An Eminence? No, I am just a reaper (OC story)

What do you see...?

Speech =''...''

Thoughts = [........]

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...Many years ago..

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''I was not expecting you to follow me...''

Was the first thing he said as he sensed a certain familiar presence approach him from behind, the sound of her footsteps echoing softly, almost imperceptible to even the most saged hunters in the cobbled stoned ground.

Souls however were far harder to hide, and this was not the first time she had done it.

He did not need to turn around to know that the woman in questions was smiling back at him with that playful grin of hers, though at least controlling herself from it becoming a fully broad. She did not answer right away, nor he minded that she did so..., continuing to wait silently where he stood.

She soon reached him, standing right next to him as they both looked at the layout of the fields still covered under the cover of darkness, a few hours before the coming of dusk. Though both of them could see well past the shrouded veil that most mortals could not until the first beams of light arrived..

She was tall and of slender, even with her plated armour and the endless gems and golden crests embedded into it, making her more regal, even though it had lost some of its glamour as scars and scratches covered most of it by now.

Her blue eyes were glowing with a timid brightness of a fresh new sky, calm and soothing to anyone who became lost staring at them. Her golden mane was let loose behind her shoulder plates, falling down her back, resting softly against the cool metal. The wind brushing softly for a rare time without the odour of death and burnt out candles, toying with and making her hair glint like a small star under his eyes. Revealing in the process her heritage as her sharp ears were revealed to the world.

She had been his friend...

His nemesis...

And now..., perhaps something else.

''You were not expecting the war-council to end up in such a quarrel either, did you?''

Her voice was soft like the a cool breeze of summer, yet with a level of seriousness behind them that always spoke of who was in control. Her golden brows softened a bit while those desirable lips that had uttered so many orders and rallying cries time and time again parted ways to deliver a simple, though no less vexing reminder of what just happened..

His eyes narrowed behind iron helmet, a cold, rough sound of raspy air pushed out through his lungs into the cool metal.

Still, he knew he should have seen this coming..

''They are idiots..., wasting breath and time in their petty needs when everything is crumbling around us like a house of cards''

He growled, making no effort to hide his distaste and annoyance at the poor expectacle he had been witness of. War made for strange bed partners..., even more when extinction was on the line. Solidarity and patience had bred a rare kind of circumstances where freedom and

that did not mean that option did not come with its own baggage...

She nodded at him, no longer smiling though not bitter or angry as he was. She merely understood where he was coming from.

''Things are bad, but not that bad...as far as I know you came up on top from your ordeal in your side.., the enemy was fully destroyed. A big blow...''