A snap of his fingers and Tenebrae teleported to the End Realm. He carried his wounded beloved to his chambers. The prince figured out that she would have the best chance to survive if he took her to his place, but truth to be told, Tenebrae was losing his mind over Lux being stabbed. She could have moved away, she should have moved away so he would have been hit instead of her. He was the son of Death, he was the Void, he would have found a way to protect himself from the attacks and survive but she protected him and because she did, she was dying, or so he thought. The princess was still fully conscious as her beloved took her back to his chambers. Her black locks were soaked with her blood, as well as her face because of Tenebrae's bloody hands that kept holding her cheeks and stroking her hair on the battlefield. The scent was nauseating, truly. She was used to fighting, a little bit of blood wasn't a problem but for some reasons, this time it was. Maybe it was because she couldn't heal from her injury since her powers weren't back and she was contemplating dying again. Maybe it was the distraught face of her beloved that turned the situation into a nightmare. Lux was wondering how bad her injury was because of the prince's face. Her silver eyes never quite left his as he was tending to her wound.
« Why did you do it, Lux? Why? »
He couldn't use a spell to heal her. Because she was alive and he was dead, none of the spells he knew actually worked on her. If he tried to cast a healing spell on her, it would have the opposite effect so he didn't even try. The prince was mortified at the idea of losing her again. If she died while Life was still in a coma, she would be dead for good so he cupped Lux' cheek and hoped for her wound to not be critical. She smiled faintly and put her hand above his.
« Because I had to. » She said after she breathed in. « I just had to protect you. » She smiled through the pain before she leaned into the soft pillow. Tenebrae knitted his brows, his face slowly fading and turning into a skull. « I am not going to die, Tenebrae. » -She tried to reassure him but the faint voice of hers didn't work on him.-
« You already died, Lux. I've lost you once. » -His voice boomed, it was altered because he was in his true form. She never feared his true appearance, never shook or shivered when in his presence because it was his real self. It was familiar even though her memory was at fault. It was familiar and she felt safe by his side. She didn't mind the flames on his face and still cupped the cheekbone, her fingers slightly burning because of that divine fire. He leaned into her touch and put his hand on her belly, to keep her steady. « I can't afford to lose you again. » He said, his flames turning even bluer. He was crying, despite the absence of tears, Lux could feel that his soul was already feeling sorrow and fear. Because they were connected, even without her full memory of him, the princess was already very close to him. She could tell the smallest variation of his body language or the tone of his voice. She knew how he felt because he was like an open-book.
When Tenebrae learned the princess had been killed, he felt as if his whole world was crumbling down at his feet. He had lost the very reason that kept him together and anchored him to his life. Lux was the only one to understand the prince and give him the love he so desperately needed. He carried this loss over the centuries spent without her, searching the Earth for her and blaming his father for his loss. When he found her after aimlessly wandering on Earth, he finally pulled himself together. He promised her she would be safe, he promised her she would regain her memory but she had not. They fought the Horsemen of the Apocalypse while she wasn't in full power and without her memories. She managed to handle herself against them but the formidable warrior he once knew was absent on the battlefield. They didn't have the choice because their enemies had started a vicious attack on humans and they had to stop it before all life on Earth was destroyed.
And here he was again, on the verge of losing her, or so it seemed. The prince would have wept if his face wasn't a skull. He was only allowed to watch and wait until eventually, she died but somehow, Hope still resided in his heart and the prince expected for a miracle to happen. He believed she wouldn't die because if she ever did, then what would happen of him? He would certainly lose the last shred of empathy he had, the last shred of love too. He would become an empty shell without his beloved and he didn't want to. A soft smile curled on her face as she stared at him. Her silver eyes glowed brightly against the dim light of the bedroom, but he didn't notice. She was still holding onto his cheekbone, keeping him close to her with a simple touch. His sorrow overwhelmed her, his darkness engulfed her and cradled the goddess as a way to soothe her pain. It was something she had never felt before, mostly because the darkness was soft and warm and comforting. It was something familiar and powerful, something that reminded her of how things were. She gave into the darkness, finding the comfort she needed in such a dire moment and words just naturally flowed.
« I can't regret what I did, Tenebrae. It's just the way I am. » -She began with.- « I only thought of protecting you. » She looked at him. « I would do it again. » She then dropped her hand. He quickly reached out and held onto her soft palm with his.
« This is how I lost you... » -His throat was tight-
« I know...It was a day like no other, peaceful and warm. Mother and I we were taking a walk and she was talking about mankind, her love for them, her duty to protect them. I should have seen it coming, I felt something in the air, something I've never truly known until then. Fear. » She coughed and closed her eyes as tight as she could. « I was afraid, but that fear didn't stop me, love, it didn't. They engaged battle and I fought hard against them, I used everything I got but then, mother was in danger. I jumped and War stabbed me through the heart. This was how I died. »
The prince didn't realize at first that she was talking about her memories. He felt the warmth of her hand becoming more intense and it forced him to look at her.
« What did you just...Lux ?...Do you remember? »
She did remember! She talked about the moments she died. She talked about what happened before the attack. She did remember and somehow his heart was beating faster because that could mean she remembered him. Confused, to the point of not knowing what to do, the prince's skull face vanished and his usually pale skin replaced it. He looked at her, his black orbs coming to life. He saw her divine aura finally returning to its full force but Tenebrae didn't dare move. He put his hand on her belly and noticed that she was finally starting to heal herself. Panic gave place to happiness as the prince's face changed and lightened up. He was smiling at the realization that she was not going to die, she had regained her energy and her memories of what possibly was a trigger event. He started to shake, unable to make a move towards her, unable to touch her. His black orbs just observed the woman and a crooked smile crept on his lips.
He didn't finish his sentence because the front door opened and his father entered his chambers. He had seen the fight unfold from Time's castle and had observed the very reactions of the Eternal. When the horsemen were defeated, it became clear that the God wasn't pleased with that outcome. He turned to Death and asked him why they allowed the daughter of Life and his son to be together and how they learned about the ritual. Death shrugged and simply said that he was estranged from his son for centuries now and didn't even know the daughter of Life had survived the fight, which was true. Time pretended to be annoyed at both the horsemen and the heirs of Life and Death but it was clear that he was more annoyed that the children became the Alpha and Omega and sent the horsemen back to the Vanishing Point. It was Death's definitive clue. Tenebrae looked at his father and held onto Lux' hands tighter.
« We need to get to your mother, Lux. »
-TBC-
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