The Fate of a Dragon Witch

Dangerous Rescue

~~~ Roman's Point of View ~~~

Roman nervously fidgeted with the rope around his wrists while Anxiety walked ahead of him. They were walking towards the large gate of the mansion, the atmosphere around the two made it seem like they were walking to their deaths. Anxiety's jaw was clenched tightly as he walked and the hand that held the rope was turning white from how hard he was clinging to the rope. Roman had the urge to comfort the other if only to make himself feel better but he knew it would give away their plan. Instead, the knight tightened and loosened the rope around his wrists. They had tied the rope in a way that made it easy for Roman to slide his wrists out when the time came.

"Ho there!" a voice shouted, bringing Roman out of his worrying thoughts. He turned his attention ahead of them to see four guards in armor standing at the entrance of the mansion. Anxiety tensed and his steps faltered for a moment, causing Roman to bump into him. The jostle forced him to take a step and Anxiety continued. Roman looked to the ground to hide his worried gaze, Anxiety was not doing ok. 

"State your business!" another guard spoke up and Anxiety rolled his shoulders back

"If I need to tell you who I am then you are incompetent." Anxiety bit out, surprising both the guards and Roman. Ever since he had met Anxiety, the man had been really soft-spoken, submissive, and a little sassy but this was downright pretentious. 

"Excuse me?" the guard demanded in disbelief

"You heard me." Anxiety hissed and the guard stepped forward but one of the guards behind him pulled him back

"We seem to be uninformed, could you enlighten us so that we can treat you accordingly?" The man asked and Anxiety turned to him, straightening his posture and staring evenly at the man.

"Anxiety of the Dark Sides," he announced and the guards stiffened

"Did he say Dark Sides?" one guard whispered to the other next to him. Roman blinked at the terrified reaction they had towards Anxiety now. He had never heard of the Dark Sides but based on how the guards were reacting they must have been important.

"M-My apologies. I shall personally inform the Baron that you are here." the guard bowed deeply and then disappeared. Anxiety shifted his weight and to anyone else, it would appear he was being impatient but to Roman, he was close enough to see how Anxiety's hands trembled as they clung to the rope. Roman frowned and tugged on the rope that tied his hands together causing Anxiety to flinch and turn towards him. He let out a snarl and Roman took a step back out of surprise

"Keep still scum." he hissed to keep up appearances. Roman caught the look in the other's eyes though and he could tell he was crumbling. 

"I am no scum!" Roman shouted back and Anxiety stepped closer just as Roman expected him to. He subtly reached out and took the other's hand, his gaze not leaving Anxiety's dark purple eyes. There was a flash of confusion that crossed his eyes then it disappeared. Anxiety pulled away and Roman released his hand, he hoped that was enough to let him know that he wasn't alone. 

"The Baron will see you now." the guard announced as he stepped out of the door.

"Took you long enough." Anxiety growled and Roman had to hold back a laugh. That was probably the most in-character thing Anxiety had said up to that point. They walked into the mansion and Roman tried to hide the awe as he looked around. He wasn't sure if he should feel impressed or terrified by the number of weapons the baron had decorating his walls. There were hundreds of swords, knives, maces, and javelins. If he was there to visit he would have asked about a sword that looked very different from the others. It had a black grip made out of cloth or rope, he couldn't tell and the blade was curved lightly. Anxiety tugged on the rope around his hands and he realized he had stopped