บททั้งหมดของ Dreaming of Flowers: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

Fifteen minutes later, I was sitting outside of me and Erik’s bedroom window, watching Binny and Bacus wrestle playfully while Beatrix sat on the ground with me, pressed against my leg. She was watching them too, her eyes narrowed on them like she was judging them. I had come here because I had been hoping Erik had stomped off to our room, and maybe I could try to make him a little less angry. I’d been pretty disappointed when he was nowhere to be found. I could’ve gone to his office where I’m sure he actually was, still working, but I didn’t really want to get in a fight with him right now, and it kind of felt like we were on the cusp of one.So I’d sat outside with my dragons alone, just enjoying the warm night breeze. I sighed, resting my chin on my knees. What a complicated life I’d straddled myself with. “You okay?” I jump a little at the sound of a voice suddenly, and turn to see Larkin lingering a few feet away, looking down at me. I cursed a little eternally, because he w

“Ah, who do we have here?” The Gud asks, grinning and circling around Erik. “Is this your…”I see his eyes flick down to my ankle, and notice the flash of recognition in them when he spots my anklets. “He is your husband.” He confirms, turning back to Erik to look him up and down, like he was assessing him. “How did a weak little man like you snag yourself a goddess?” He taunts, obviously trying to get a reaction out of Erik.It works, because I can see Erik’s face contorting in anger and his hand moving to rest on the hilt of his sword. His grip on it clenches and unclenches, and I could imagine the internal debate he was probably having right now. I hadn’t really seen Erik in a real fight yet, just training and stuff like that. But something was telling me he was more than capable of holding his own, especially with that giant sword on his hip.“Why are you here?” Erik asks. I’m impressed, because I’m sure that wasn’t what he really wanted to say. He was exhibiting some serious self

Four years ago…“Why do I have to wear this?” I’m standing in front of my bedroom mirror, glaring at my mother in the reflection. She was behind me, a straightening iron in her hand as she patiently flattened each strand of my wavy brown hair out. “You should look nice today.” Is all she says, her voice that same quiet, even tone it had been since dad had died. I glance at her in the mirror, just watching her for a moment. Her gaze was unfocused, but fixed on my hair like it was the only thing in the world that mattered. Like getting it nice and flat was the biggest thing going on right now. She’d been so… out of it lately. I understood why, but it was still jarring to see my mom acting so… human.I could hear footsteps throughout the rest of the house, up and down the hallway, in the bathroom, through the kitchen. Voices carried, hushed as they tried to be. “What do you think they’ll do now?”“She won’t lose the house, will she?”“He seemed so young and healthy.”“Did he even leav

“So… how is this going to work?” I sigh, opening my eyes again to glare up at Larkin, who was leaning over me as I lay on my bed.“Like I’ve already said, I’ve been telling myself all day I want to visit my mother when I go to sleep, so hopefully it’ll work like it did last time and my subconscious will make it happen for me.”Larkin makes that same slightly unhappy face he’d been making since I told him what my plan was yesterday, like it worried him. I wasn’t sure why, but he had insisted on at least being in the same room as me when it happened. At first I had said no, I could do this alone. Then he’d threatened to fill Erik in on what I was doing and I quickly caved. It’s not like I was hiding it from Erik, per say. Why would I? I wasn’t doing anything particularly dangerous, I wasn’t actually “going” anywhere so it’s not like I would be walking around unguarded with Griffin out there.I was just laying down in our bed and going to sleep. That’s it.“What if it doesn’t work?” Lar

“....Deeeelilah. Hey. Heeey!” All at once I’m aware of everything. I sit up, sucking in air desperately like I’d been underwater. Sunlight was assaulting my eyes, making me squint and bring my hand up to shield them from the harsh light. “You okay?” I blink a little as I realize I’m looking into Larkin’s eyes, his much too close eyes. His blue eyes looked worried and a bit tired.“Oh. Yeah… yeah.” I shake my head a little, sitting up and scooting back against the headboard. I rubbed at my eyes, trying to focus a little. “How long was I asleep?” Larkin moves back from me, standing at the edge of the bed again now that I’m awake.“Uh.” He rubs at the back of his neck a little. “I mean the whole night. Eight hours maybe?”“Huh.” I furrow my brow, looking around the room a little. “Erik never came?” I had only planned on being asleep for a few hours originally. I had expected to be sleeping in the same bed as Erik afterwards so it was a little concerning he never came. Maybe it was a g