Love's Mistaken

A fire burned within her. Never once had she been this angry before... and yet... he was right. Was she really angry at him, or at herself? Did it matter? She needed to get herself under control before the fire turned her to ash. She was Pheonix. What else did she need? She would use this fire to her advantage somehow. Maybe it could even save her life. And she certainly didn't need him. She regained her composure. He could never rise to power, that was crucial. She was Pheonix and she must always be that. He would never be capable of taking her place. She could do this. She would be strong and loyal to her people just as always. And then she heard it. That sweet voice that made her very existence flicker as her soul left her body and her hear melted. His voice. He was calling her. Something about talking. She couldn't tell what else though. All she could think about was that voice. It made no difference what it was saying as long as it was saying something. Anything. It was that voice that made her world go round. She tried to stop herself, but she was no longer in charge of her body. It had been taken over by some unseen force. She started to walk towards him. As hard as she tried to stop and as many times she scolded herself she could not fight it. She was his. Now and forever all she could think about was him. And it would be forever, because he would be the one to end her life.