Hello, so I should be doing revising but instead this came out so enjoy though it might not make sense sorry about that. Feel free to say what you think about it.
She was finally at his bay. She couldn't move or defend herself. She had lost.
He wanted to forgive. To forget but he couldn't too many lives had been lost to even try.
She saw it in his eyes. She had gone too far.
Even if he let her live how could he trust her not to do it again. Simple he couldn't.
She shook not with fear but with anticipation.
He took a step forward sword in hand.
The sword looked inviting. Her actions had finally court up with her.
He looked in to the cold eyes that belonged to his sister. No. His sister died many years ago. This women wasn't her.
The battle in her brothers eyes was concluding. It didn't look good for her. She didn't mind.
He had to do this. It was only fair. She fought with no mercy took life after life. So would he.
"I'm sorry." She whispered brokenly.
"So am I." He really was.
"Can you forgive me?" She asked in one hopeful chance to keep her life.
The sword that came with the answer spoke more then his voice.
"No"