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Stella sighed. "It's just like I remember it a thousand years ago. Xanatos and his crews were very good with moving it here."
"Aye. That they were. But the castle looks even better when you're in it Stella." Hudson said as he led her along with his arm through hers like a true gentleman.
"You always did have a way with words." She said with a smile. She brushed a lock of her long red hair out from her eyes and tucked it behind one of her pointed ears. Her hair didn't grow like normal hair, but more like a horse's mane. It started between her ears and traveled down to the connection between her neck and shoulders. Her hair was so long though that it hung over both shoulders and was not noticeable unless pointed out.
They walked for a while more in silence, just enjoying each other's company.
Finally Hudson spoke, "You know lass, I truly never thought I would see yer face again in this castle after what happened." He spoke solemnly.
Stella's head drooped a little which caused her hair to fall back into her face. "I felt so horrible about leaving you."
"Now, now. Don't trouble yerself lass. Ye would have to have left sometime." Hudson tried to comfort her. "You did what ya had to do. You can not blame yerself fer that."
"Your right. You'd think I'd be used to that, leaving people that I care about, being immortal and all. But you were different; the relationship we shared was deeper than any I had had before. That's why it hurt so much." Stella said.
Hudson smiled at how much she cared for him, but she had left for a reason and that reason being that she had new leads on her past. He knew how important it was to her and had encouraged her to leave rather than stay for him. He knew it would have been harder for her if she had stayed; she would have chosen to remain with him till his death and he did not want her to suffer through that.
After walking down a few more halls in silence, Stella laughed.
Hudson turned to look at her, not that he minded her laughing; it was something he had longed to hear for a thousand years. "What's so funny lass?"
"We're in the same hall where we met, remember?" Stella looked to him with a fanged smile.
Hudson looked around the hall for a moment before realizing she was right. He had traversed these halls so many times that he had not realized. "Aye, it is. What a day that was." he said with a slight chuckle.
"I remember I was her to rummage through the library for hints to my past. I hadn't counted on running into the Wyvern Clan Leader." She said as they stopped a moment to reminisce.
"Aye, and I wasn't expecting an intruder on my way rounds 'ither." He said with a smile.
"I remember your hair was blonde then." She giggled.
Hudson patted his snow white hair on his head and then gazed down to his beard. It had been a long time since he had color in his hair. Stella continued to giggle at his blatant longing. Hudson looked at her and tried to find something about her that had changed about her over the centuries, but she looked the same as the last time he had laid eyes on her. Just as beautiful as always.
"I remember that I ran right into you when I went around the corner. I couldn't see anything in that cloak I was wearing. The hood was much too big." Stella said as she stared off into space. "We just stood there, staring at each other for a few seconds. And then you pulled out your sword and almost took my head off." she giggled.
"Well, what were ye expecting?" Hudson asked.
Stella shrugged her shoulders and continued to look at the floor, lost in memories. "I must say, you were a tough one to fight. Almost every one of my moves had a counter from you. And I almost got away too, if you hadn't grabbed my ankle and slammed me into the floor, knocking me out."
Hudson nodded as he remembered the fight. "Aye, you were a worthy opponent. I still have scars on my back from yer claws too there lassie." He added with a smile.
Stella blushed a little. "Yeah. Then you dragged me to the dungeon and chained me to the wall and the rest...is history."
"Aye, though I have to admit lass, I did grow a fondness fer our daily interrogations and fer bringing ya yer food. Ye were one of the more beautiful prisoners we had at the castle." Hudson said smiling.
Stella turned to look at him, her eyes gleaming with affection.
They stood there for a moment or two and just looked at each other's faces. Slowly getting closer until...
"Worf!" Bronx barked as he came around the corner and interrupted them.
"Away with ye, blasted beast." Hudson said, annoyed at the garg-dog. Stella place a clawed hand delicately on his shoulder.
"Its fine, I should be getting to my quarters soon anyway. Its getting late." She said softly. Her eyes held some sorrow for not being able to finish what they had started.
"Aye lass, if you insist." Hudson said as he held his arm up for Stella to weave hers through.
"Worf! Worf!" Bronx barked again, his stub of a tail wagging happily.
"Aye, ye can come to, mangy mongrel." Hudson said, still a little bothered.
With that the three of them walked down the corridors of the castle to Stella's chambers. Stella's arm around Hudson's made him forget about the garg-dog in no time. Such a limited touch and yet he was feeling so much better, so much younger almost. Hudson smiled to himself. He could feel that things around he castle were about to get a lot more interesting because with Stella...anything was possible. Anything.
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