Flames of Blue and Green

A Familiar Face


I walk the streets of the city, flanked Zuriel, the man claiming to be my fiance. I had wanted to go by myself, but Caleb insisted that he go with me so that I wouldn't get lost. I was okay with that really. Knowing me...well, I don't really know me, do I? Anyway, as we had been leaving, Zuriel had decided that he would take me instead. I protested but neither of them really listened to me.

"Brie, where are you going exactly?" I hear Zuriel ask from behind me.

I fight the urge to snap at him when I reply. "I don't know, wherever I want to go. Wherever happens to catch my eye."

I hear him chuckle quietly and turn on him quickly. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing," he says with a smile. "It's just that you're acting so odd."

"Well, what am I usually like?" I ask curiously.

He thinks for a moment before answering. "Much more serious."

"Really? That's disappointing..."

"But you have a lot of attitude, as you do now," he says with a smirk. "And you're usually much nicer to me."

I make a pouty face and drench my voice in sarcasm. "Oh, I'm so sorry."

"Apology accepted," he says and leans into my face, planting a kiss on my lips. I swat him away and turn on my heel, a blush tinting my cheeks. Whether it's from embarrassment or anger I'm not sure.

"Don't do that," I say quietly.

"But why not?" he asks innocently. "You're my fiance and I believe I have a right to kiss you."

I shake my head and turn back to him. "I don't even know you."

"Not now you don't. But you did, and you were very happy to," he says coldly.

"Listen, I know that this must be hard for you, but it's my life and I have a right to do what I want with it," I answer harshly.

His face reddens in anger. "You are being a selfish brat, Brienna! Yes, it is your life, and yes you have a right to do with it what you want! But that doesn't give you the right to change every life that is connected to yours!"

People on the street turn to stare at us and I decide it best that I not respond in public. "Whatever. Just leave me alone."

"No, I am to escort you through the city," he answers, tailing me as I begin to continue down the street.

"I don't need a damn escort. I'm not a kid."

"No, but you are someone who does not know this city," he replies sharply. "Without someone to guide you, you will get lost."

I ignore him and continue walking him, refusing to answer. He calls my name several times to get my attention, but after not getting an answer for a while he gives up. We walk in silence and I take in the sights around me. The area we are in now is somewhat like a suburbia. There are stone houses that line the street on both sides. Children play in one of the many rivers that run through the roads of the city. They glance at me as I walk by, but mostly pay me no mind, unlike the adults who stare and whisper.

"Why do they all have to stare?" I whisper to myself, trying to ignore the eyes looking at me. I stare at the ground as we pass a group of people, only looking up when a hand lands on my shoulder. I turn, ready to mouth off Zuriel, but instead I am stopped in my tracks.

"Hello," the woman says with a kind smile.

"Y...You're that woman," I say, tears filling my eyes. "The woman from the goblin attack."

She nods. "Yes, I am. My name is Haruka and I'm very happy to meet you. Although, we have met before."

"I never got to talk to your children," I whisper.

"That's alright," she says with a sad look in her eye. "I'm sure something more important came up."

A tear rolls down my cheek. "I'm so sorry."

She shakes her head. "It's not your fault."

"I should've been able to do something," I say, my eyes drowning in unshed tears. I drop to my knees, a sob escaping my throat. "I'm so sorry! I should've been stronger! I should have been able to save you! But I couldn't! I'm so weak! It's my fault that you're dead! And even when you asked me for the smallest of favors, I couldn't even fulfill that!"

I feel thin arms wrap around my shaking body. I look up to see a smiling Haruka, tears in her own eyes. She says, "It was not your fault, and I do not blame you for not talking to my children. I was still there when you passed out. I saw what you did to that demon."

My breathing calms and I am able to speak. "What I did?"

"Yes," she says quietly, "the way you killed the demon. You may not have been able to save me, but that wasn't your fault. What you were able to do was save others from my same fate. And I thank you for that."

"I promise that I will find your children and tell them that you love them," I say. "No matter what."

Tears roll down her face as she smiles at me. "Thank you."

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