Sands of time chapter 2

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Author’s note: Yes, the title is from the Disney song. I was listening to it (in my head) while writing this. So, for lack of a better title… Actually, I kinda like the idea of song lyrics for titles. By the end of this fic (whenever that happens) I’ll have a proper soundtrack!

***And at last I see the light***

He had been gone for a week. Elena sighed as she threw a log to the fire, her attention fixed at the entrance of the cave. Akefia had not expected her to stay but she had nowhere to go and besides she was drawn to him. He rarely talked to her, even when he was “home” but he had occasionally brought things back to her from his business. She had been wondering if he was some kind of merchant what with his long absences and strange things he brought back. Elena sighed. She was constantly thinking about the white-haired man, worrying for him and wondering if he was alright, if he had someone else…

 

Before the jealous thought could root in her heart the sound of hoofs rushing in the sand reached her. Flying to the opening of the cave she saw Akefia tie his black horse in shade and walk towards her. She frowned. Something in the way he moved was wrong. He was clutching his face and blood was sipping through his fingers. He was muttering a steady stream of curses that only increased when he saw her watching him concerned. Her eyes were the reason he had been so active lately. The worry that shown through them every time he returned from a long raid filled him with a warm feeling that he hadn’t felt since he was five.

 

Forgetting her usual shyness she rushed to his side and helped him sit against the cave wall.

“What happened?” she asked scared, wetting a rag and leaning to clean the wound. Akefia leaned away instinctively

“Damned guards, that’s what happened.” He snapped angrily. He would be lucky if he didn’t lose his eye. Elena bit her lip and hesitantly brought the rag closer to his face again.

“Please let me clean it,” she said quietly. “It will get infected if it stays like this.” With a sigh the Thief King rested against the wall and allowed her to do as she wished. He felt her gently washing the blood away, trying to make the process as painless as possible.

“You are too soft-hearted,” he said gruffly. “You’ll only end up in trouble for showing mercy to an outlaw.” His words triggered something in her memory.

“The King of Thieves,” she whispered, finally remembering how they had met. “This outlaw saved my life and I trust him,” she said louder so that he could hear her. He closed his uninjured eye.

“That’s foolish of you,” he insisted. “I am the darkness. I will only taint you if you come too close.”

“Then I will be your light,” she said firmly. As if to illustrate her words a warm, golden light came through her hand and covered the wound. With a gasp the girl drew her hand back and her eyes widened. Akefia moved his hand hesitantly to his eye. His fingers traced the crisscrossing scar, marveling at the fact that he could still see perfectly. His eyes snapped to the shocked girl in front of him and for the first time he noticed the shimmering outline of her Ka.

“Phoenix,” he whispered in reverence. Along with the White Dragon, the two fabled Kas that the Pharaoh’s priests coveted yet could not find. And here it was, hidden within the girl he had saved, protecting them both. The Thief King suddenly understood the meaning of destiny.

 

He had been destined to save her. She had been destined to heal him. And as they looked at each other’s eyes they realized that they were destined for each other.

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