He stared at himself in the cracked pocket mirror. Unaware of the upcoming mourning. Heart boiling with narcissistic rage, he grabbed his helmet, missing one green feather. He swore to himself that he would find the missing hair horned man before it would be too late.
The heavy atmosphere of the throne pressed his body down as the calm footsteps reached him. Soft hand took a grip of his metallic claw avoiding the crash out.
"Are you okay?" The small chocolate haired man asked, concerned for his royal right hand man's well being. "Yeah, never being better." The ginger assured. His calm voice, held back by white lies, convinced the King beside him. "Hey, your chest plate misses one of your medals. Don't tell me you have lost it." The brunette chuckled playfully while pointing at the tall guard's chest, which now had only 2 medals left. "No, of course not, don't worry." The mighty soldier replied.
Little did the King know what the guard had started.
How significant that one golden pride mark would be.
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No Longer Freedom
FanfictionIt's been 3 years since Tord was last seen in the Kingdom called Stardies. No one has reported anything about him after he got exiled. But little do they know that the man with caramel horns still craves for blood. He didn't get his revenge. Yet in...
