I-The Crime

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Pale fingers trailed softly upon the yellowing pages of a book.

The book was from the castle's library, in fact the only one he still hadn't read from the place due to it being one of the most recent from 1961, "The Bronze Bow", was its name and it became the entertainment for Euthymius, for at least a day.

It was one of those rare days were one wouldn't have to deal with disrespectful criminals that simply loved to test his limits by trying to beg for there to be no penalty to their party.

However the man supposed the thing that he enjoyed the most about his free days was that he wouldn't have to train the newborns of the coven who lacked discipline in most cases.

As soon after he finished reading the first chapter of the book, a knock snapped him out of his trance.

The male let out a unnecessary sigh and closed the book causing little dust particles to erupt from it. "Come in Demetri."

The other male silently opened the door and bowed to his superior.

"Euthymius, the masters request upon your presence in the Throne room." Demetri said looking at him in the eye.

Euthymius hummed softly closing his eyes and leaned against his chair. He opened his right eye and looked at the blonde. "Do you have any information in the matter Demetri?"

"Well Master Caius only told me to get you." He informed.

The charcoal haired male nodded silently and placed his book on the table before standing up.

On the way to the door he grabbed his Cape, that was of a rich dark grey colour, that came along with the responsibility of his rank in the coven.

The two guards at the entrance opened the door, looking down in respect.

"How wonderful it is to work, even during vacations." Euthymius spoke nonchalantly, taking his place next to the leader of the coven.

Aro smiled innocently, resembling a child."Thank you for your service, Euthymius. You're always so kind."

"Call her in, Demetri." The brown haired king spoke, interrupting the bickering of the two males.

A blonde woman with golden eyes stood in front of the so called kings. She looked down in shame and fear to catch the eye of any of them.

"What are you doing here?" Caius asked with the usual sneer that he used to intimidate the ones on trial, which, in the opinion of the guards was only intimidating the first few times.

The female had to hold herself so she wouldn't send him a glare, because she knew she would be beheaded as soon as she did so.

"I came to report a crime." She said lifting her eyes off the ground for the first time although she regretted doing so because she caught the intimidating look of The Head of the Volturi Guard, Euthymius Volturi.

The male's face resembled a greek statue in her eyes.

She felt a presence in front of her and she snapped out of her trance, only to find the face of Aro Volturi.

The grace of his movements weren't like anything she had saw before and his gaze was soft and almost kind compared to the others in the room.

"May I?"

He offered her his hand and she hesitated before placing her hand in his.

She felt him searching through her memories and thoughts until he found what he was looking for.

His eyes became wide and his mouth was slightly agape in shock that his old friend would do something as grave as he had seen.

The two exchanged a look, the youngest of the two simply looking at him patiently.

"Well?" The blond king asked impatiently.

"It seems as though the Olympic Coven have created an immortal child."

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Hello guys! How are you doing? I'm the author of this book, and I'm here to answer every question you may have relating Euthymius character or any other.
I will not give you spoilers, just so you know so if you have any question comment or post it on my announcement page
Also if you happen to find any mistake on the story please do not hesitate to tell me in the comments.
EDIT. I had to comeback to this chapter because seriously I couldn't handle seeing how it was a bit cringey so new readers you are blessed with at least a slightly less cringey version.
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