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¬Millicent

Kyser has finished his magical light show as I approach.

Stalking across Sinful's backyard toward where Kyser stands, looking out to the mountains in the distance, dusted with snow, stars sprinkled above the peaks. Ignoring the dew soaking my bare feet as I walk, I concentrate on Kyser's back, a million thoughts streaming through my head. What did I just witness? It was like a beam going up into the sky, like nothing I've ever seen before.

He hears my approach, glancing over his shoulder before I even have a chance to come to a standing point behind him. For a split second, his eyes are milky, before he blinks, and the colour vanishes. He knows I saw, but doesn't jump to defend himself.

"What are you?" I hear myself say, although the sound doesn't appear as though it belongs to me. I can't tell if I'm frightened or not.

Kyser loosens a sigh. "Millicent, what are you doing out here-"

"Tell me what you are, Kyser. Are you contacting the Moon?" I question, looking up into the night sky, wondering where that beam of light was aimed to. When I look back at him, he's rubbing the back of his neck, wincing. Clearly he hadn't intended for me to find my way out here and witness whatever it was that I just did.

"No. I'm harnessing my powers," he mutters, looking around behind me to ensure no one else has joined us. My entire body deflates, as I let that run through my head. Kyser had successfully fooled me into thinking he didn't have any powers since coming off the Moon...

I frown. "I thought you lost your powers."

He winced, once again, running his hand back through his hair hurriedly. "I'm sorry I lied. I never lost my powers. I've been in control this entire time."

Suddenly, it feels like my world is collapsing atop me. Not because Kyser means a lot to me, but because for a moment, I thought I could trust him...I even thought I saved his life. Now he is telling me that all this time it was for nothing. I can't even begin to wrap my head around that.

"I don't understand..."

"Please don't freak out. Please don't go running to Sinful out of fear, but because you have no reason to be afraid of me," Kyser tells me, as I begin to back up. I'm not sure why I'm frightened, but this lie means so much. It means Kyser has been trying to tell me Sinful is the one to fear with all his power, when he has been invulnerable this entire time.

My voice shakes uneasily, as I look him up and down, seeing nothing but the same guy I thought I knew, but clearly not. "Kyser, what are you?"

He swallows. "I'm the embodiment of the Moon."

"What did you just say?"

"It makes no sense, I know, but please listen," he tells me, as my backwards steps quicken, holding my hands out to keep him away from me, but he still advances on me, a frightened expression painted across his face that can't possible be real. "I'm not trying to hurt you. I came down here to protect you. Don't you see I care about you?"

Suddenly, the dew under my feet causes me to slip, having me land straight on my back. But it's not nearly as jarring as what Kyser is saying to me.

"You can't be the Moon...there is no way. Why would you let me leave?" I ask, trying to gather my thoughts.

None of this makes sense.

"Seeing you tortured isn't my favourite thing, but I had to do what I had to do, to ensure you never left with Sinful, or thought that was okay to be with him," he tells me, brows furrowed, as if his words make everything okay. They don't. They just send my mind into a confused spiral, as I try wrap my head around what he is telling me.

"This isn't a funny joke, Kyser."

He closes his eyes for a moment, summoning a way to explain himself. "Think about it Millicent. An elusive man who showed up the moment you considered leaving? I had no origin story, no excuse for being here, but had so many abilities and connections to the Moon. You can't really think that was a coincidence?"

He continues to advance on me, while I continue to slide back across the grass, desperate to get some distance between us. "Get away from me."

"Don't be scared...seriously, I'm not going to hurt you, or drag you back up there. I'm here to protect you," he pleads. He looks so convincing, with that expression painted across his face, but after all the torment I went through up on the moon, I don't want to be anywhere near this creature...whatever he is.

"Then why do all this? Why let me go with Sinful if you hate him so much? Why let me down here?" I question, trying to make sense of this, but still unable to. I refuse to accept that Kyser is the Moon, or a part of it. I refuse to believe he is anything other than what he has told me.

Kyser shakes his head, frowning. "You've misunderstood me, Millicent. All these years you thought I was the enemy, but I was protecting you from your mate, from everyone down here. All these immortals are poison...I would know, I created them. You, however, are my prized possession. An innocent angel who needs protecting."

I'm revolted.

"Screw you, whoever you are. I can look after myself." I growl. "Sinful is my mate, and if you hated it so much, why don't you change it, or not have allowed it in the first place?"

Kyser sighs, kneeling down in front of me. I got to back away again, but he grabs my wrists, holding tightly so I have no chance to escape. But as he holds me, I know he isn't going to hurt me. It settles over me gently, almost as if it's his doing, but I know in that moment that he's telling the truth.

He's trying to protect me, as backwards as it all seems.

"I'm not sure why, but I can't control this bond between you and Sinful. If I could, I would," he tells me assuredly, as if that's meant to make me feel better. He moves to hold my hands, but his fingers are cold, making me shiver. He's hollow; this probably isn't even his body.

"Then who would be my mate?" I ask, watching him warily. "You?"

"No, that would be impossible. I don't actually exist, in truth. I'm in your head, not present in this space right now. I appear as I want to, not as I actually am. I am nothing more than an ethereal spirit who mimics present personalities and communication to blend in," he tells me.

Suddenly I want to be sick all over the grass in front of me. I want to cry, I want to scream and be angry, but I'm numb. None of this is easy to process, but it is slowly sinking in, leaving my head spinning as I try to understand what this means for me. Is Lucy still safe? Will Sinful and I be safe? Will he true to his word and let me stay down here?

Pulling my legs up, I wrap my arms around them. "I don't understand. What do you want with me?"

"I want to protect you. You are my pride, my greatest decision for the position you were in. But people's belief in you is starting to diminish. I was hoping to influence you to improve, but it became very apparent you've lost interest in being the Moon Goddess," he tells me earnestly, making me flinch. The Moon...or Kyser, used me to gain faith; I know of that already, at least.

"Why come down with me then? Why lie from the start?"

"Because Sinful can't know who I am. it was easier if he thought he was saving you. It was either pretend, or have him come for me, the Moon himself. He's more powerful than you will ever know, and as my creation, is becoming more powerful than me," he tells me.

His words send a shiver down my spine. For a moment, I'm able to think of something other than Kyser, and that's my mate. The amount of power he has is unbeknownst to me, almost like he has been afraid to show me after all this time I've known him.

"That's impossible. You're meant to be the most powerful...thing to ever exist," I tell him, refusing to believe that my mate could take down the creature that has held me captive all these years.

"The point is, I'm here to protect you. And myself."

"You're going to kill Sinful?"

He winces. "Not exactly."

"Kyser...or whatever your name is, you can't kill Sinful. He's my mate. You can't talk about protecting me when you want my mate dead," I tell him, my heart-rate beginning to accelerate at the idea of Sinful being anything more than what he has expressed to me....especially since we have been getting closer recently.

"I told you, I'm not going to kill him. I'm just going to...how do I say this-"

He breaks off suddenly, looking over my shoulder. Turning, I also see an approaching figure. It's Sinful, fully dressed in all black, expression concerned. I can't imagine what it looks like, coming across Kyser and I sitting in the moonlight like this.

"Millicent?" he calls.

Kyser looks at me, raising an eyebrow pointedly. "Shh, my little Goddess. Tell him anything, and killing him will be my only option."

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