Chapter 3

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Even more days passed. The High Priestess Aphmau or her guards hadn't shown their faces ever since the “Incident”. He will not give himself up for some petty made up crime. He was not hiding anyone but himself.

He couldn't bare not wearing his mask. Most of his Face was covered, His thick, dark black hair was covering his blind left eye and his black mask was covering his freckled lower face. The only part that was showing was his right light blue eye. He had too see after all. He also normally wore a grey short sleeve and black ripped pants and a red cape of a Lord.

He still had to make sure Laurence hasn’t killed anyone. Not like he wouldn't. He was EVIL. Threatening his people with his PATHETIC good looks. Him impressing all the Ladies with his guard skills. Why was a man in power with beautiful golden brown hair always Popular.

Zane had not realized that he was actually whispering, and Laurence heard all of it and said

“Jealous of this HOT guard! Eh Zane. HA! I bet all your villagers like me better than you. HA!

Zane was getting angry and Laurence noticed this and taunted him more  “You angry bro! You angry!  You wanna beat up this beautiful bod? But you can't touch it! AHHHHHHHHHH!  Laurence said while dancing around Zane.

Zane took his black sword and held it against

Laurence's throat and said
“Say one more word, Try me say one word.”
Time came running and said

“ZANE STOP! We can't have you getting into more trouble! Even though the trouble your in is fake, we can't have you getting into real trouble!”

Zane took a deep breath and said “Time. Your right. I am sorry Laurence. I have a bit of a temper.”

Laurence gave Zane a dirty look and said
“You should control that temper. Toddles!”

Laurence walked off and Zane went to his house in a rage that know one could get near without being backing away slowly

Laurence will pay. If it was up to Zane, Laurence will die a horrible death. All of them were horrible people. Laurence, his taunting, Garroth his stupidity, Katelyn her arrogance and The High Priestess Aphmau. She has  power she shouldn't have. She was the problem. She tained the Jury of 9, Phoenix Drop and the whole Lord Isaac's Faith. They were Dangerous, Power hungry, and cold people. The worst kind if people in power. The bad thing was, everyone praised them. Everyone loved them. Even his own Village.

But never mind on cold ruthless people. He had a Wedding to plan. He needed to get outfits, cake and a priest. Priest was done. Outfits he could get from Cadenza, Cake from a bakery somewhere. He finally got to go check on his Village, with no evil person stopping him.

“Lord Zane, How you doing.” Molly said.

Molly had beach blond hair and always wore a white dress, her eyes a deep dark cactus green. She was Alexis’s mom and Dales wife.

“I am fine. How is little Alexis doing?” Zane asked wonderingly.

“She's fine, She love that Laurence over their” Molly said while nodding towards Laurence, who was giving him a death glare.

“Goooood. Good to see you guys getting along with them.” Zane said bitterly.

“You alright their? You're faced just switched to angriest face I have ever seen in a person? Do you not trust Laurence? You know as Lord you can just kick them out, right?” Molly said looking at Zane.

“Of course I don’t trust them, I just don’t trust people in power. I’ve always thought that.” Zane said reminiscing.

“Ah. Yes. I understand.” Molly said.

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