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FOOTSTEPS ECHOE IN THE Dark hall, which is only a bit dim lighted. Seals are adorning the stony and musty walls.
A grin spreads on the blonde's lips as he hears the footsteps, recognizing them even from a long distance. His head is tilted down, his blue eyes glancing to the ground. The white shirt of his is torn, revealing his torso slightly. His wounds are gone, the skin looking like nothing happened to him at all. Handcuffs around his wrists are holding him on a wall tightly.
"I'm flattered to receive a visit from you." he scoffs, looking up at the person, who is none other than his sister.
The brown haired female looks at him with a glare, her arms propped on her waist in a dominant and confident manner. Her pair of hazel eyes pierce his and her cold aura is causing him to feel uneasy. However, everything he shows her is a cunning grin. A grin she wants to punch out of his face.
"What the fuck have you thought when you planned all this?" she asks calmly with a low voice. "Did you wait for the right moment? All those years?"
He laughs, the tone of his voice sending a cold shiver down her spine.
"Of course not." he chuckles, "I waited for you to die in the hands of that blindfolded guy."
His statement confuses her and she narrows her brows at him, her reaction causes him to grin even more. He sighs, shifting a bit in his position, causing the handcuffs to make a slight noise.
"You know, after you died ten years ago I was the king." he begins with a dark tone in his voice. "I got the title I longed for." His expression darkens, his eyes piercing hers.
"But then, weeks ago, you suddenly appeared again and that.. fucked me up." he speaks calmly but she can sense how difficult it is for him to hold his growing anger back. He grits his teeth, trying to remain smug as anger fills his veins.
"But then I saw you with that sorcerer and I knew - he is going to kill you soon."
She listens carefully, musing his expression closely. Her arms crossed in front of her chest and her lips pressed together slightly. A strand of her dark brown hair tickles her forehead. Thus, she blows it out of her face.
"I guess I was wrong." he utters, a mocking grin appearing on his lips again. "Seems like he has a soft spot for you."
The female looks at him, startled and irritated. She narrows her brows. "What the hell are you talking about?" she asks firmly. "You don't know nothing about our relationship! We're just like.. colleagues."
The blonde laughs lightheartedly and amusedly, his white and straight teeth exposed by his parted lips. He looks at her while laughing genuinely, causing her to roll her eyes. "That's.. that's actually the funniest thing you've ever said." he chuckles, slowly calming down as if she has just told him the funniest joke ever.
