Where love rules [COMPLETED]

Chapter 32: KIMBLE?

-Darkstalker-

He felt lonely. He was lonely. Sitting on his silver throne, alone. If only Silverheart was her for him, here with him.

He missed her. He had to find a spell to bring her back. He needed to! If only these stupid dragonets would die faster! Or mentally break easier. He needed to concentrated on his animus rooms, he couldn't use any of his magic until he can stop the magic he was giving to the rooms.

He started writing the spells he could use to bring Silverheart back. His mind swirled with possibility. He needed her back, the one at the start of their relation, stress-free, beautiful, loyal, his Silverheart.
Not the one she turned to be after falling for that monster. She became different, always stressed about how she looked, a liar and barely talked to Darkstalker.
*Start flash back*
"Hey, Darkstalker? Are you there?"
"I'm here, please don't talk so loudly, father might hear you," Darkstalker whispered to Silverheart.
"He won't, stop worrying so much!" she said, touching his snout playfully.
Darkstalker smiled.
"We'll be forever together right?" Silverheart asked looking away.
"Of course, now I have to tell you to stop worrying!" Darkstalker said, kissing the nightwing on her cheek.
They laughed in each other's wings.
Darkstalker looked at Silverheart. Remember this moment, it's special, he told himself.
-three moons later-
"How could you!" Darkstalker bellowed.
"It's not what you think! I swear, Darkstalker listen!" Silverheart tried to calm her boyfriend.
"Is it not? You...him, you and him, it is what I saw! You and him!" He cried.
"He must pay! We are supposed to be together, he ruined it! He did it all! It's his fault, he must pay!" Darkstalker growled.
"No, wait, it's not his fault! It's mine, stop, Darkstalker, listen!" Silverheart cried as he left for blood.
He must pay, he must die. Without him, Silverheart would be Darkstalker's.
*End flash back*
"Silverheart, oh dear, Silverheart. We'll be happy together, you'll see. I promise. I'll bring you back. Back to life, back to me." Darkstalker said to himself out loud.
"I don't think so," a voice cried.
Darkstalker's eyes opened.
"Who dare?...Kimble? What? How?" He said stunned.
The sandwing stood full of courage, behind him was Moonwatcher, the nightwing.
Sorry it's super short.