Aphmaus Proposal

She is all I need.

I need to tell him.

I can't.

I need to let him know.

I can't.

I need him to understand.

He can't.

He wouldn't be able to process the information correctly and, instead, he would run before originally planned.

Laurance, you need to get out there and be a lord. You can't let Aphmau's last request be a waste.

You need to avenge her.

I start to get out of my bed in the old guard tower. My heavy body slowly being lifted.

I was wearing a black, long sleeved shirt. My hair being a sloppy mess, though I didn't pay attention to the knots tangled in my rusty brown hair.

I put on my new lord attire over top of my shirt, its heaviness weighing down on me even more than my depression.

On my body, it had on a long jacket with the solid color being an off white, almost eggshell. It had a boarder along the outside in dark, rich purple. It was made of a very humble material, not being too flashy, but just enough to be noticed of higher status. The fabric was thin, landing at my knees.

The back of the coat had a symbol on it being known as the Phoenix Drop symbol. It had a dark purple, such as the color before, shaped exactly like Irene's symbol to represent who we were much influenced by. In the fore ground, there was a flying dove representing our love of peace.

When Aphmau departed Phoenix Drop, we felt the urgency to create an emblem for Phoenix Drop since the sudden recognition of the village. We decided upon this in honor of the best lord Phoenix Drop has been given. Irene for Aphmau's belief, the dove for her passion for tranquillity and peacefulness, and purple for her admiration with the color.

I soon came back to reality to discover my eyes' facing my old guard armor. The cape flowing gracefully with the wind, it still looking as in good shape as it was before. My mind began racing with the spectacular memories I made, we made together.

And the one horrid memory engrained inside me for eternity.

Those days are gone. Goodbye, guard Laurance, and hello Lord Laurance.

I equipped my sword, its green emerald blade blinding me.

Time to face the world.

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10: 35 A.M

"We need to ambush."

Dante pushed down on the table, his palms turning pale. His words held much meaning and power.

Dante's words were with force, his face turning pale from the pressure of his hand against the oak wood table.

"We can't."

My words were short and faint with a deep, solid tone. It was like a violinist bowing their G string on staccato.

"Laurance! Why can't we?! Force is the only way of breaking through! You know words are only sounds to them! It means nothing."

There was a pause between each word in his last sentence.

Silence filled the air. No one made a sound. If a pin dropped it would sound as if a volcano had just erupted.

"If we don't break in, Aphmau will be trapped there to marry the enemy, to marry Zane."

I can't...or else.

There was silence.

You can't.

My hands were trembling, my vision blurred.

You...can't.

A vision of Aphmau started to form in front of me. Her perfect smile was in place. Her eyes were shimmering.

Aphmau...

Flames started to burn. My pain felt like an incinerator as a figure started to appear within the mist. He had a robe with the O'Khasian symbol lying on the front.

Zane.

He started to take her away from me, grasping her hand.

You can't.

The murrage then began to transform into the cobblestone floor I was once fixated on, the pain being diminished slowely, but never truely gone.

He won't.

The silence was about to become more than just a dramatic pause. My mind was in a frantic condition trying to uncover any possible solution to the problem. For the solution to the problem.

"Dante, if we break in with force, the war Aphmau would have been avoiding would come back. Everything she did, the sacrifice she made, would have been useless."

I needed to let her leave for something. I can't let the woman I love to have become absent from my life for the sake of leaving.

"Laurance, this is not about her sacrifice anymore. She is an important asset to this village, and without her, Phoenix Drop would be crashing down."

His voice was firm and harsh. He was neglecting the fact of the choosing of your words. He was just stating the facts with no sugar coating.

The next words he spoke came as a surprise to me. The words hit me hard, as if I was in the world championships for wrestling and had just gotten knocked out by my opponent.

His words hit like a bullet to my brain.

"Laurance, it is time you start acting like a lord."

My body became numb, my mind being useless. My breathing was becoming staggered. Almost as if oxygen was starting to be a scarce element in the universe.

All of the objects in my surrounding environment were fusing together into one.

Survival soon became my main priority instead of it being instinctual. My mind could only focus on one thing. It was the one thing that really mattered in this specific moment.

Aphmau.

I don't understand why, but I could only think of her. I should be worrying about my life, but I am thinking only of her.

I am thinking of my light in the darkness.

My north star in the heavens.

My angel in the Nether.

But most importantly, my reason of living.

She is the one who keeps me surviving, not the oxygen I inhale or the fluids I drink, but her.

What truely keeps me standing here today is love because that is the only thing I need.

She is the only one I need.

Author's note-

Good, right? Well, at least better. I liked it! Just got back from voice thirty minutes ago-scratch that, one hour ago and finished this as soon as possible!

Thank you guys so much for show tunning in, and I hope you enjoyed!

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