Hi~ this is my first knight and rouge series ff posted on her i wrote one for christmas but never posted~ well i hope you enjoy~
Fisk's P.o.v
I stared at the starry sky, listening to the soft puffs of breaths coming from Michael.
"Rosamund..." Michel let out a content sigh and turned his back to me.
I flinch, he even thinks about her in his sleep. Wanting to get away from his constint sleep-talking and mentions of her. I threw my blankets off of me and ran to the river, far enough for me to see Michael but far enough not to hear him. I picked up a lone rock and and threw it into the water, ignoring the open cut on my hand. I'll admit im jealous of the girl, she has something i'll never achieve.
"I'm so freaking tired of this!" I yelled at no one but the two moons and the water, "I Should've left him once I was redeemed!" I felt a hand on my shoulder, maybe I yelled to loud, did I wake Michael?
"Hello,Fisk."
I turned around quickly, Only to have a dagger drived into my stomach, I let out a small scream, the dagger was taken out then punctured into my ribs and twisting slowly and painfully.
"Now,now Fisk. no screaming"
The dagger was pushed alittle deeper. I gritted my teeth and glared into Lady Ceciel's eyes.
"What do you want?" I spat, small amounts of blood cover her face
. "Revenge, Little squire." she whispered into my ear, a hand rubs my face.
Im starting to feel dizzy, a pool of blood was already starting to form at our feet.
"Let go of me, witch." I growled viciously
"Oh but i need you..."
The dagger twisted more. Needs me for what?
"Fisk? are you okay I heard you scream?"
It took me a couple of seconds to relieze the dagger was mine,it was pushed deeper, and Lady Ceciel is gone. "Fisk!" Michael was at my side muttering unaudable words and my vision blurred finally darkness.
Yeah its a bit short review please~