Anthony and I sit bound to tilting tables across from one another. He was bleeding and had a gag in his mouth. His face was dirty; covered in blood and grime fallen tears.
"My love." I call out to him.
I can feel foot steps coming, and hear faint sounds of yelling.
"No!", Anthony yells,"Not again! Leave us alone!"
A door opens blinding us with light.
I scream opening my eyes.
"What's wrong?" Anthony asks as I sit up in bed.
I look to him. I'm crying, I know I am I can feel it.
He whips a tear, and kisses me.
"My love." He says pulling away and resting his forehead against mine as he looks me in the eyes.
"Prince Antony, Prince Sebastian, we're under attack by the rogues! They have the wolves on their side!" A mans says as he runs into our room.
He soon falls an arrow in his back.
He was our human, our cook.
A man comes to the door. He looks familiar, yet I know he's not of our coven.
"Hello, brother."
