Beautiful Colors, Wonderful World.

Wilder's POV;

What? I belong to her?? She's audacious. Audaciously cute... 'Don't you dare touch her! I don't care if you don't have a soul, but the moment you lay a finger on her. I will find a thousand ways to kill you, Wilder Reagan.'

In that moment, I was much more interested at the way my name rolled out of her beautiful lips, than the threats she made.

I had found her extremely attractive.. I don't know why? Was it perhaps... because she is the only woman to have ever threaten me. Every other lady would shiver in my presence including Scarlet(she tries to hide it, but I see her fear) but Blue, she didn't. She looked me in the eye and threatened me.

Ha!

"Sire."

"What the hell, Hershel!" I let out in shock, as his face appeared in front of my eyes bringing me out of my head.

"Forgive me, sire. I didn't meant to startle you." He apologized, lowering his head.

I closed my eyes, and then opened them. "What is it, Hershel?" I asked, sighing tiredly.

He stared at me for a second, as if choosing his next words, then shook his head, "no.. nothing, sire." He turned around, ready to return to what he was doing.

I was actually in Hershel's workshop.

"Hershel." I called.

He halted, then turned around. "Yes, sire." He answered slowly.

"Out with it."

He shuffled on his feet, then whispered some words that I couldn't hear.

"Louder. Uncle."

"You.. you were smiling." He blurted out, his eyes refusing to meet mine.

"What?"

He rubbed the back of his head nervously, then stared at me in full sincerity. "I mean- since your father died, I have never seen you smile. It was genuine."

"Hmm." I nodded my head slowly, "I was.. I was smiling?"

"Yes. You were."

I smiled? Hmm.

"Okay Hershel, stop idling and get to work." I ordered, frowning at him. "I will go get Blue, everything better be ready when we get here."

And with that I left Hershel's workshop, and went straight to the underground room.

"I can't still bring myself to believe that you have really gotten your eyesight. Still feels like a dream." I overhead Sarah say, as I got closer to the room.

"Me too. I still can't believe I can see." Blue voiced, and I could hear the excitement in her voice.

"Well... I got to admit, even though I don't want to. This is all thanks to the king."

"I guess so, but I can't be thankful to him if i have to keep on staying in this room. I want to be out there, I want to experience the beautiful colors the world has to offer. I want to experience the wonderful world we live in." Blue let out, sighing sadly.

Beautiful colors?

Wonderful world?

Those words are foreign to me, because the world I live in is far from being beautiful. Dark. Darkness. Gloomy. That is my world, and that's all I see.

Would I ever get to experience... see this beautiful, colorful, wonderful world?

I knocked lightly on the door, and then opened it. I walked into the room, and Sarah got up immediately. "Your highness." She bowed.

"Why are you here?" Blue asked, frowning at me, her legs crossed.

Is she perhaps, angry with me?

"It's time you return the favor." I answered simply.

"What favor?" She raised an eyebrow, uncrossing her legs.

"I gave you your eyesight. Don't you think it's high time you do something for me also?"

She huffed, standing up on her feet. "Fine, what do you want me to do?"

"Come with me." I responded, already walking out the room, and she followed hastily behind me.

"You didn't tell me you have a fiancée." She said, walking beside me.

Is this the reason why she looked annoyed by my presence, earlier.

"And you never told me that I belong to you." I teased, keeping a straight face as we climbed the stairs.

"What? I didn't say that!" She grumbled, walking away from me in fast strides.

I chuckled lightly, then caught up with her. But deciding not to embarrass her any further, I remained silent.

"Why are we at Hershel's workshop?" Blue asked, as I stopped in front of Hershel's workshop.

"To return the favor."

"And how would I be doing so, in Hershel's workshop?" She asked, staring at me confused.

"Have you forgotten the reason why I needed your flames?"

She remained silent for a few seconds, then nods her head slowly in understanding. "Oh, I remember."

"Good." I pushed the doors of Hershel's workshop opened, and together we walked into the workshop.

"You are here, sire. Well everything is ready." Hershel said, once we walked into the room.

"Okay. What's next, Hershel?"

"Please stand here Blue, and stand here, Sire." He instructed.

Blue and I carried out his instructions. He made Blue stand on an alter, and surrounded it with lit candles. While I stood opposite her, in a circle he drew on the floor.

"This is quite simple, Blue. All you have to do is pour out your flames into the hole in his chest."

Blue nodded, and I went on to pull off my shirt. She gasped the moment my chest got revealed to her eyes.

She stepped down from the altar, and walked to me in slow steps, her eyes not leaving my chest. Normally, when people.. especially a woman, sees my bare chest. Then run, they stumble back in fear. 

But she. She's walking towards me, her eyes holding curiosity.. and.. perhaps, fascination.

"This is... wow. This is incredible." She muttered, star-struck.

Incredible? That has never been a word used to describe the black hole in my chest. The devil's curse, irritating, ugly, disgusting.. and so many other words, but never... not once has anyone ever said incredible or look so fascinated by it.

She reached out her hand, but I was quick to hold it. "I'm.. I'm sorry. It's just so... sorry." She apologized, then walked back to the alter.

"Well... you already know what to do Blue, so start."

Blue nods her head, stretched her hands forth, pointing her fingers at the black hole in my chest.

Blue flames came out of her fingers, and poured directly into my chest.

Finally, I will be getting rid of this hole.

We went at it for minutes, and soon minutes turned to hours. "STOP!!" I yelled at blue, and she immediately stopped pouring out her fire.

"Hershel, we have been going on at this for hours. Why isn't it working yet? Why is the goddamn hole in my chest not closing up??" I let out angrily. I felt furious and at the same time, I felt frustrated.

"I.. I don't know." He stuttered.

"Figure it out! I give you till dawn." I glared at him angrily, then marched out of his workshop, the feeling of disappointment weighing down on my shoulders.

I thought the pains would finally be over.

*******

At dawn, just like I had instructed- Hershel stood in my chamber with answers, I presumed. "Go on, Hershel."

"I now know why her flames didn't heal you up, Sire. I also have a solution."

"Well I don't care what the reasons are, tell me what the solution is."

"Marry her." 

I stared at him with a raised eyebrow, unable to understand what he meant. "Who?"

"Blue Flames." He answered, staring at me intently.

He isn't joking? Surely he has to be. "What?"

"Blue Flames, you have to marry— no. You must make her your Luna."