Minecraft Diaries Zane x Reader | Changed

Ice Shards

I was as tired as tired could get. My eyes gaining bags under them. I walked down the ghost town of O'Khasis late at night. Practically floating to Zane's manor. A large place with guards all around. One spotted me and he charged and brought his sword up to my neck. "What is your business here?" He pressed the side of his blade slightly into my throat causing crimson liquid to stain it, dribbling down the silver of the blade. "I'm here to visit the High Priest," I excused, looking him up and down. He snarled at me viciously, words full over venom, "Go home woman."
"That will not be necessary," Zane said. My eyes darted to his. "Sir!" The guard brough his sword off my neck, causing the blood to trail down my neck. The guard moved aside and Zane looked me up and down protectively. His eye fell on my neck. Next thing I knew, the guard was lying on the ground. Unconscious. "Sir?!" I gasped in shock, realizing how fast he had overtook him. "He always messed up. It was his last strike as well. And plus, I cannot allow my new follower to die," with one hand he cupped my face gently, "That'd be such a waste." My face was flaming hot by now. Things were moving, way, way too quickly for me to understand at that time. He removed his hand from my face and he pulled me by the arm into his manor. As soon as we were inside he closed the door. I looked around the foyer. "Moving on," he said as he continued to drag me somewhere. I just realized how charming his blue eye was.
They reminded me of shards of ice.
"As you can clearly see, I live here alone. It makes me think, why do I have so much space just for one person. Then I remember, isolation."
My eyes were cast downwards. He was right. While we walked I saw not one guard. But so many rooms. I was still fazed by the sudden death of that guard. Or at least it looked like he was dead. "Sir, I-,"
"It's Zane when we're alone together."
"Well, Zane, I'm just concerned-,"
"About the guard? Don't fret, I did not harm him too badly. But he is fired."
"I'm also worried about you." He stopped in his tracks and turned to look at me.
"Worried?  I've never had anyone except my mother worry about me before," he looked down avoiding eye contact.
"Zane, I-," I couldn't finish before he let go and uncovered the lower part of his face. He got closer to me. I realised how handsome he was, even more so than before. He once again cupped my face.
~Zane's POV~
I looked her in her stunning, preposessing eyes. I couldn't believe it. I was falling for her. 'No, I will not allow myself to become weak! Especially not over this woman!' My gaze hardened into a more stern one. I removed my hand from her face causing a slight look of hurt in her eyes. I felt a strange feeling, one I wasn't quite used to. I turned around and once again covered the lower part of my face. "I apologize, (Y/N)," I felt my fave begin to heat and looked at my feet and continued to walk. 

And walk.

And walk..

The walking had gone on so long, it was like a drawl. So boring, I barely remembered what happened.

We finally made it time my conference room. It was laughable. Just the last year, I stood here with my brother, but now he's gone from O'Khasis. But he was not dead, far from it. I knew my brother was not dead. I could feel it in my chest. I longdd to see him again, feeling a strange sadness course through my veins.

It was really amusing to me. Both Nicole and Garroth ran off, or as others said, were dead. But if they had simply married, if they did, what a thought! O'Khasis and Scaleswind may have finnaly become one. They could have been the biggest village in the Tu'La and the Ru'an! No one could have stopped us! 

But then, the bigger the village grew, the more people would try to tear it down to its knees. Peace, peace it what they needed. But with more power they gained, wouls come more threats, which would have meant less peace. Even with magnute amounts power, there still would have been less peace. Even if they would have balanced in the center there would have, there will never permanently be peace. We tried our absolute hardest to give our citizens some sense. But I felt bad. It's like putting wool over their eyes. Like we're sugarcoating them like children. 

But we couldn't sugar coat them forever.