1593, June 15th
"NO!" Aerlic screamed as he knew he was lost. All of the hope in his heart to take this boy and run away shattered. Even if he came back he would never go with him. He died and hated him.
"Aerlic Montgomery, you are hereby condemned to death, for betrayal of the king's court and the assassin dictations." a high spoken man approached them, a smug look on his face. He was the deputy head guard, he knew what he was doing.
"YOU KILLED HIM!" He knew it was unjust, it was a phrase many people screamed when they found his victims bodies, many of the victims that stood around him now as he cradled the dead body.
"Yes child, he did kill your lover." a very enderly woman approached the crowd, "seems as though he didnt expect to have a mage on his hands though, oh stupid little boys, must think before you act." She ignites a gastly flood of magic into her hands, its greys and whites drew me to know the extent of her power.
"You're a necromancer mage!" He clung to the body in my clutch, he could not come back, he would kill me.
"The Necromancer dear, not just any lousy necromancer." she sighs, he could feel the burning of her magic swarm their bodies, she was reviving him. "Now please let go before you too are affected." her tone seemed uncaring, entirely nonchalant. Aerlic couldn't move, he couldn't even breathe. He could see the piercing white light swarm around us, it was too late. Aerlic let out a scream, his body was burning, boiling and itching. His eyes anchored shut ,and it became evident that he was truly dying. The crystals around their necks began to glow, matching the magic around them, absorbing it, honing it.
He finally felt the magic bring him back, in worse ways than one. When his eyes opened there was his favorite pair of brown eyes staring back at him in fear. Anger soon flooded them as he took the dagger and tried to stab. In a moment of worry Aerlic grabbed the dagger by its balc and pulled the hilt from his hands. In return, Sireno held the broken necklace from Aerlics neck upon his hand.
"You tried to kill me." his voice was broken, shattered by Aerlic's own actions.
" I couldn't, I couldn't bring myself to." He tried to reason with his lover. All words he spoke fell on the ears of the dead, never Sireno's. The boy stood angered by the last person he trusted.
"Well now look at this, you made me mess up my spell you blubbering wimp." the old lady angrily protested.
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The Assassin's Crown
FantasyOne assassin and one memory loss king battle to regain their lives together and the memories of their lives back.