Born To Die [h.s] ✎

summary:
Meet Anastasia she is very serious, this being because she is a heir and also she is a woman; and a woman as a heir has never been seen before. Now meet Harry, he is the more playful of the two, because he lacks the strong desire to be a heir and would much prefer a more fulfilling life. To experience love, pain, pleasure, and hope. These two heirs from rival kingdoms are forced to go on a quest to find the lost Sword of Aurora. The special Sword of Aurora can be used to find the truth to the many family secrets hidden in the blood that was shed over the years, and the two kingdoms are in a race to find the sword... first.

blurb:

"Anastasia you must not just jump!" Harry yelled, remaining a good distance from me, likely in fear of me having another "emotional outburst" centered at him.

I shook my head, watching the colorful leaves blow around his body in a spiral pattern, I wondered if it was a sign. "I must do this for my kingdom, I can not just give up!" I shouted in response. The loud wind muffled our voices, which made our screams sound like whispers.

Harry furrowed his eyebrows, frowning at me, and if I did not know any better I would have assumed I saw a tear rush down his cheek. "Those witches tricked us!" Harry paused, noting that I still have not moved a muscle.

Harry looked down at the ground before trailing his eyes back up to me. "You will die!"

I let out a small chuckle at his words, silly man, we all die. I shall not fear it, I am happy, I have lived a long prosperous life, why should it matter if I have die? I am a heir, but I have a little sister, who has been training under me her whole life.

If my life must be a sacrifice to get to The Sword Of Aurora then shall be it.

"Harry, when will you realize that you and I... you and I, we were born to die" I took a step back, allowing my body to fall into the wind.