My Love Restraint - A Travlyn Fanfic

My Past Made Me This Way

The rolling hills of O'khasis are extra beautiful in the fall. Jeffory and I absolutely loved it. The falling autumn colors of the leaves; orange, yellow, and even red! Fall isn't my favorite season, but it always makes me excited for the winter.

Jeffory and I would always tumble down these hills, laughing and playing as we did. Until... we had to grow up. Around the age of 14, Jeffory was called to be a part of this 'Jury of 7'. Zane, being the leader of this menacing group, had told Jeffory that he had a 'Heart of Gold'.

Jeffory did not wish to be a part of the Jury of 7 because... well... they did horrible, absolutely horrible things to people if they didn't get what they want.

However... When Jeffory had just turned 21, he had had a daughter. Her name was Abby. I was happy for him, yet a bit confused at my own emotions. Jeffory had always been considered a brother to me. I guess I thought it was more...

But apparently, he had never felt this way. He had cracked my heart a bit, but I kept meditating on it, and all of the answers came back as, "Jeffory was never meant to be your true love... There's another one out there that you are destined to be with for eternity. Jeffory is your brother..."

I had accepted that fact; he had moved on. And I was left with... a brother and... a niece. Oh dear Abby. She was so adorable. I would say she still is, but I haven't seen her since... since his death.

She must've been traumatized. I can't and won't ever blame her. I didn't even see it with my own eyes, but I felt his presence die. Zane will pay for what he has done. With MY Fire Fists. I may not have been confident enough to confront him back them, but now I'm so ready for revenge.

Anyway, back to my past. Jeffory was sort of forced to join the Jury of 7. As was I. We needed the coin (or money). Jeffory, especially, since he had a daughter to take care of, too. We went to Zane, and this is exactly how it went...

"Ah, I see after 7 years you've finally come to your senses," says Zane in his deep, dark voice. "Y-Yes," Jeffory slightly stutters, "I-I would like to be part of your Jury... my Lord." He bows to show Zane his respect.

Zane seems amused. "Of course, of course, Jeffory!" he exclaims with a smirk, "My offer still stands!" I'm standing next to Jeffory, awaiting for Zane to notice me.

Finally, Zane's glance turns towards me. Suddenly, I feel like my whole being is being invaded with a piercing stare. Even though I want to shudder at the uncomfortable feeling, I hold my ground. Standing straight and tense.

Taking a deep breath, I stare, with my eyebrows furrowed, into those icy cold eyes, and say, "Lord Zane. I am Katelyn. If you wouldn't mind, I would like to serve by you as a Jury Member as well. If you must need to know more about me, I will tell you anything and everything you need to know."

Jeffory stared in awe at how I handled that. I wanted to laugh right then and there at his reaction, but I knew that would not make me look as tough as I am. Zane looked at me with an impressed expression, then said, "Katelyn, ay? You seem like the kind of girl who actually has a personality worth fighting for!"

He paused, sanding up, off of his throne. He sighs, then explains, "Yes, Lady Katelyn. I would love to know more about you. We will get together and talk over a drink. Sound good?"

I keep my stance and my punctual look plastered onto my face. "Yes, My Lord," I say strongly. Zane grins, then turns back to Jeffory. "Jeffory," he says, then motions him over, "Come."

Jeffory looks at me for approval. I don't know why, but he did. I nod. He takes a deep breath, and walks up to Zane. "My Lord?" Jeffory asks when he's face-to-face with him. Zane takes out his sword and holds it up (the tip is pointing to the ceiling) to Jeffory's face.