Chapter 1 : A Distant Dream Into The Past

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The lanterns flickered aggressively as loud noises erupted in the court room, the judge notices this and taps his gavel thrice. "Enough bickering. It is time to start our trial!" The judge shouted, everyone then calmed down and took their seats. The judge first glances at a boy who is on his right, and turned to the man who's on his left, "This is the trial of..." The name became blank as it was inaudible.

"As he is accused to be spreading false information about...." Once again the person's name went blank, a boy with black hair, faded blue tips in his hair and icy blue eyes, slammed his fist on the table and looked at the judge. "I swear to Merlin, what I said was true! I would never lie about anything I say! Please believe me, your honor."

The judge glanced at the boy and sighs, he then glanced at the man with magenta eyes and ash blonde hair on his left. "Do you have anything to say Mr....?" the last name became blank for the third time. The man smirked slowly and stood up confidently, "I do have something to say, what the boy is saying..." He paused and glanced at the boy.

"Is absolutely false information about me." He stated, glancing back at the judge with his eyes glowing a violet color. The judge's gaze was fully on the man, his eyes became that same glowing violet eyes but returned back to his normal eye color. The judge cleared his throat and glanced at the boy, "If the man said what you have spread is false. Do you have evidence that what you spread was true?"

The boy looked a bit sheepish and rubbed the back of his neck trying to find something to defend himself, he then looked at another man who was right beside him and glanced at the judge. "I guess not, your honor....." He said in a guilty expression, the man took this to his advantage and glanced back at the judge.

"It seems the boy is guilty, as you can see from his expression. The boy doesn't have a single evidence that what he said was true, meaning he's guilty as charged, your honor." He said calmly, the man who was right beside the boy then spoke up. "Your honor, you don't believe this man do you? The boy speaks the truth, I know this boy better than everyone here." He stated.

The judge thinks about it and glanced at the man who spoke. "I'm sorry, but if the boy doesn't have evidence it means this case would go to...." Once again the name was still blank. Everyone in the court room gasp because the man on the left wins the case it means the boy would be executed.

The judge looked at the boy and announced, "The boy has committed the crime of spreading false information to the kingdom, which means the boy would be be-headed as the law states." Everyone looked at the boy in pity, as he was too young to be be-headed.

The boy looked at the man beside him with sorrow, the man pats the boy and glanced at him. "I'm so sorry that this happened to you, boy. Don't worry, I'll do something about this. I'll try to convince them to give you a different punishment, as you are too young to be beheaded." He stated to the boy.

The boy looked at the man with hope and said, "You still believe me?" The man smiled softly. "I do, your my apprentice and I care for you, dear boy." Meanwhile on the left side, the man seemed conflicted as he's smug that the win goes to him but also envy that the man comforting the boy.

After the trial.

The boy was sent to the dungeons as a prisoner, the boy sat down on his new bed and looked at the ground. He then heard a voice, "I told you I would win that case, you errands boy." The boy's eyes go wide as he recognizes that voice especially the nickname, 'Errands boy'.

He snapped his head at the bars to see the man, leaning on a wall nearby. "What do you want?" He asked in a sharp tone, glaring at the man. The man let out a quiet but menacing chuckle, the sound echoed faintly through the dungeon corridor. "Straight to the point I see." He gets off the wall and walked towards the cell and places his hands on the bars.

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