Forgiven, But Not Forgotten (Bajancanadian/JeromeASF) *Merome* - Discontinued -

Chapter XIII - End: Pending Friendship

Heyo! A new chapter!

Back to End thy leader's perspective. (After a long time) :D

Next chapter will be back at the kingdom, Blaise's perspective (which will be fun to write, since I like Blaise's character)

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Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this chapter!

And I'll see you in the next update!

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Back at the alliance, it was morning, the day was just beginning where everyone was busy chatting or doing their chores. All except End, who sat on a chair, cleaning her sharp, iron blade. It's been two days since Mitch came across them, and it's been two days that he has been under surveillance, yet somehow, he has not caused any trouble, which brings End to a large conclusion. Maybe, just maybe, he is not like his father. But End can not agree with it, she still doesn't trust him. Maybe Jerome or Billy or anyone else trusts him, but End doesn't.

"End? Is everything alright? You've been cleaning your sword for a long while now." Someone asked. It was Violet.

"I'm fine, Violet, it's just not glinting as much as I want it to." End replied, although part of it was not true. She did not intend to clean her sword in the first place, but she just wanted some time alone. All of the stress had gone onto her shoulders, and she just wanted some peaceful time on her own.

"Alright then, call me if you need anything." Violet said, with a bit of uncertainty in her voice.

End didn't reply, and waited for her to leave. She could hear Violet's footsteps farther and farther off, until she could hear them no more. End sighed and wrote on a scroll, but she forced herself to stop. She couldn't have been so used to work all the time, she needed to have some time to do whatever she wanted, yet she was always busy doing her duties and not focusing on doing what she actually wanted to do. End sat up from the chair, and put the scroll away in a shelf. She left the room without a word, and walked off to where everyone was. Many people greeted her, and she smiled and waved back. All she was focused on, was to leave, and once she found the exit, she did not hesitate, and she got out, climbing up farther up the mountain.

She reached the top, the sun and wind calming her nerves and stress. It made her let out a shaky sigh, and she looked around. The pine trees were at it's finest, with the wind blowing harder, making the pine trees move along with the wind. It reminded End on how close winter was approaching, sending a small shiver down her back. She sat on the edge of the mountain, hugging herself from the wind.

"End? What are you doing here?" Someone asked, which took End by surprise. She turned and saw Billy, standing near the ledge of the mountain, slowly making his way towards her.

She smiled half-heartedly, "Hi Bill."

"You did not answer my question." He said, sitting next to her.

"Well, how can I answer? I am just sitting here at my own extent." End answered, "Nothing entirely special."

"It was just a logical question, I mean, I almost never see you up here." He stated, sitting back, both of his hands on the solid, rocky ground.

"Well, I do not know how to explain it, but, I guess it's because I wanted to be distracted for a while, away from all the work." She confessed, getting ahold of a random pebble.

Billy was thoughtful, "I see, is it because the prince is here as well?"

She sighed, "Yes, him as well, and hopefully he is under surveillance."