My Black Heart

Chapter Sixteen

Elsa's Point of View

I had become incredibly bored at my castle once again. My assassin was killed, there was nobody breeching the boundaries, Oliver kept disappearing and San had been extremely busy for over a week in the library. Jordan was always outside (practising his swordsmanship to match Oliver's) and therefore I was alone most of the time. A few days ago I had sent Jordan to the castle to see what the news was there. Apparently there was no more information, and the people of the Castle did not know of the assassin's death. I found this incredibly strange but left it at that, if nobody was aware, all the better for me. My mind often wondered to Robin and what on Earth he could be doing at this present moment. Then I remembered the mystery girl and let my thoughts wander away from the subject of my brother, as those particular thoughts still angered me.

With being extremely bored with my life, I decided that perhaps a little company would do me some good. A lonely mind was never safe. I could not let thoughts of them and Robin enter my head, as it would become my weakness. With my mind, I searched for San, finding him instantly in the library. He looked engrossed into a book, but I thought just an hour or so would not disturb his reading too much. I called him to my room, feeling the disappointment in his thoughts but also the slight piece of hope he still clung to whenever he was called to my room. He was madly in love with me, and I could see it very clearly. I sighed. Perhaps calling Jordan would have been better. At least he would not always look longingly towards me as San always did. There was also another feeling that I sensed from San, and that was worry.

            "San?" I called, feeling him reach my door. He entered slowly, in fact, quite cautiously. His face was lined with an anxious worry, as if he knew something that would end the world.

            "Yes, my lady?" he mumbled. He was looking at the floor.

            "Is something wrong, San?" I asked him, wondering why a man who was allied with fire like it was a sixth sense was looking so worried.

            "No-not at all, my lady," he mumbled again.

            "Then why are you mumbling," I mused. It was actually really funny to see him looking so worried. I had to stop myself from laughing at his silly state, as I realised that I was horrible enough to the Coven anyway without laughing at them.

            "I am tired, my lady," he stated simply.

            "What have you been reading so diligently?" I asked him. He then looked almost guilty, but I could tell he was frightened. "What is it San? Please tell me, I could be able to help."

            "I have found something, my lady," he whispered, "Something that could kill us all." I looked at him, waiting for the joke that was bursting to come out. I mean, come on, this had to be a big trick.

            "What is it, San?" I wondered, seeing that he was being truly serious.

            "I have found some information, my lady," he informed, "Some information about a sword."

            "What sword?" I questioned. He surely was taking his time explaining this.

            "It goes by the name, the sword of time," he explained. I had never heard of such a sword before.

            "What can it do, San?"

            "It can freeze an opponent if the intent of the user if for the right reasons," San said, explaining to me the true danger that lay within this sword.