Guys, imagine thisss:
In that moment, all of Japeth’s worst fears came true.
Before he could react, before he could even think to deploy his scims against the intruder, Aric’s enraged cry rang through the air.
Japeth’s gaze dropped down just in time to watch a hand strike from the shadows. The glint of a blade flashed through the darkness, and Japeth watched in utter horror as the knife plunged into Aric’s gut.
No…NO!
Japeth lurched forward, and the shadowed intruder extracted the knife from Aric’s gut with sickening ease. A torrent of blood spilled down Aric’s black breeches, staining through his sleeveless black shirt.
Japeth raised his hand this time, intent on taking matters into his own hands. He felt a surge of power course through his veins as he prepared to unleash a flurry of magic that would strike Aric’s would-be-murderer down.
But nothing happened as if his magic was all but blocked inside him like a dam holding back a current.
Japeth knelt at Aric’s side, pressing his hand against Aric’s pale cheek. Aric’s violet gaze was watery and Japeth could see the all-consuming rage storming across his expression.
“Japeth,” Aric began, his voice strained as if it was taking everything in him to not pass out from the blood loss.
Then, from the shadows, the intruder stepped forward.
Japeth spun around, pressing his back against Aric’s violet gaze in a desperate attempt to protect his boyfriend. But he wasn’t at all prepared for the sight before him.
The intruder stepped from the darkness, and Japeth’s gaze took in the intruder’s god awful shiny golden boots, their blue pants and matching gold and blue jacket printed with lions.
Then, Japeth took in the intruder’s face, and he swore it wasn’t now immortal, his heart would’ve stopped.
Because in front of Japeth stood a boy Japeth knew all too well. A boy he’d loved dearly. A boy who’d he thought was gone for good.
“Hello, brother,” Rhian said.
