Crimson Crown

Chapter One- Stranger Danger!

The cottage was rundown wooden, with only nails supporting it, it made the cottage more fixed. There were cloths covering the broken windows, holes could be seen in the walls. Vines were covering the roof, with bright roses. Giving a fantasy-like feeling. The man's shoulders slumped a bit as he peered towards the window. Seeing no lights, the man staggered as he pushed open the barely-locked-door. The door slammed into the floor as the man tripped and fell over, laying down on the floor. The man's vision was hazy, and he saw silhouettes moving. The man's last thought before fainting was: Dang it.

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Noah kept turning in his bed, feeling restless. He faced the ceiling in a daze, before turning to look at Caine. The dog was still asleep, even snoring softly. Noah silently snorted, as he abruptly sat up. He got off the bed silently, afraid to wake up Caine. He was about to go outside of the bedroom before hearing a loud noise. More like something banging. Noah froze. He took a step back before turning behind. Caine was also awake. He tilted his head. Noah put a finger in his lips, hush. Caine stayed quiet.
Noah gulped before leaning his ear towards the door. Silence.

All he could hear was silence. Noah sweated bullets, it was even more frightening when it became eery silent. Noah continued to listen for like an eternity before deciding to peek through the door. Although Noah can't see the whole thing, he could see moonlight illuminating through the empty space that used to be a door. Noah silently cursed. Dang! My precious door! Just as Noah was mourning over his door, he spotted a a body on the floor. Noah's face blanked. He fully opened the door before blankly walking over to the body. He mindlessly continued to look down at the body, his pupils shaking. No... No way!! A body?? A corpse!?  Noah subconsciously took a step back. No! There's no way I can let a dead body in my house! After insanely pondering on what to do, Noah decided to inspect the body. Noah knelt down and reached his hands to grab the person's wrist. His hand froze in midair. He hesitated, what if this person was... A female? Wouldn't it be invading privacy? Noah shooked his head. No! I cannot let this person die!

Noah grabbed the person's wrist, sensing a faint pulse, Noah immediately got to work. He first tried to carry the body, but he felt that this body was insanely sturdy and heavy. Noah immediately assumed that this person was definitely a man. Noah was able to carry the man with the help of Caine. Thanks to the dog. Noah gently out down the man in the bed as he could possibly do. Then Noah took off the man's clothes one by one until his sturdy chest was naked. His toned abs gleamed with a bronze hue. The sharp V-lines made the body more defined. The man's skin tone was tad bit tan. Anyone would drool over this body, but Noah just merely glanced at it as he focused on the wound. The wound looked like someone stabbed the man. The blood continued to bleed, but there seems something wrong. Noah narrowed his eyes as he leaned forward to inspect the wound more closely. There were purple spider webs surrounding the hole, it glowed dangerously. The blood also seemed darker than usual, almost black. Noah's brows furrowed. Noah glanced at the face, still covered with a mask. Oops. Noah gently took off the mask, to reveal a bloodied face. Noah almost jumped to the ceiling. Noah inspected the face before sighing. Goodness gracious! Thank goodness it's not his blood! Noah was about to order Caine to grab a basin of clear water, and some clean towel. But looks like the dog already prepared all of those. Noah thumbs up to the dog. And the dog barked happily.

Noah decided to treat the wound first. Judging from the spider webs, excessive sweating, and black blood... It is likely that it is Spider lily poison. This kind of poison is extremely fatal. Even to ability users. If not treated immediately, it would result to blood loss. This poison twists your blood vessels. Making it extremely painful.

There is no specific cure yet, but there are effective methods in getting the poison. The most effective and simplest method was by sucking the the poison out. Other methods required tools, herbs ect.

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"Dang it," Noah grumbled. Although it is disgusting, it is effective. My dignity... No use in crying over spilt milk, so Noah put his lips in the wound, and started sucking on it. The man groaned in pain, but Noah ignore it as he wanted this to be over. After that process, Noah immediately spat out the poison and cleansed his mouth with water. Noah saw the wound was finally normal. Just still some bleeding. Noah grabbed a soaked towel and wiped the blood, then he grabbed a jar. Honey lemon. He poured it over the wound and wrapped the wound with bandages.

After bandaging the wound, Noah grabbed another soaked towel and wiped the face of the man. Noah could now clearly see the face of this man. Dark eyebrows, prominent nose, sharp jawline, thick eyelashes, silky black-as-raven hair drenched in sweat. The man was constantly frowning, furrowed eyebrows. Noah can't see the eyes as they were closed.

Noah felt weird. A very handsome stranger came barging in. He felt that this stranger was no ordinary man. And he could be dangerous. Noah rummaged through the things the stranger carried with. A big pouch of coins, a map, two daggers, and lastly a small sword ornament. Noah especially observed the ornament, he felt that this was a powerful artifact.

Noah's suspicions were right. He was an assassin. He glanced briefly at the daggers before holding them. Noah wanted to be prepared, who knows what will happen when this stranger-assassin wakes up.

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One day and a half passed by, Caine and Noah continued their usual routine. They played, eat, and slept. Though Noah still held vigilance. Noah would briefly observe the sleeping beauty. Caine would occasionally snuff the man's hand. And of course, Noah changed his pants and underwears, and cleaned the man's body whenever the man started sweating. Noah felt very peaceful. If you were to ignore the fact that he was taking care of a stranger, everything felt normal. But alas, peace was sometimes short-lived.

Just as Noah was sitting beside the bed, observing him, the man's eyelids quivered. His finger also twitching. Noah sat up in his chair, gripping a dagger behind his back. The man slowly opened his eyes, before blinking several times. Then once the man was fully conscious, Noah immediately pressed a dagger against his neck. His hand pushing down the man's shoulder. The man narrowed his eyes as he stared at Noah. His sharp icy blue eyes piercing Noah. Noah can see flecks of indigos, and white blues in the eyes. "Is this how you treat an injured guests?" The man's deep voice rumbled.

Noah raised a brow, "Well, I just brought a complete stranger to my house. And yet, treated his injuries. So why are you complaining?" He said. The stranger chuckled coldly. "I guess you are right." Then the man swiftly threw the dagger from Noah's hand and pulled him to the bed and forcefully put him under the stranger.

Everything happened so quickly that Noah couldn't react in time. By the time he became alert, he was already under the man. Trapped. The man held tightly his wrists. While his other hand pushed Noah's chest. The man stared at Noah expressionlessly before asking, "You. Why did you help me?"