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Thillak’s eyes bore into Cayggod’s, ensuring his message would not be taken lightly. “She is not to be touched, not even looked at. As far as anyone is concerned, she’s invisible, she doesn’t exist.”
I watched, astonishment gradually replacing my fear.
Thillak was powerful; that much had been evident.
But this?
This was another level.
His words weren’t just threats; they were laws being laid down.
The faintest aroma of Thillak’s essence reached my nostrils — a mix of musk and something spicy.
I remembered it from our earlier closeness, an earthy and grounding fragrance that made me feel, oddly enough, safe.
“Anything that happens to her will be revisited on the perpetrators a thousand-fold,” Thillak continued, his voice cold, sending a chill down my spine. “This includes their friends and relatives back home. No mercy shall be granted.”
Cayggod simply nodded, but I could see the gravity of Thillak’s decree registering in his eyes.
He made a note on a translucent pad, its soft glow illuminating his focused face.
“As for those two,” Thillak’s voice took on an even darker edge, “ensure they never assault anyone again. I trust you know what to do.”
The words were chilling, and a shiver ran down my spine.
I felt torn.
On one hand, the promise of protection brought relief, while on the other, the realization of Thillak’s influence and ruthlessness was unsettling.
I sipped on a warm drink placed next to me, the sweetness of some foreign fruit dancing on my tongue, further distracting me from my spiraling thoughts.
As Cayggod left, taking Thillak’s orders with him, Thillak turned to me.
The intensity of his earlier demeanor was replaced with gentle concern.
He moved closer, and I could feel the warmth emanating from him.
The same scent that I had come to associate with safety wrapped around me, and I found myself leaning into it.
“Are you okay, Isla?” he whispered, his voice soft and soothing, sending a pleasant tingle down my neck.
The weight of the events began to press down on me, but there was a bubble of curiosity that refused to be squashed. “Who are you, Thillak?” I found myself asking, my voice barely above a whisper.
He took a moment before replying, his gaze distant. “Someone who will do everything to ensure you’re safe.”
His cryptic response only piqued my interest more.
But for now, the exhaustion of the night’s events took precedence.
The soft glow from the room’s ambient lighting threw gentle shadows on Thillak’s face, softening his strong jawline and intense eyes.
Those very eyes, filled with concern and regret, settled on me.
The silence was thick, and yet, I felt a strange calm.
Drawing a steadying breath, Thillak sat directly in front of me, his knees touching mine. “Isla,” he began, his voice as soft as velvet, “I promise you, nothing like tonight will ever happen again.”
I could hear the sincerity in his voice, its timbre resonating with genuine concern and regret.
