The Mages Bathhouse

However, Cressida was still on her mission of detecting Morgan's breathing technique. She and Trevor remained in the library after Stefan left. Both of them tried to arrange some littered books lying around unarranged.




" So Morgan sleeps in the room that is at the very last end? She enquires of Trevor.




 " Yes, he enjoys peace and quietness." Trevor answered, collecting the books she had given to him back into the shelf.




"What time does she go to bed?"




" If he is not busy, he normally sleeps early and wake up early too." Trevor was a ladder to reach the top of the shelf. While he paused to attend to Cressida's numerous questions.

" Why did you ask? So you can visit him during his sleep?". Trevor continued to tease her. She smiled sheepishly, turning to face what she was doing. Trevor squats on the ladder to talk to her clearly. "No matter how much you like him, that is wrong. Here is a tip. He always eats at the same hour so go see him in the dining room." He concluded.




" All right." She nodded twice, faking a smile. " I need to do more than just seeing him, I need to touch him." Cressida said in her mind.

While Cressida turned around after handing in the last three folded books, she turned around to get another. Just then Trevor missed his foot on the stool where he climbed to arrange the books and threw up the books in the air. The books almost fell to the ground when Cressida demonstrated her martial skill and crapped them all from behind, while kneeling to collect them at strategic spots as they fell to her hands.




"Cressida, are you okay?" Trevor had gotten hold of the library shelf and clinged to it tightly. " Hey, Morgan". Morgan had just walked in on them. Cressida quickly stood up as she saw him and took a bow.




" Outsiders are not allowed to read the books that are in here." Morgan said coldly.




" She is only here to help. Besides, they are all about magic spells. She would not understand anyways." Trevor said in defense.




" You're quite nimble. Do you know martial arts?" Morgan asked her after accessing her with his eyes for a few seconds.

  Cressida was surprised that she began to fumble. 

" I learnt how to dance in the brothel." She started dancing and demonstrating the said skill. " That is why I am nimble."

Trevor in his comical manner started applauding her and giggling along. Morgan seems still not convinced, he was cold and unbothered in his usual way.




" Where is Elizabeth? I need to ask for something." Morgan asked Trevor. Elizabeth was his personal maid. All of a sudden Trevor seemed excited and ran to hold him by his two shoulders.




"Well, Elizabeth is not here but Cressida is." Trevor recommended happily. " Cressida, come and help him out."




" I will help." She jumped on the opportunity.




"No, that is not necessary." He resisted arrogantly and walked out. All the smiles on Cressida's face faded almost immediately. Trevor walked to where she stood and pushed her to follow him.

Cressida ran after Morgan and followed him up the stairs to his chambers.

"Should I clean up, young master? Morgan ignored all and kept moving, into the mages library where all mages sat at different parses to read.

"Young Master, are you going to eat? What would you like to eat?" She ran after him regardless. " Young Master! I will… She stopped asking him questions and just followed suit. They both walked to a point where he took anm drastic pause and she almost fell on him. 

  Nevertheless, she wore a fake smile in disguise when Morgan turned to look at her.

" This is where Edwina mages live. Do not follow me any longer." He opened the door and went in leaving Cressida behind. She stood by the door thinking of what to do.




"I heard he sleeps early, I wonder if he's going to bed already." Cressida held her breath for a while, then opened the door and went inside the large and spacious room where Morgan had gone into. She passed the first room into another. The rooms had massive decorations of Martial arts and backdrops of different historical magics. She kept her search going relentlessly

"Is this a bathhouse?" She beeped closer to the open space to be certain it was. Cressida turned to leave when she saw Morgan standing next to her. She freaked out almost immediately.




"I told you to leave. Why do you keep following me? He asked.




" Uuh, uuuh, I still figured there could be something I could still do." She stammered and smiled sheepishly.




" Is there something you want from me? He asked. She looked at his core sternly and thought of touching it, there was no better time to do so until Morgan screamed again and snapped her out of her thoughts. 




"What made you follow me all the way to the men's bathhouse?" He asked.

Footsteps of men like that of soldiers matched were heard towards them. Obviously, the mages were coming to use the bathhouse just where both of them stood. Morgan quickly dragged her into one of the bathrooms. They stood facing each other. The bathhouses were covered with transparent mats. Cressida could see the mages take off their clothes where she stood. While she looked to look at them, bathing and chatting, Morgan quickly pushed her eyes off. That way she stood holding on to him and very close to his core. Both of them looked each other straight in the eyes for a while before looking away.




"This is my chance. Six breaths and I will know how he breathes." Cressida quickly placed her palm on his stomach, Morgan was shocked at first but he stood still. "One, two, three, four…" he pushed her away from him mildly but she kept at it. Meanwhile, by this time, the mages had finished having their bath. They had dressed up and stepped out of the bathroom. He dragged her out of the bathhouse to the bridge. The bridge was neatly lit and illuminated. Morgan and Cressida had their back and forth all day till it was late in the night.




"What was that for?" He asked angrily. 




"I was so close to figuring it out." She mumbled in her breath.




"I know you also stared at me from afar with Stefan. Why did you follow me?




"I just need him to take one more breath." She said to herself looking at his robe where his stomach is.




"Give me an answer." He screamed out this time.




"I am in love with you!" Cressida screamed back. She ran towards him to hold him, but he resisted her with his magical powers, throwing her to the ground from the bridge. Morgan ran down to her to help her out.




" Are you okay? He asked.




" It hurts." She splitted angrily.