Kael.
I - Kael, I'm in the middle of the council - Veilborn. I was standing just in the middle of black clothed persons. I don't know who they are but they are surely my elders.
"Why does he call for you?" One cringe voice came, possibly an Elf.
I answered, "Just to make his last wish true."
"What wish?"
I became silent, to terrify them. So they think what I say is true. "To kill him."
One of them laughs. I don't know which but some evil laugh from my back. "So it was his last wish."
"Yes, this was his last wish."
"So where is his body?" He asked.
"I feed his body to Varkha."
I turned to his voice. I saw him, I saw him through the darkness, smirking. "What a good job." He said. "Then I will assign you for a new mission."
"What is it?"
His mouth opens, "Kill – Kill the lady named Liora." He said. " So I can destroy your curse."
This word enters and runs through my veins. To kill a woman, an easy task. But it wasn't easy inside. Something stirred.
"As your wish – Wish is always served" this was my last word before walking out.
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Bryn.
He walked out of the council. His face came back to normal.
"Ohh.. the Fallen assassin," this voice stopped him. It was Aidan - his opponent.
"What do you want, you bitch?" Kael asked.
"Nothing, just i'm board"
"So do you want to fight?"
"If you want -" Aidan took out his sword. "-I want to."
He ran to attack, but Kael wasn't there – he was behind him. "So predicted." Kael said.
Kael kicks his face with his fist. Aidan falls to the ground. "Haha, what a move," Aidan said.
"More pain, Aidan," Kael throws his dagger, but not to kill – to make him fear.
"Bryn," he called me. "Call a med to help this bastard."
This was beautiful to see, Kael sees this moment gorgeous.
"Ok, master," I answered.
"And -" He stop me half way. "Find me a woman. A woman named Liora."
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Bonus part.
Aerian sat alone in the cell, his eyes tracing the cracks on the ceiling, as if the answers to his sins lay there.
Then, the voice came—faint, but clear in his memory.
"I will protect her, even if it means I die."
A slow, bitter smile curved his lips.
"That's my boy," Aerian whispered.
To be continued...