Sacrifice

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She layed on the couch sick and getting worse

Aphmau had gotten really sick. Deathly sick. Garroth panicked. He did as much as he could and tried his hardest to be strong for his dying wife. But at nights when he layed in bed alone and hearing her small, weak, coughs, he broke. He would cry for all her pain.

One day he was walking by an alley and was pulled in. He looked and saw a hooded figure who ran, Garroth being a guard, followed the figure. They hopped through an invisible door and appeared in a smokey room with a cauldron sitting in the center. The figure stood above it and looked in.

"I hEaR yOuR wIfE sIcK?"

"Y-yes...."

"WeLl I cAn HeLp, BuT mAgIc CoMeS wItH a PrIcE..."

"And that is..."

"WhEn ShE iS cUrEd, ShE wOn'T rEmEmBeR yOu"

"I have to do this for her...ok...I'll do it"

The witch mixed a potion and filled a lavender bottle half way. She put a cork in the top and handed it to Garroth

"ShE jUsT nEeDs To DrInK tHiS"

"Thank you"

Garroth left and looked at the bottle.

It's for her life

He lightly jogged to his house and walked in. Aphmau was laying on the couch wit a cold cloth sitting on her forehead. Garroth walked over and kneeled by her side.

"Hey honey.." He whispered. Aphmau weakly smiled and turned to look at him

"Hi..." She whispered. Garroth looked at the bottle one more time and returned his gaze on Aphmau

"I have some medicine...just know...I love you..."

The bottle read

The user will drink and pass out for a few minutes. They must be in an unfamiliar place and once they are out they will forget their past life.

Garroth helped Aphmau up.

"You need some fresh air..." He whispered. The two walked to a small clearing in the woods. Garroth pulled oiut the bottle and sat Aphmau down so she wouldn't hit her head when she passed out.

"Aphmau, I love you with all my heart..."

"And I love you Garroth...."

Garroth kissed Aphmau and made sure he got the most oiut of what could be their last kiss. He handed her the bottle. With one swig, Aphmau fell to the ground out cold. Garroth picked up her hand and slipped of her wedding ring.

"I'm sorry, this is the only way you'll live..." He swallowed his tears and walked away. He ran to his post right outside the village with Zenix. He attempted conversation.

"Yeah, the whole village has gone crazy since the old lord passed..."

He heard some light footsteps and looked at his wife who waked up to the two.

"My name is Garroth and you are?"

"Aphmau"

"Pleasure to meet you Lady Aphmau"

If only she knew....

A/N If you didn't understand what just happened I made it so that it ended where MD starts. I thought it was neat so....yeah! Love you all byeeee!!!!

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