Continued: Sent to hunt a sorcerer.

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But what if I do?

Ah, the king would kill me!

What if I like him?

He just seems so.... so cute.

Taking a closer look, I could see he had caramel colored eyes. They were beautiful.

Face it. I like him. I might even love him. But I have to kill him. But I care too much. I don't want to kill him.

Ugh. Maybe..... I could introduce myself? Ya know what? I'm not even going to follow the king orders. I'm going to talk to him.

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I hoped off of the branch into the window, landing with not a sound.

Walking over to him slowly, I slow reached for his shoulder. About to tap it, he startles me with two words.

" Hello there. "

" Wha- how do you know I was here? "

" I've learned to listen to the silence, your foot steps were easy to hear. And I knew you were coming, Brice. "

" How do you know my name? "

Looking up from his book, he smiled.

" I'm a sorcerer. I know all. "

" Wow, uh.., that's creepy. "

" I also know you came here to kill me."

" Oh, yeah. The king said you killed almost half our men. "

" Yeah, well, I haven't been out of my tower in a couple of weeks. "

" But.... "

" Besides, weren't you suppose to kill me already? "

" Well I.... "

" Well? "

" I... I can't! "

Backing up, I jumped out of the window, only to be grabbed by a hand.

" Don't leave yet. "

" I have to leave, let me go! "

I tried to throw a ender pearl, but I couldn't.

" No, your staying. "

I sighed and gave up.

" Your very stubborn. "

" I know. "

Sitting down in the windowsill, he smiled.

" Ok. What do you want? "

" Come on, take off the face cover. "

He reached for my face cover of my suit, I swatted his hand away.

" No, I barely know you."

" I basically already know what you look like, just take it off. You can trust me, can't you? "

" I don't know.... "

" Then can I see your hair? "

" My hair looks stupid. It's too blonde and defies gravity. "

" Then it looks great. Just take it off, I won't judge. "

I just stared into hi eyes, thinking.

' Maybe... I feel like I can trust you. '

" Fine. "

Sliding off my hood, my hair poking out.

" Are you happy? "

" Very. It looks awesome. "

I blushed under my face cover, luckily he didn't see.

" Yeah, well. I better be going, the king will be suspecting me. "

" And what will you tell him? 'Oh, I let him go.' Hmm? "

" Umm.... I'll tell him I couldn't find you. "

" Whatever you want. "

" Wait. Why are you so kind to me? Couldn't you have used your powers and killed me? "

" Well, I guess so. But I didn't. What else did the king say about me? "

" That's classified information. "

" Ok, whatever. Well, I gotta go to bed. Now, you go tell your 'king' that you couldn't find me. I will see you later "

I nodded, jumping out of the window and landing with a quiet thud.

Running off into the darkness, I crossed the bridge that lead to the sorcerers' tower.

I looked back at the tall stone tower.

'Wait, did I ask him his name?'

' No! I didn't. Dang it! I'll ask him next time '

Sighing, I walked down the path that lead out of the area to the village.

I took off my face cover and my beanie. The villagers knew who I was, and they felt pity on me for working with the king. But a job is a job, and you have to do it.

Fluffing up my hair, I tried to make myself look better.

" 'Ello Brice! "

The blacksmith was one of my friends.

I always helped him with something, wether it was armor, weapons, or just smelting.

" Hello Bernie. "

( yes, the blacksmiths name is Bernie. I thought it might be a good fit )

Walking along the gravel path, I notice Nooch fixing one of the street lights.

" Hey Nooch. "

" Huh? Oh, hey- "

The ladder wobbled and fell.

I ran at light speed and held out my arms, catching him.

He was covering his eyes and breathing hard.

" Are you ok? "

" Am I dead? "

" No. "

He uncover his eyes and hugged me.

" My god. Thank you. You saved my life! "

" Your welcome. "

" Can you take me home? "

" Yes, of course. "

( there will be no Goldless and/or Noochsolace in this. Sorry. )

( I'm sorry. I have to stop here. But I will continue it later. Baiiiiiii!)

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