"It is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light."

It was dark. The only light illuminating the area was a copper lantern which was currently hanging on a branch above a huddled form of a woman, her body and face concealed by green cloak . Amelia was a priest. One that was hired to cleanse the area of demons and bad omens. She had planned to get back to the village before night fall but was interrupted by a wild beast that wounded her and prevented her from getting back. The beast had managed to claw her leg and prevent her from going as fast as she wanted, which delayed her greatly.
The Lantern wasn't going to last much longer and if anything would go out if a gust of wind were to blow. The woman gulped pulling out a leather bound book and started scribbling words quickly on the page. She wrote her name and how many demons she was able to purify before closing the book and sighing to herself. "I-I can last till morning...I can last till morning..." She repeated to herself over and over again till the sound of a twig nearby causing her to quickly stand and pull out a small dagger. "Who's there?!" she shouted, her voice echoing through the darkness.

Amelia assumed it was nothing, just her imagination playing tricks on her. After a moment of analyzing the darkness she turned back to the lantern, its light dimming a soft wind blew "A-Ah! No!" Amelia shouted reaching over to conceal the flame from the wind. At that moment Amelia felt the sharp pain shoot up her leg and through her body. A small yelp escaped her as she collapsed to the ground.

"Aw is the poor girl hurt?" A voice cooed, stepping from the shadows.

"Shut up Arthur" Amelia said annoyed as the man approached her helping her to her feet.

Arthur was a fellow priest who was ordered to follow after Amelia, Making sure she didn't get killed in the process of this mission. He was rather rude in Amelia's perspective at least, and wore a red cloak instead of a green like the others. "You know...Your outfit gives me very sinful thoughts." Arthur teased helping Amelia to her feet.

"Shut your mouth you pervert. You see me in this almost everyday"

The outfits that the executing priests wore were very different from the nuns and priests that walked the church halls. Female outfits like Amelia's covered the chest and stomach with a colored cloth draping between their legs, leaving the legs and upper thighs revealed. The outfits changed depending on your rank. Amelia was an upper rank so her armor was the highest in the female class, while people under her wore simple robes. Arthur's was like any other knight that would work in a castle, with intricate runes along the edges to keep him from being possessed or cursed.

"Don't be so rude. I was only commenting on that outfit" He gave her a smug look before nudging her lightly "We need to get back" He added, his voice sounding monotone

"I can't move very easily Arthur...I'm not blessed with your armor." Amelia said with an annoyed tone leaning beside a tree "You head back. I'll join you soon."

"Liar"

"I Am not!"

"There are dangerous creatures out here...I don't feel safe leaving-" Arthur was cut off by Amelia " Your the only monster here"

Arthur stared at Amelia before sighing tiredly grabbing her by her breast plate before lifting her from the ground " Shut up...I could easily hurt you now but I'm not so grow up and allow me this" Arthur set Amelia down gently taking her hand before walking off into the darkness pulling Amelia along with him.

"Arthur! Stop!" She shouted, glancing back towards the lantern before watching the flame go out, leaving them in the complete darkness.

"Shush" He whispered, stepping over brush and stumps before reaching the dirt trial leading to the village. "See... If you are quiet and assertive you'll find away home." He teased walking forward, still pulling the girl behind him till they reached a dimly lit village.

"When we get home I call taking a bath first." Amelia quickly sped her pace up, rushing to the cabin her and Arthur shared. Arthur scoffed grabbing the back of her shirt jokingly "Nah You stupid girl." Arthur said pulling her away from the wooden door before walking in himself.

The house was warm and smelled of cinnamon and oak. The walls were blank except the doodled drawings of Amelia and Arthur when they were young. The windows were dirtied and needed a washing, which Arthur would have Amelia do once it got warmer out. This place was something Arthur considered sacred and took care of it like a child.

"Arthur?" Amelia called pushing past him as she glanced around the room.

"Nothing is here..." Arthur paused, approaching Amelia and taking her pack and cloak from her "Go get dressed...Its late"

Amelia was slightly confused by Arthur's notions but shrugged and did as he said dressing herself in some night clothes before joining Arthur in their room. Arthur was dressed already, resting on the bed silently as Amelia crawled in beside him.

"Your cold." Amelia said softly holding his hand under the covers, rubbing his fingers softly against hers.

"It comes with the curse"

"Arthur...?""Good Night" Arthur cut Amelia off early releasing her hand and turning away

"Good night..."