Lucian
She hasn't come back for awhile now.
What if she got herself hurt?
What if she never comes back?
I knew what I said was dumb, I was pissed that those disguting rats had touched her. Had even laid their unworthy eyes on her. I was just mad and pissed off.
I should have said something before she left. I should have stopped her!
I decided to get up and go look for her, even if she hated my guts I couldn't stand ever losing her.
I grabbed my sword and slung it into the circle of leather stitched on my belt. I walked into the forest and willed my eyes to grow accustomed to the darkness. To let that darkness disappear.
I walked where I saw her leave, footprints in the mud and branches crushed by her boots. I followed her trail until I was met with something puzzling.
It looked like at least a dozen boot tracks all in a scrambled circle.
There had been a fight.
I whipped my head around the clearing and caught the scent of something. What was that? It was so familiar.
And like a final piece going into a puzzle, my mind put it together.
The scent I smelled was a hydrangea, beautiful by looks. But can make anyone pass out. Or if enough was ingested. You could die.
The boot tracks on the mossy floor was a sign of a struggle. Someone had knocked out Nat and took her away. Away from me.
When I found this fucker they were going to pay. With their god damned life.
I ran back to the camp and packed up everything.
She walked off an hour ago, that means I'm not far behind.
I put out the fire and ran off to the tracks.
No one takes my girl for me.
No one.
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The Queen of Ash and Flame
Romance"No, just liked seeing you get all protective over me if i tried to dance with another man." I laughed. "I wonder what you'd do if another man fucked me." With that he gripped the back of my neck with his hand and squeezed it so much force I let out...
