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Amy was kneeling down next to the bedside table, she was feeling dizzy, and she felt as if she had gotten dsrugged. All she saw was the glass lamp standing on the table, she grabbed it and threw it at the assassins head, still out of breathe. The lamp didnt affect him much, it just made him angry 'great' she thought, seeing his outline gain in size, knowing that this meant he was coming closer. She got up and tried to run, but he slashed his sword straight down her back, makinng her scream in pain again, as the man re-entered the room "what the hell are you doing?" he asked, the assassin turned "she killed the other" he said, The man looked at the dead body, then nodded at the assassin to leave, he went to Amy "is this true?" she was on the floor, crippeling herslef to her feet, and sat down on the bed "yes" she replied simply.

The assassin returned with clive, pushing him into the room, the man took out his sword and with one great thrust he chopped off his head. Amy looked at it and screamed "NOOOOOOOOOO!" she limped towards clive, "no what have you done?" she asked, the man grabbed her away seeing her getting blood all over the purple dress "this is what happens when you disobey my orders" he said, Amy couldnt help it, a few tears ran down her face, though she wasnt really crying, she was more shocked, the man looked at her "i hope you learn from this" he said in a slightly raised voice.

Amy saw him come towards her, grabbing her by her shoulders....."we wed now..." he said, Amy frowned at him, "and you shall kiss me" he said, Amy looked at him, and without warning kicked him as hard as she could in his stomach, making him crouch down, she made a run for it, though she was till dizzy, the man grabbed his sword and cut the back of her leg, enabeling her to stand up on it, he pulled her towards him, holding her down "you do not want to learn, it will cost you the life of your family" she looked at him "no!" she shotued, he smiled "then obey" he threatened, she stopped fighting him, and frowned, her whole body was hurting, she had never had to endure more pain within 24 hours than on that very day

Roran stood still, listening to Amaya's words. He was glad she wasn't mad with him, but he was still angered by the fact that he hadn't recognized her. Feeling her kiss, he blushed and smiled at the same time. About to say something, she had walked away from him. Speaking to himself, he smirked, "An impulse eh? Well, that's a very nice impulse to have." Turning back to the sink, he drank more of this purified water. He wouldn't drink anything anymore unless he gave it to himself, or Amaya did. Though he'd have to check if any servants gave the water to her, to give to him.

Heading out into the grounds, the crisp air was filled with mourning villagers. They've lost a King, and one of their Princess lost her love. What are they expected to do? And where are my younger brothers? I havn't heard from them at all! Damn those two. Damn them. Walking into the woods, he came across the burial ground for Vivian's boyfriend. He wasn't sure if people were allowed to watch this, but he kept himself hidden among the trees as he watched the magical effect. Smiling at Vivian's good fortuen, he recalled her speaking of being a witch. It's not possible, Roran. Not possible. Bringing his attention back to happy couple, they were gone, and he was alone in the trees.

Trying to find his way back, the trees seemed to speak. They croaked and groaned, and made humanly noises. Yes, he knew plants were alive, but were these trees speaking? He looked up to try and see the sky through popen branches, but his eyes met a golden glow. Maybe she's not a witch. The trees seem to speak, their tops create an orange glow too. There aren't any woods in Syra that have traits like this. What if...no, that's only in stories. Removing the thought from his head, he found his way to the stables.

Syrva seemed extremely happy to see him. "It's only been a few hours girl!" He smiled to her. He wasn't physically ready for a ride with her yet, but mentally, he thought he needed one. Taking her reigns, he took her out into some small open feild. It was more of a clearing, but he didn't care. It was large enough for him to spend quality time with his horse, he was happy with that. Laying down in the grass, he patted Syrva's ankles, brushing them with his hands. The horse neighed happily, Roran could tell she was also content. Sighing, he began to tall her of all that happened since he left her side. After all, she was the one being who would always listen, and not judge him for anything he had done, or ever will.

After he had fallen asleep, Amy ran over to clive, even though she was hruting all over, she picked him up and put him on her lap "why, i'm so sorry, it is my fault, i am sorry, i should have kept it from happening" she whispered, looking down at him, she had stopped crying, but she was indeed crying on the inside.

Amy's wounds were still bleeing, and the pain had been so unbearable by now , it was astounding that she was even still by consciousness, as she went to the bathroom, the man still sleeping, she turned on the light and jumped, seeing how blood-covered her whole body was, she could hardly walk straight, but she saw a very small window, she looked to see if the man was sleeping, then went back to the bathroom, silently opening the window and trying to squeeze through, she had to try really hard to keep herself from crying out in pain. As she had successfully put her legs through, her head turned to the door, seeing the man stand there "what are you doing?" he asked, Amy opened her eyes widely, trying very hard to get through as fast as possible, but it was indeed too late, he had grabbed her arms and pulled her right back in, making her face slam against the floor. She spit some blood, and dragged her body away from him, she was scared to death "get away from me" she shouted, but he was coming at her with an expression of such anger that she thought he was going to kill her.

"you just dont want to learn, do you?" he asked, pressing a button on his belt, making another assassin enter the room. He grabbed her, tying her in a standing possition in the room "wip her" he said, Amy closed her eyes, not even attempting to get away, knowing she would be outnumbered. As the assassin started, she tried not to shout in pain, but the pain was worse than the first time, and the old wounds had re-opened

After several minutes, they had stopped, Amy was more unconscious than conscious, but she was still conscious. She was on her knees, because the pain had brought her down. The man came towrds her, untying her, and carrying her over tot he bed, where he tied her to anew, "now i hope you learned to obey" he said, sitting down on a chair and lighting a cigar.

Amy lay on the bed, her eyes glassy because of the endless pain. she tried to speak, btu she couldnt.

Amy tried to talk, she wasnted to say something, but she was too weak to talk, blood running from her mouth. "where is the amulet love?" he asked, taking a puff from his cigar. Amy shook her head slowly, it was all she could do