few miles away in a small village, bustling with people living their lives, tending to live stock, chopping tinder, gathering herbs. cooks around the villages served thor breakfast for their early travellers. near the village a cloud of smoke swirled small at first, increasing in density over time. Once the large cloud grew to capacity it rescinded inwards drawing back into the joined hands of sinful and munnin. Once the smoke disappeared they parted their hands. Sinful took a few moments to allow his eyes to adjust to the new dawn of the early morning, for the first time in his life he was outside the castle walls, outside the garden and its nauseating rosie perfume. i can smell the rain, the wet hay and livestock several miles away. Then drifted a soft scent of wisteria and lilac that caught his attention.

Where is that calming scent coming from. i dont see them anywhere nearby, but the scent is so near. He looked down at munnin who was facing away from him looking for a heading to the crest. Sinfuls body grew hot and tense, her scent filling his senses, his shortened strained breath choking him up, he took a large breath and staggered back reeling. Breath damn you, he thought, reeling from her unburdened scent clouded by the Aziza auroma. she smells intoxicating, he thought

Doesn't she

a deep voice struck in his mind, stopping his breath altogether

keep that up and you'll pass out boy

sinful took a breath, his eyes glazed over entering into his mind to speak to this voice. "hello?' sinful asked not knowing how to exactly start communication

hello Sinful Parmathesh, it is an honor to finally meet you, i am luciene your wolf spirit.

"Parmathesh... is... this my family name? " he was stunned he never had his wolf speak before.

" this is your name, wear it with honor no bloodline is purer than ours.."

"Why am I able to hear you now? I thought i didn't gain a wolf.. mohini told me she ripped you from me.“

mohini jests there is no way to rip a wolf soul from our human counterparts

That f*****g liar… why couldn’t I hear or feel your presence.

the collar prevented our minds from linking properly, it was not strong enough to completely block out all of your supernatural talents.... one in particular we both sensed the moment we met her...

Sinfuls heart skipped a beat understanding the wolves words...

"s-shes..." remembering the warmth that radiated through his body when they met...

sinful blinked back into reality retreating from his mind. munnin staring up at him when he returned. he stared at her a moment looking into her green swirling eyes. his heart fluttered, he allowed the feeling to linger a minute before pushing these thoughts away." My apologies mistress... iv connected with my wolf.. for the first time." he said slowly.

"oh" munnin surprised by his statement "the collar, it cut off the magic supply" she said connecting the dots. "did he say anything special?" she prodded. sinful was hesitant, but decided to relinquish more "my wolf mentioned my family name as a matter of fact, i have never had a full name before" he said with a warm side smile that showed his reserved pleasure in knowing where he belongs.

munnin extended her arm, placing her hand on his large hand, she spoke genuinely "i'm overjoyed.. you were able to escape that horrible place" her body trembled " it sickens me, the way she was able to continue on like that... to all those people'' she said growing more teary eyed and emotional as she spoke.

The mistress up to this point felt so stern in the face of danger, to weeping for the enslaved souls in the garden, sinful spoke relieving the sorrow Munnin was experiencing "your concern is gift enough, not many care". sinful lightly brushed her tears away.

she looked up to him clearing her throat and gathering herself, as she spoke "i guess we should find the inn and discuss a few things. perhaps some clothing as well”

sinful nodded in agreement " yes mistress" munnin smiled and gestured toward the village "lets stop in here for a brief rest and gather supplies, we can depart from here in few hours." she began to walk to the village.

Sinful watched as she took a few steps and turned back to him. "Take your time wee wolf, you deserve this moment, take in the air, watch the clouds. I'll be at the inn with some food, we need to depart in a few hours, we can talk when you're ready." She continued to walk toward the town leaving sinful where he stood.

sinful watched munnin walk away and start talking to towns folk. his eyes wandered across the hill side the first time he's seen a clearing of land and not this tangled vine covered cocoon that was the garden. birds flew overhead and a cool breeze rushed across the fields tossing his short dark curls freely in its whirl, the cool breeze refreshing and welcoming. sinful took a deep breath raising his hands out to his side, another gust of wind came, sinful slowly swirled inside of its playful flow lifting him gracefully from the ground air born a moment and gently touching down like a dandelion, effortless.

"what a beautiful day" luciene said with pleasure

“Yes..beautiful..”I agreed as I looked over the sky

we are going to need our strength, we should rest and be ready to follow the mistress to her next location.

“I didn't know we decided on anything.” I retorted

Are you letting the miss travel alone?” Lucien replied.

sinful blinked in silence realizing that she was alone on the road. images of women that were sold to mohini as slaves flashed in his mind. The thought frightened him. She was a capable woman no doubt. But a woman alone on the road is dangerous. they would probably come for us won't they. He thought holding his hand up remembering how he plunged it into mohini. The light flickering from her eyes and the blood... the blood that poured from her the satisfaction of her heart in his hands for once. He closed his hand gripping it tight.

Sinful walked toward the village barefoot and bare chested. nothing on his person but the cloth tattered and draped around his waist. Though he was a slave all these years he was a pampered one and carried himself with confidence. His incredible stature intimidated a few towns folk, as he walked to the inn to meet Muninn. he smiled at some villagers he locked eyes with, nodding as a polite hello from afar. a few women cooing over his beautiful face and body. as he walked into the inn a woman entered behind him, she grabbed his hand causing him to sharply turn his attention to her. "oh my darling please this way to the bath i have some wonderful cloths finest from Yiffender" she guided him to the bath not giving much of a choice. munnin was sitting at the bar eating a bowl of stew, she watched as sinful was being dragged off. sinful looked at munnin shrugging his shoulder and letting her drag him away, munnin giggled at the sight.