Visit Ten
I handed Ensharra his lunch on day and sat on my chair, trying to do some meditation while he ate. Thankfully I’d also gotten better at taking breaks before I overexerted myself so the recover process was quicker between sessions. It felt like he was taking longer than normal to eat and I was about to open my eyes when I heard a quiet deep voice.
Ensharra began singing, although it wasn’t as confident as when I overheard him. I relaxed into my chair as he softly sang. The way his voice rumbled almost seemed to help soothe my magical aches. I guess that’s the power of true relaxation and meditation.
After a while he stopped singing and I slowly opened my eyes, stretching, “That was beautiful. Thank you. I’m glad you feel comfortable enough with me to sing.”
“It,” he paused, “it’s nothing.”
“Ensharra, you know you can open up to me. I’ve been a hardass I know, but you’re really stubborn. But I promise you that I won’t judge you.”
“You have in the past.”
“Yes, but right now. I promise, I will not judge you. Will you open up to me, please?”
He fidgeted. I’ve never seen him nervous like this before. He sighed, “Singing was something I wasn’t allowed to do growing up. That time was better spent learning to rule. So, my father told me that I was making a terrible racket and I never sang in front of someone again. It feels unbecoming of a king now.”
“That’s really terrible of your parents to not allow you an outlet you enjoyed.”
He gave me a weird, conflicted look, “They wanted what was best for me.”
“Maybe. But that doesn’t mean they were right. I’m glad to be a safe person for you to sing around and I’m honored to be the first.”
He shifted uncomfortably, “This is very awkward for me.”
“You’ve never been so open with someone before, have you?”
“No. That would have been unbecoming.”
“Then. Do you mind telling me why you’re okay with opening up to me?”
“I honestly do not know. You irritate me immensely with your attitude. But at the same time, you are kind and accommodating. It makes me very confused.”
“Yeah, I can be a hardass, I know. It’s sorta just how I get through to people sometimes. But I want to be kind to you. I just won’t let you walk over me if I am. Like I keep saying. I want to help you. You just need to trust me.”
“I’ve already entrusted you with my powers.”
“Not willingly though. But you willingly trusted me to hear you sing. That’s a very different level of trust.”
“I suppose you are right.”
“I also noticed that you rarely call me human now.”
He looked away again, “I thought you didn’t like it?”
“But, you never cared before? Have I started to gain your respect?”
“You make it difficult not to slip back.”
“Oh, come on. I’m being genuine here,” I stood at the entrance to his cell. He faced away from me, “Do you mind if I come in?”
“Why would you do that?”
“Because you kinda seem like you need a hug.”
“I do not need a hug, human.”
“Don’t be like that, Ensharra. I know you’re calling me that because you’re anxious.”
“I am not.”
I sighed, “Did I overstep your boundaries? If so, I’m sorry.”
“Will you stop it?”
“Pardon?”
“Your kindness. It makes me feel weird.”
“Sorry, but no can do. I’m going to be kind to you. What’s so wrong with that?”
“Didn’t you hear me? It makes me feel weird.”
I sighed, “Alright. I won’t push it. I’m sorry. But, I will listen to you whenever you feel comfortable.”
He didn’t answer me and I left for the day. That night I was cuddling with Diavolo and Lucifer like usual. I told them about what Ensharra had opened up to me about.
“He sings,” Diavolo questioned.
“Yes, and he’s honestly got a really nice voice. But it’s a super touchy subject,” I explained, “He was shamed for singing as a kid.”
“Oh. So my grandparents weren’t good to him either?”
“Seems like it. They thought that energy is better used learning to rule.”
Dia sighed, “I don’t like how he treated me but I can see that he didn’t know any better.”
“You’re really strong Sunshine. I promise I’m getting somewhere. Before long you’ll have a real father.”
“But, I’m not a kid anymore.”
“No, but it’s healing your inner kid. Like when we do childish things like a onesie sleepover.”
He hugged me, “Thank you, Drizzm.”
I hugged him back and Lucifer joined in on the hug. It was nice feeling like I was finally making headway on repairing their relationship. And, to be honest, I enjoyed the way our relationship was going. The way he’s been so uncharacteristically anxious and bashful has been kinda cute. He really has never had a friend before and has no idea what he’s doing.