Dalliance

Nine

The court went into a fury all screaming "Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!" Over and over chanting with every cell in their body, focusing all their energy into one simple word. The room became tight and hot as people cheered on. I could see fists being thrusted into the air as they all cried out in unison.

I looked at Sir who sat with a half smile firmly planted on his face. He glared at you, the last Halcyon. There was a coldness about Sir that one could only identify with death. His touch would freeze a person. If looks could kill, he would be an assassin and at the moment all eyes were on you.

My heart began to race. The war inside my body began and I ached from it. I held my side as I slid to my knees in agony. I wanted so desperately to kill you while also wanting so desperately to save you. The Love coursing through me intensified and the depths of bitterness began to throttle my heart. I thought about how I would need to repent of Love and go back to the days of you. The desire to be well again was a mere spark quickly dwindling into nothing but smoke, a forgotten fragrance in the wind.

"I have a request" you spoke with such clear conscience.

Sir raised his eyebrow in surprise. The room grew quiet waiting on his response. No one had ever requested anything from Sir. No one dared to.

"I request that you kill me, friend" you stared at me with your eyes filled with tears and forgiveness. How could you have already forgiven me Halcyon? How could you when I had betrayed you?

Sir mulled this over, savoring the taste in his mouth before answering. "Granted." He spoke the word and it melted in the air landing softly on the ears of all in the room.

We stared at each other as the decision had been made. Your death would be on my hands. You smiled at me with kindness I didn't deserve. I could feel the grace you had for me, deep compassion for our friendship, much greater than my hatred for you.

I gulped large breaths as I tried to calm myself down. My chest heaved up and down. I couldn't do this. I wouldn't do it. The Love began to wash out of me. I could feel the slightest Joy Spirit awakening inside me, fighting to cleanse me of Love. The red in my hair slowly drained out, my nails no longer blood red. I felt myself turning back to normal. Back to where I use to be.

The hardest decision I had to make was not giving up what my heart desired. No the hardest decision I had to make would not come for some time. Giving up what my heart desires and trusting in faith that I cannot see was the easiest for me.

The relief in your eyes broke the barrier between holding your tears back. They were released down your cheeks and dropped onto the floor. You collapsed onto your hands and knees breathing heavily. You had used the last of your Joy Spirit to bring me back. You sacrificed yourself for me. I watched as you grew pale and sweat rolled down your face and arms.

The arena became chaotic. Thrashing could be heard as people were in disdain. There was much hollering and fighting in the stands. Sir looked at us with no amusement at all, as if he was waiting for this to happen.

Slowly he stood and the room grew cold and fear seeped into the pores of everyone. He placed his perfect hands on the rail in front of him and peered over at us, his long hair framing his face in perfection. He tapped a finger as if in deep thought. He smiled slyly finding humor in the matter.

"You still have to kill Halcyon." He declared.

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