Deceit's Weapon (An Anxious Lies Story)

Prologue

Deceit was sat in his castle, he had hidden it away in the enchanted forest. He was a man of privacy and cruelty, therefore having a castle which was hidden meant that if he had a captor that no one could hear them scream. He smirked at the thought. Deceit was far from a sentimental person. He only held one thing special and that was his weapon. He loved and cared for it like any wielder would.

Deceit sighed and looked at the plans he had drawn up of the kingdom that he wished to take over. The crown of said kingdom, was actually supposed to be Deceit's, however because of his power his parents had disowned him and stripped him of any title he may have, causing his younger brother to get the crown. Speaking of, his younger brother would be turning twenty one in just a few short weeks, and Deceit had been cooking up a plan.

The warlock walked down to the room where he kept his lovely weapon hidden and safe. He walked in and saw his beloved lying on the pillow in which he had provided for it to rest. He slowly walked over and sat beside it. Deceit smiled as the  weapon hummed with energy and their eyes opened.

Deceit gently caressed the others cheek and he leant in to place a soft kiss on their lips.
"My beautiful weapon, hand carved just for me from the heavens and from the depths of hell." He hummed in delight as this caused a blush to rise on his weapons cheeks and he pulled the male close.
"Thank you sir" The other male replied. He was small in stature and had deep black hair with bright purple eyes which danced in the light. Deceit smiled.
"You are the most important thing in the world to me, Virgil, my weapon"

A/N

I know its short! I just wanted to introduce the weapon. Next chapter will be longer I promise!