Grumpy was all over her face, licking it and trying to wake her up. She tried to cover herself under the sheets but he grabbed them and run away from the bed. Eden tried to take them back and put her feet on the floor. She stood up but she found herself falling on the floor as soon as she tried to take the first step. Ed rushed into the room once he heard the glasses breaking falling on the floor.

" Clara, are you ok? Can you hear me?"

" I 'm not Clara and you are no monk, Father Francis." Eden mumbled in pain.

" No brain damage whatsoever. That is remarkable my dear if we take into consideration that you have been sleeping all day long and you woke up in the middle of the night just to commend on how bad my bed's mattress is."

" Pick me up and take me to the bathroom."

" Can I get a "S' il vous plait" with it MyLady?"

Eden was furious. She tried to stand up.

" You don't seem to have any broken bones but your fall doesn't explain your ear's bleeding."

" I destroyed my nanobots. I am not indestructible now Ed."

" So you came here to hide."

" You said "whenever I wanted, no questions asked" Eden replied in pain. 

" You are right Clara. No one is going to come looking for Eden here. Every one of my own people is going to protect you as long as you take your old name. No questions asked."

He helped her sit on the bed, checked for injuries and without speaking another word; he took her to the shower. Eden sat on the chair and started removing the bandages. Her feet were red, hot and swallen.

" ... "and each time Francis met Clara, the roof was set on fire". We always get this story wrong Ed. This time the floor is on fire and for all the wrong reasons."

She took the metal box and took a scalpel out of it.

" I have to cut some stitches. Both my feet are infected and I can't get to a hospital."

She started cutting every other stitch and blood blended with fluid kept running.

" Do you have a bowel that both my feet fit in, Ed?"

Ed disappeared in the kitchen.

" I found one!"

" Great! Bring it and bring the salt with it."

" You are crazy!"

Eden put salt and water in the bowel and then sunk her feet in it. The pain was almost unbearable. Her emergency system came back online. Her lenses were scanning Ed's face matching him with the database. She let herself fall from the chair and fainted shortly after her head hit on the w.c.

She was blindfolded when she woke up.

" You can take it off, if you wish but I bet that you went on line and you chose to fall down so that they wouldn't learn about me. That's why you are bleeding from your left ear right now. The question is... do you remember whom did you try to protect and you got the bleeding from the other ear?"

" No, I don't have a clue."

" Did you kill him Eden?"

" I am not sure. My systems suffered a glitch. I have no memory of what I did a few hours before the glitch or during it."

" Is that why you came here with your old guns?"

" Yes." Eden was checking her feet's mobility in the water.

" ... and you didn't give it a second thought that you could easily kill me and then just erase it from your memory."

Eden jumped off his couch to his back and her arm locked his neck, suffocating him.

" Where is our wedding ring my love? I came back to take it." She asked him as she was keeping him still.

Ed leaned forward and Eden fell on the ground. She could feel his gun of her forehead.

" There has never been a wedding ring because you turned my wedding proposal down. The only ring of yours is my moebius strip tattoo. If you manage to take Shylock, it's all yours to remove it. Nobody else lays hands on that blade and you know it."

Eden was relieved. Her instinct was true, no one would ever dare to get there and harm Ed. 

Ed was the leader of Lost Souls' cult. She was the only one who was entitled to call him Ed. Everyone else called him Father Francis or simply The Monk. His cult consisted of homeless, runaway kids and poor people who had nothing less to lose but the identity he gave them. Each one of them could kill or be killed within a blink of an eye to protect Ed and their society. They were his sleepless eyes in the darkness, his loyal ears, his serving hands, trained like puppets  surviving in a world that had no place for them.

He would abandon his kingdom, his power, his identity to become her lover again but she had left him and her shared life ages ago for freedom's illusion. She despised any strings attached to him so she left him and went for wireless.

" I killed Ofiss." Eden confessed to him.

" You killed your beloved serpent and now you came to kill me? Go ahead. I would rather die from your hand than spent an eternity as a King."

Eden stood up and punched him on his face.

" Forgive me Father for I have sinned. I have lost my faith in Drama Queens."

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* Francis of Assisi was the founder of Franciscan movement. 

Clare of Assisi was the founder of the "Poor ladies". 

There has been an urban legent that despite both being monks, they were lovers as well.