Prologue

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The room was dark and Sean could hear voices coming from the outside. "What do we do with him?" Said a voice. "Kill him," said another.
Those words made Sean shocked. He couldn't die now. He's the lord of Blackstone. He had a wife and five children.
"This is a risk," said the voice again. "It is, but what other choice do we have? He knows to much."
"You know what happens if we kill him right?"
"No."
"His family, guardsmen, and assassins will search this place to the ground! He's a powerful man with powerful people."
"We must decide. The king needs him died. We have are orders.
Sean couldn't stand them talking. He tried to move, but with no success. He thought about his wife. Oh how beautiful she was with her blue eyes and her smile. The thought about her made Sean made a tear come out his eye.
The door opened and when the light hit him he turned his head, but not for long. The man was in his late thirties and had a short beard with a long scar on his left said on his face. "Hurry up and get it over with!" Said the voice at the door, but Sean couldn't see him. The man turned around and said "Alright!" He turned to Sean,"Alright..."
The man pulled a dagger from his belt and pulled Sean's hair back and putted the dagger on his throat.
"Not now...," Sean thought.
The blade was sharp and cold.

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