Notes!
I find the blue haired Inigo to be the best looking, honestly when he has dark colorful hair really. His personality is somehow alluring to me, so I decided to write about him as best I could!
Hope you enjoy! ;)
He stared up at her, eyes wide with pure horror as he realized what had just happened. As the grey eyes once filled with life flickered out Inigo watched her tumble to the ground with a heavy thud. There was nothing he could do – for all those times he spent laughing and playing with girls seemed pointless and silly as he saw the most important woman in his life fall before him. She had always been beautiful like a flower on the wind, delicate and sweet, but she had been torn to shreds to save his life… right before his eyes.
"Inigo!" Lucina swung Falchion heavily, due to it being almost her full height. "Inigo, we need to leave!"
He had to be torn from the lifeless body now limp against the ground; her empty eyes seemed to follow him as they ran. The princess held in tears of her own as they ran down the castle hall, trying to find their way out of the Risen infested castle. A group of adults were working on smuggling the two children out, both terrified as to what would become of them.
Their aunt was waiting by a wagon to transport them to safety, and anyone else that made it out with them. With the wagon full, they made their escape by the night – hoping that wherever they went, they may forget the sight they had to see that night. The boy held onto his older sister's hand for dear life as he remembered his mother protecting him just hours before the bitter sunrise rose.
Inigo would never forget, and he would never allow anyone he loved die for him again. His mother's ring was cold in his palm as he made that vow.