Geilinor, Provence of Peace

Sagar takes a deep breath and lays his head on the table. "I'm going to need some ice," he mutters and walks to his freezer.

Angel let out a sound of aw when she saw the bathing room. It was amazing. She couldn't believe he had actually build it. She quickly filled the tub and undressed. She then peeked her head out the door. "Sagar have you seen this tub. It is amazing. It is like angels dropped it in there. I can't believe you really built it. You are amazing."

Sagar smiles, pressing ice to his forehead and his neck. "Thank you. I did make it. You should also look at the carvings. They tell stories. And they're enchanted to change."

Angel frowned slightly surprise. She turned the water off and peered at the carvings. Unfortunately for her she fell into the water. SPuttering she came back up. "I can't believe it. I feel in the tub too. What am I cursed." She asked herself as she leaned afainst the side of the tub. She gently traced the markings.

(How can she turn the water off lol. It's a constantly running spring. The bath tub is full of hot water all the time.)

Sagar sits in the kitchen with his head and neck and other parts of his body covered in ice. "God..."

(Whatever. Specific shmifics.)

"Yes?" A voice asked. A lovely woman apeared before him. She had long blonde hair and bright grey eyes. She was dressed in a flowing red dress. "You called?"

Sagar looks up with wide eyes and then bonks his head on the table. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to actually call a goddess. It was just an exclamation. I'm very sorry." he says quietly.

The woman looked thoughtful for a moment. "I do not usualy come and help this plane but I hear that you have been mated to my granddaughter. I wanted to see what kind of man the fates would put her with. They are rather horrid and I thretened harm on them if he was too horrible."

Sagar blinks and looks up at the goddess. "Your... granddaughter?" he asks, stunned. He then bows his head slightly. "I'm sorry goddess. I would say that I would leave your daughter alone but I can't do that." he says and lays his head on the ice.

"I am not saying you have to. I just wanted to make sure you were not scum. My daughter one brougth home a man. He had a demone and fallen angel with him. Strange really but who am I to judge. My daughter was born a Kitsune by mortal parents. Oh well they were good to her. I believe your cousin is mated to the demon's son." Alika said with a light nod. "And I am Alika by the way."

Sagar nods, "It is an honor to meet you Alika. I'm sorry that I'm... out of sorts at the moment."

"Ah you poor fellow. I aprove of you though so you don't have to worry about a goddess zaping you." Alika gently touched his forehead healing him. She then disapeared.

Sagar sighs, feeling a little bit better. But he had mostly used the ice to cool his raging lust for his guest.

Angel reapered a few minutes later. She was wrapped in a towel with her hair hanging behind her shoulders. "Did I miss something? I could have sworn I sensed a great magic power out here a few minutes ago."

Sagar chuckles, "Nothing much. Just your grandmother visiting." he says and lifts his head, looking at her with fire in his eyes. He turns his head away from her and lays his forehead on the ice again. "Feel free to go to bed. I won't be there for a while."

Angel frowned lightly as she looked at him. "I wonder why my grandmother came to visit. And are you all right? You don't look very well." She sat next to him and gently placed her hand on his forehead.

Sagar growls lightly and opens his eyes, watching her. "Ye should remove your hand lass. Or I'll forget my promise." he growls and closes his eyes again.

Angel let out a small sound and moved her hand away. "Oh I am sorry. I will now go. I hope you feel better." She gave him a small nod before she went to the bedroom. She clothed herself in a nightgown and crawled into the bed. She pulled the covers over herself and moved clear to one side.

Sagar growls softly to himself, "You idiot. You just have to be the gentlemen huh?" he says, cursing himself. After a few hours, when he's sure she's asleep, he stands, moving into the bedroom. He kneels beside her side of the bed and watches her silently.

Angel sighed lightly in her sleep and moved slightly snuggling into the pillow a little. She felt the soft material under her head and couldn't help but stroke it. The other hand reached out and gently pushed on his face.

Sagar rocks back away from her hand. He felt she was unconsciously pushing him away, but he allowed it for now. Though he couldn't help but watch her stroke the pillow and wish she would touch him like that.

"Too hot." Angel murmured and rolled onto her back. One slender arm rose and then laid across her forehead. She started twitching slightly sweat breaking out on her forehead. A pained expression crossed her face. "Don't leave me here. Not alone."

Sagar touches her forehead gently, "I'm here lass." he murmurs softly, comfortingly, and picks her up in his arms, careful not to wake her. He carries her into the kitchen so he can grab ice and then carries her back to the bedroom where he lays the ice out around her with cloth between the ice and her skin so she'll get cooler. "I'm here." he murmurs again.

Angel seemed to calm down for a while as she drifted out of deeply sleep. Although you could tell when she fell back into a deep sleep. She started screaming her body writhing. "No please. I don't want to go. Don't let t hem take me. Please I don't want to go with them. I don't want to go. It's too hot. Too hot I cna't breath." She let out a blood curdeling scream before she became still once more not moving. She didn't even seem to be breathing.

"Angel!" Sagar roars, moving to her chest. He checked her breathing, her heart, and everything about her. He put more ice around her and tried to breathe for her. "Angel... don't go. I'm here. I'll keep you safe. I promise."

Angel drew in a shaky breath her heart beating franticaly. She gently placed her hand on his head. "So noisy." She murmured. "I am sorry about that. I didn't mean to frighten you. I just can't help it when I get that dream. Every time it's like reliving it ever time. I get really hot and I start shaking. I stop breathing for a second but then I wake up. It happens when I am alone. So I tend to ask a friend to stay with me. I should get a dog or something." She said shaking her head lightly.