Unlimited. Darina Grotto
Kharon wiped his forehead, puzzlingly looked at the table. ‘You know I couldn’t even think you relate to women… with human ones in reality.’
‘What’s wrong with you, Kharon?’ Lucifer looked at the waitress. ‘Any male creature in our place looks for sex with women. It’s not a surprise and new. Not only incubi come down in human world, do they, Akton?’
The demon was enjoying unbearable scared silence and dumbness, which he had been rewarded by Lucifer.
‘You know the worst thing is that girls of my choice turned into dust at the last second. It’s black, loose dust. My energy, my sudden light that I can’t hold inside anymore, bursts out of me and as you know it’s not for human eyes. So, we all are connected with one female vice on the earth. But I can’t give such possibility to someone like Akton. I see you want to ask something else. Come on, my friend, don’t be shy.’
‘I… can’t read her mind after that night. I don’t know what she thinks about. I can see only empty halls and stream of them. But there are no thoughts. I can still read her subconsciousness stream when I touch her head. Every time to read her mind is more difficult for me. She’s difficult to be with her.’
Lucifer cocked his head to the left and regarded a girl at the next table with his fond eyes. He seemed not to be listening to Kharon after having been totally preoccupied with the view of the lone girl.
‘She’s a witch, Kharon.’ He answered suddenly. ‘That’s ok that she doesn’t want anyone to dig in her mind. You’re not an exception. She’s getting stronger and she doesn’t understand it. She unconsciously prevents you from accessing to her thoughts. Don’t worry, you’ll do it. I shall warn you that the witch might is still sleeping in her. All she does now is just a game. It’ll be interesting to look when she realizes who she is.’
‘She sees spirits, she doesn’t allow me to read her mind, her energy is gargantuan, and all of these is just a game? She’s unusual… Why can’t I see ghosts, by the way?’
‘Shall I give you this ability?’ Lucifer smiled at the very girl and confused her after with his smiling. ‘Why do you need to see ghosts when you’re surrounded by people, Kharon? You’re being irrational today. I don’t like it. I don’t advise you to see ghosts. There’s no point in it but you will see more people. Forget about it. By the way I can feel my part at the girl’s place… I can’t understand what’s it?’
‘Oh, Lucifer, I should have told you, but I forgot. The very feather that led you to me the last time is at Victoria’s home.’
‘That’s interesting.’ The Lord smile and cocked his head. ‘Well, let it be. I don’t mind. Why didn’t she become blind?’
Lucifer looked at the ceiling. Then his eyes without blinking, like a black shadow creeped to the that girl he had looked at before. He liked her. He did like her.
‘Victoria’s gonna be here in ten minutes. Have you missed?’
‘Me what?’ the demon surprised.
‘Nothing, my friend, nothing. I think you should know the poor guy, Gregory to have decided to hit on your ginger witch. What do you think about it?’
Kharon was calmly finishing his coffee with a sidelong look at the surroundings. Lucifer was smiling from ear to ear, snapping eyes at that girl.
‘Gregory?’ Kharon asked. ‘The man she had lunch with?’
‘Oh, yeas!’ The Fallen Angel flickered with his burgundy eyes and finally stared at his friend. ‘He wanted his touches under the table to be never ended. He was so stupid to touch her knee and study her reaction, if she liked it or not. With boasting he examined her ring finger with no ring, dreaming about dull, dead-alive, human sex. He has already splashed her with his saliva… while you’re amusing Akton now.’
Lucifer carefully put the cup on the table and smiled. He was amusing. Yes, Kharon was his friend but Lucifer couldn’t help having fun. Even he was shocked how much uncaring his subordinates could be. At this time, he was slightly jealous of them.
‘You don’t know how happy you are, my friend. You’re not spoiled with human feelings as I’m, thanks to my father. Nothing can throw you off your stride, you have no morality to be ready for. There are two absolutely different ways. Ones want to be uncaring pieces of iron, others want to be caring. Don’t make for this temptation, don’t, Kharon. You’ll never know what a loss means… Now. Just two seconds and the door’s opened.’
Kharon looked at the door and in a second he saw Victoria enter. She glanced curiously at the tables looking for the lovely face. The girl well knew what to miss and heavy emotions meant.
‘My love,’ she whispered after she had seen the demon at the table.
She burst herself into his arms but faced an unexpected obstacle. In a matter of seconds Vic almost ran into Lucifer who appeared on her way.
‘Oh, dear God…’ Victoria stepped back at once.
Of course, she recognized the Lord of Hell and she felt terrible because of unplanned meeting. The girl stepped back, spellbind looking into the romantic eyes where the devil fire of burgundy colour was flaming up.
‘Good evening, Sunshine!’ Lucifer smiled, barring the way.
Victoria had no desire to get through. For the first time ever, the girl remembered the mark on her shoulder blade. She felt it like an unhealed cut, tightened with new skin. There was no pain. Vic was paralyzed. She saw neither Kharon nor his grin being rather kind, nor Akton who greedily studied her like a hungry dog, dreaming about a bone with meat. A posthumous silence marked Lucifer’s appearance. Everything around stopped existing, moving, breathing. All was still.
‘How do you do….’ She stammered.
The creaking of the chair was heard behind: Kharon rose up and wanted to come up to the girl. He felt her wild fear and heard her tongue whisper a single prayer frantically and silently in her mind, constantly crossing in tumultuous imagination. In reality the girl couldn’t still move.
He hadn’t got far when he met the Lord’s hand with a gesture making him stop. The demon obeyed and stopped. Lucifer didn’t even look at his friend. He held an invisible thread between him and the girl. Lucifer moved closer to Victoria’s face and with self-confident smile said:
‘What, Sunshine? I can’t hear you… Say it aloud!’
Being like hypnotized Victoria opened her mouth and started speaking. The things she was speaking made already surprised Kharon sit up and take notice. Fortunately for him, Akton had been still in artificial deafness created by Lucifer and he saw and heard nothing but the moves of the mouth.
Victoria was speaking in Latin. With each word her voice became more confident and stronger. Her speech didn’t stammer a word like if the girl came out of the Era of Caesar, from the Senate, filled with incomparable eloquence and metaphors. Kharon heard just stunningly beautiful Latin speech, understanding every word like it had been before in the days of Caesar when the demon had lived also, but he wasn’t able to catch the meaning. Lucifer, having frozen smile on his lips, realized that the witch was plotting one of the most powerful, ancient spell-protection against him. He was more fascinated with the way Victoria made the spell: her eyes didn’t blink and move but looked straight into Lucifer’s ones; they knew no fear in contrast to the whole body; her lips were whispering the endless text; her voice like a voice of a nightingale was so feminine and magnetic.
‘Lucifer…’ Kharon called softly.
In reply The Fallen Angel waved his hand, intently watching her whispering lips. Then he lifted up his hand and turned his palm up to Victoria. On his open palm a ball burning with fire was born, having inside lightings fulgurated. With admire and inspiration Lucifer was looking at the lighting ball and the whispering lips. Nobody in the café seemed to be noticing anything unusual. All were busy with their own business. Maybe Lucifer didn’t want them to notice…
Suddenly Victoria stopped speaking, took a deep breath, blinked her eyes, trying to see something through a