Alfred stared forward blankly, people staring and whispering about him. Arthur was in front of him, his first time seeing the Brit since the game.
"Alfred... Why won't you respond to me!?" He was freaking out after Alfred had been silent for the past five minutes.
Alfred's body ached with more than pain. He wanted to cry. His heart ached to tell Arthur what had happened, but if Arthur found out. His soul would be crushed.
Arthur growled, grinding his teeth together as he lunged forward and grabbed ahold of Alfred's collar
Alfred shook slightly as the tears came flowing out, he tried to say something but all that came out was strange noises.
Arthur's angry expression melted away "Alfred... Are you ok..."
Alfred pulled away and stood up, slightly wobbly, before beginning to storm away.
Arthur simply looked around before a hand was on his shoulder "Forgive Alfred..." Gilbert.
"What's wrong with him?"
Gilbert looked down and sighed "While everyone was asleep, someone came and attacked Alfred." He shook his head "They..."
Arthur raised an eyebrow, his heart pounding in fear and worry "They what?"
"They cut out his tongue... Alfred will never speak again..."
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Rivals: Usuk Pottertalia
أدب الهواةAlfred is finally old enough to go to Illvermony School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, when his parents decided to move from America to the UK. Of course he was slightly upset, but he tried to make the most of it for himself and his twin brother, Matth...
