Deception

Even After Death

This couldn't be happening! It just couldn't be!

Stiles was to frozen in shock and horror for his mind or body to grasp it. This has to be some hideous nightmare but he knew it wasn't.

He desperately wished it was.

He looked at the other servants standing with him, all were servants he was familiar with, having seen them around the Lord of Minds home.

Some wore blank expressions, a couple looked disgusted? While most looked sad. Though none were openly crying like Alicia.

The Lord of Mind moved slightly to the side, revealing none other than Daichi. He looked ill. His face sunken and frame much thinner than before.

How could someone change so much in so little time, Stiles wondered. His stomach twisted uncomfortably, he felt like he was going to be sick.

Maybe his mind couldn't figure out the horror that was about to take place or maybe he just needed to think about something else but he found himself saying to Alicia, confused "His wearing different clothes"

Alicia said shakily, after a couple of minutes composing herself "His being treated like a normal servant, only we know he worked in the Lord of Minds home"

So no one in the public new he worked directly inside the Lord of Minds home? Well...Stiles thought bitterly, it works for his Lords image, they don't want the public knowing they have a servant like that, working in his home.

So he'll die a nobody, none of the other sorcerers knowing who he really is or who his true master was.

Stiles hands clenched into fists.

He wanted to stop this.

Wanted to shout and scream.

But he didn't and he couldn't...

And he wasn't sure why.

"For tainting our Masters name, he will be faced with a swift justice. Have you any words to say?" A sorcerer Stiles did not recognise spoke, her eyes cold and she reminded him scarily of Fritz.

It took him a moment to realise she was addressing Daichi.

He scowled at her, eyes fierce.

"Dam you" He hissed.

She just nodded and walked towards him.

The air felt thick with tension and for the audience anticipation.

Alicia let out a sob and turned away.

Stiles...couldn't bring himself to close his eyes or turn away, even though he desperately wanted to.

That sorcerer that was speaking, she was his executioner Stiles realised with a sickening feeling.

She raised her hand once she got close enough to Daichi, a ruin on her palm glowed white then faded, next a white energy sprang from her hand.

It looked...like a sword.

Daichi was then forced to his knees by the Lord of Mind.

He looked down.

Stiles however could still see the quick rises and falls of his chest, breathing quickly. From fear? Anticipation? Or panic?

Probably from all three.

Stiles thought there would be more to it. Maybe some more words, or more magic, anything to prolong the inventible.

But...