She paced the throne room, running her hands through her hair with disbelief of what she had just done. A man, with a dark expression entered a moment later, rage written across his face.
"YOU BROKE YOUR OATH" they both yelled.
"Have you any idea what you've placed on her head?"
"Have you any idea what you've placed on his?
Than man ran his fingers through his hair. "Do you know what this means for them? He whispered, sinking into the chair across from her. "They will never have peace. There will always be a bounty over their heads." She knelt before him.
"Unless..."
"Absolutely not! They will be to powerful. If they turn against us... No. They can never meet. And they can never know. If they did..."
"I'll take care of her. You just make sure he is safe."
And with that, the only evidence that she had ever been there was a silver blade that had fallen from her pocket.
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