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In the Underworld, there was a legend about Wyvern Rhadamanthys. This rumor was so particular that it had been spread in a few seconds. But he did not care anyway, even if he was the center of this short story. According to his words, it belonged to the past and was not affecting him anymore. He was not the same man as before, he changed so much through time. After all those reincarnations, he still remembered this long era of his life, when he was just a judge in the Underworld, on Hades' side.
He remembered this harpy he saved from human cruelty, during Antiquity. Such a beautiful creature, blessed by gods, but severely injured to the bone. Her body was covered in blood, open wounds and arrows. A simple movement was making her scream of pain and lose faith. Rhadamanthys, as a young man at this era, felt suddenly concerned by her condition. He immediately took her to the Underworld, where she revealed her face. The same face as a human being, but with more emotion and shining eyes.
- What is your name? The Judge asked.
- I do not have a name. The animal answered with a low voice, her body protected by bandages.
- There, there. It is not a problem. But first, you health is all that matters to me.
There was something that fascinated Rhadamanthys about this strange harpy. Every detail of her caught all his attention. Her huge wings, her colorful feathers, her hair with the color of a rose, golden pupils and her skin like porcelain. But her sweet tooth was the thing that surprised him the most, because he remembered that harpies were eating everything they could find on their way. But that creature he had in front of him was only eating sweet things. So he gave her the sweetest fruits on Earth, honey and some other delicate food to please her and keep her alive.
Day by day, the harpy recovered. Month by month, she got closer to Rhadamanthys, making him feel someone else, showing him a new kind of affection and attention. One day, she offered him a gentle kiss on the cheek, thanking him for all he did for her.
- Holy Hades! He exclaimed, what was that?
- A kiss! That is what humans do when they feel good! She seriously answered.
- That is really gross.
He sincerely considered this vision of humanity and went back to the creature, showing his blushing cheek.
- Do it again. He ordered.
And she did it, with the same intention, the same affection as before. Even if she had the appearance of a bird and a human, it did not retain the Judge to keep her by his side.
But he could not be with her, despite all his growing desires in his head. Years after his rescue, he saw the harpy in another way. He saw her through the look of a lover, wanting more and more but too scared to act, too scared to lose their closeness. So he showed nothing. Not a smile, not a greeting, not even a word. He worked harder every day, trying to ignore what was going on with this creature, which was finding a way to his heart.
- Rhadamanthys! She called, please... you are killing me!
And she broke down, her body shaked by the storm of her feelings. She caught the Judge in a intense embrace, protecting him with her soft wings. In this moment, Rhadamanthys felt all the love in the world.
- Do not leave me, please... She begged, I could not survive to it...
- Forgive me. I thought it was better for you. The Judge apologized.
- Ah, stay with me... I can do everything to be by your side... I can serve you if it's needed!
- I'll stay with you until eternity. I promise.
And their love for each other exploded. This gorgeous harpy was the first to receive Rhadamanthys' passion. With one kiss, they felt bonded to each other forever, against time and history.
Now, Rhadamanthys was sure that Valentine was the reincarnation of this creature. He had the same eyes, the same calm tone, the same hair and the same feelings. Even his cloth took the form of an harpy, as a reminiscence of the past.
- My Lord? Do you need something? He asked.
The blond-haired came to him and took him in his arms, giving a warm hug. Of course, the Cypriot could not remember their antiquarian story. He forgot it because of his last reincarnation. But for sure, he could feel his master's affection at every minute, even if it was just a look or a simple word. Those emotions never changed.
- My Lord... He whispered.
- I need you, Valentine. Rhadamanthys finally answered.
The valet did not hesitate and gave his Lord a deep kiss, reassuring him and comforting him. He cuddled him as well, feeling that a kiss was not enough for him. Valentine loved being devoted to Rhadamanthys, being the only one who could approach him, understand him and touch him in a more intimate way. As a servant, he always made sure to make his superior feel good by his side.
- I will never leave you, my Lord. I'm all yours. He said softly.