The muffled wailings of Ayse became clear to Nur as he moved like shadow against the wilderness of Ankara's forest. His breathing weakened as her voice became more imminent.
Ayse... his eyes darted pleadingly, then not to further away he saw her, forced to kneeled down, her back pushed against by none other than Arslan. His men stood, guarding them like night dogs. Nur's mouth parted, Ayse...? Her face was pale as tears clung her delicate lashes. Dirt clung her attire as her head then dropped from time and time.
Arslan's lips were curled in a sinister smirk as he gazed out. "Nur, you wife is here, come out and fight me like a man!" Nothing*
Nur's jaw ticked like time as he watched him lean into Ayse, "How worthless you are...poor thing" he fake pouted. "Even the mere thought of you carrying his child doesn't bother him"
Ayse... his eyes then roamed over her nimble frame--Ayse's lips quivered, her heart ached then just as he got closer, she spat right at his face. Arslan's men flinched--then he shot them an embarrassed look. Arslan shut his eyes, his jaw hardened as he wiped it off.
Ayse... you are dead, you are dead... he murmured raising up to his feet. She watched as he raised his fist--Just as he was about to strike, Nur sprinted out of the bush and tackled him down.
Ayse's eyes flickered to him, then the both of them who now lay on the floor wrestling beside her. Arslan's men rushed over.
Though Nur acted fast, his veiny hands clutching at the dagger as he then hovered it above Arslan's neck. Arslan's men glared at him then at Arslan, waiting for a command. He gestured them to step back, so they hesitantly did. Still in the stance to plunge at Nur if he were to act.
Nur's piercing blues flickered to her, a beat then, Ayse...run Though she shook her head, I cannot! not without you! Nur...
AYSE, RUN! so, she did, admits the terrifying possibilities her feet carried her like water, breath failing as she sprinted.
Huff* huff* huff* N-Nur... hah...My Nur... her lips went dry as her hair fluttered rapidly. Her steps then faltered, she then flopped to the ground with a thud. Leaves rustling beneath her.
Her chest rose and fell rapidly as footsteps followed. Two pair of arms roughly clutched at her as they then raised her up.
Meanwhile, the two men laid on the ground, Nur on top of him, still clutching at the dagger as it hovered dangerously over Arslan's jugular vein.
Arslan...hah* hah*
He gazed at him back, lips curling, Nur...
Then, footsteps followed by yelling's. Nur's head snapped to his back, there was Ayse, dragged by two of Arslan's treacherous dogs. They clutched at her, making her grit her lips,
N-Nur...
His voice came a second later, Ayse... Nur returned his gaze to Arslan, his jaw clenched at seeing his smug smirk, "Welcome to my hell" he whispered. Nur's eyes darkened as his eyes then flickered back to a pleading Ayse then to the dagger in his palm.
He wanted to end it, swift--yet...
Nur...let me be sacrificed...! His breath staggered as he shot her a look,
this was Ayse, his wife whom he married by chance. With every shrug, with every cold remarks--He broke her. Though as the already shattered pieces she was--Ayse mended herself. She held his hands when yanked away--Kissed him as if that only could be the cure.
Nur...she tilted her head, rosy lips quavering, "let me be sacrificed"
To be continued>>>>>>>>>>>>>>