A Prince Has Got to Slay

Chapter Ten: Jolly Good Show

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The axe was left on the ground, the tip of the blade light purple. Roman stared at, breathing heavily. He almost died at the hands of someone who was supposed to have his trust with that very weapon. But Patton saved him. Patton had tears streaming down his face, his lance stained with the blood of the traitor. Logan foxed his glasses and Valerie stared at the axe, as if Shen was in a trance. Roman sat up, Patton falling by his side and hiding his face in his shoulder, crying. He almost killed someone for the first time. The guilt and pain is immeasurable. Roman knew that pain. He felt it when he was seven.

There were no words for the situation. Roman moved Patton from his side to in front of him and hugged him tight right there on the ground, consoling him. He rubbed small circles on his back and made sure that he knew he was still a good person even though he hurt someone, and that he protected Roman which he was very thankful for. Logan and Roman Both watched as Valerie bent down to look at the axe. Curious, she grabbed the handle. She nearly felt over in surprise when she found it so easy to pick up. Logan gasped, looking at the book. Words we're writing themselves in. Patton looked up and saw Valerie holding Amatista Cuarzo. 

"Valerie, the Devine weapon wants you. You have been chosen despite not being of Transylvanian blood. I don't understand. This is unheard of! Incomprehensible! Un"

Roman gave Logan a look that could kill, telling him to shut up befor ehe makes him. He held Patton in his lap, giving him physical affection to act as comfort. Patton sniffled and wiped his eyes, redacting his lance to small size and hiding it away. Valerie just held the silver axe dropped in poison, in awe. She swing it with ease, no heaviness or fatigue plaguing her body. Roman looked at the tower, seeing several shilouettes in the very top Window. Roman's face went pale when he saw a very familiar hat shape and the shape of a boardsword in their hand. They were here?! Roman gulped.

"We're going to need you to use that axe, Valerie. Guess who's back."

Everyone glanced at wherever Roman was focused on. Logan and Patton were confused, but Valerie was filled with dread. The upside was that Joan wasn't here to get injured this time. They were in Galactica managing the remaining people of both kingdoms. The Conquerer Of Dolus's army could still be setting fire to everything in their path, but at least they knew where the leader was so they could slay them and finish this war. That is what every part of Roman hoped and prayed for.

Roman let go of Patton, scooting slightly to the side before standing up and drawing his sword. He has to be brave and strong. He has to Be the hero that he was conditioned to be, her failed to be. Roman wanted this entire ordeal to be over. He wanted that more than anything. The four of them got on guard, Patton whimpering as his lance returned to normal size, when they saw that woman from before with another woman. The second woman had a dual katana to contradict the legendary slim sword Roman wielded. Both of them looked behind furious, ready to kill. The one that was here before more than the other.

But the two stood down once someone emerged from the castle, jumping down from the highest window and land in front on their feet. Oh no. Roman took a step back, face entirely going white. Valerie gripped the new weapon in her hand, baring her teeth and ready to fight. The sorcerer was here. And with a snap, they were gone. But everyone was gone. Roman felt his stomach churn. He whipped his head around. The only person that was with him was Valerie. Those two women, Logan, and Patton had disappeared. The Sorcerer held Valerie, pinning her against them.  

"This was unexpected. Your little peasant girl managed to pick up the Amatista Cuarzo. Only Virgil was supposed to do that. I must say, I'm impressed. Though I expected that runt to die, I never expected their peasant girl to get so powerful. Your little friend Patton is having such a good time right now. But I have some business to finish with you two filthy Romanians."