The Infernal : The Rise Of A King (K.TH)

Ch 33: Lord Rodrick

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''Raif.'' His name left my lips without a second thought however looking at his tender smile....it all felt unfamiliar. He reached his hand to me, and I held it. Rough with scars but the small clench he gave it made my lips curve into a small smile. He pulled me along with him and we wandered through this endless forest. There was no smell or sound, not even a gust of wind hitting my face. It seems I fail to remember what it was like that day. However, his tall figure was so vivid in my mind. Raif was the type of person to make people look down at their feet before passing him. 

He loved showing off his muscular body. Wearing sleeveless tops and tight leather equipment. His sword was always visible at his side, it made strangers fear him. However, he is nothing like that...he doesn't like violence, and he is loved dearly by everyone that knows him. Just like right now...that's what I remember, but looking at his broad back guiding me I can't seem to put any feelings down with me.

Because it's just a memory...

I wonder Raif...if I find you. How will I feel?

In my memory, we sat by the lake that day. We talked and ate and I cut his hair for his long black locks were covering his sight. Revealing his warm honey-brown eyes. His head rested in my hands and that's when it all crumbled down. 

Looking at the crowded street in front of me made me feel empty in some sense. What is Raif to me? Is he still alive? What if I will never be able to find him? 

I scribbled all my memories vaguely down in a notebook I carried in my satchel. I was scared of forgetting them all again. Thanks to them...I came here to Wealdstone. I remember a name, a friend he used to tell me about. 

''R-Rodri...'' I wasn't sure if I remembered correctly as I muttered the male his name. I have never seen him in my memories, all I recall is Raif exchanging letters with this individual and that he lives in Wealdstone. 

I don't know what their relationship is, or if they still keep in contact after these passing years. But right now finding this Rodri is the only lead I have. 

Shouting and loud noises filled my ears. The marketplace was as crowded as the day I arrived. I glimpsed at the familiar jewelry stand that Taehyung and I were supposed to meet at tonight.

I hope he is doing okay.

I can't seem to shake off the look he held in his eyes, as he begged me to take him with me. He has changed and is willing to change even more. It made my heart clench but not with discomfort. It was giving away how proud I am of him. Looking down at my linen pants made another memory pop into my mind. The day I wore a servant's dress for the first time, sometimes it feels like it was just yesterday. When I met him...how he had those innocent eyes when he looked at me. The genuine curiosity he spoke with when asking me things about a world he has never seen. His fragile heart.....

Right now he has suffered heartache. He is aware of the danger lurking outside his castle walls. However, he is stubborn and bold. His muscles got bigger and his hair grew longer. He is shaping into a leader. Once again a warm sensation began to spread through my chest. I placed my hand down rubbing it with my knuckles but it wouldn't settle down. Sometimes when I'm with Taehyung it's hard not to feel restless. I get swept away by even the slightest smile or gaze, so putting distance is the only way for me to handle it. 

I told him to push his feelings down, but why does it seem like I'm struggling the most with this? 

I got snapped out of my thoughts the moment I sensed something alarming from behind me. I stepped away to the side dodging a female who stumbled my way.