Warning: DenNor

Chapter Two

The fear coursing through him was nothing like he had ever felt before. He was only eighteen, was he truly going to die? There was so much life hadn't offered or given him yet. There was so much he hadn't experienced, like love or the happiness he was desperately seeking. All he ever did was run and run from hordes of witch hunters, and now he was finally caught. Was this going to be the end of him? Was he really going to walk into that courtyard and be burned at the stake? The very thought terrified him! He had witnessed other magic wielders like himself being burned alive. The smell of roasting flesh and smoke lingered with him for years. And the screams of his fellow sorcerers and sorceresses dying in agony was etched into him like scar. He had tried to block it out, tried to un-hear it, but the cries were earsplitting. The image was even worse. Red flames dancing wildly, crowds of people cheering, and the burning bodies of his kind was unbearable. And now it was finally his turn to be burned at the stake, wasn't it? The Kingdom of Prince Kohler could be no different, could it?

He remembered the first time he had stepped into the Prince's Kingdom, the happiness that rushed into him was unfathomable. The courtyard was free of witch burning stakes. The air smelt of flowers and sweet pastries instead of smoke and burning flesh. But overall, he felt like he was home and done with running. So why was he arrested? Wasn't the Prince's Kingdom supposed to be his safe haven from the horrors of his past? Was he really going to be the first sorcerer to burn at the stake in the Prince's Kingdom?

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The bedroom door opened and Lukas backed away to the farthest corner of the bed. An elderly man, the general who had arrested him and a maid walked inside. Lukas wished he could disappear right then and there. No one had seen him like this; no one had seen his tears. He practically loathed himself at the moment. They had taken his staff, chained his wrists to prevent hand magic, chained his ankles to prevent any form of walking or crawling, and even robbed him of the ability to wipe away his own tears. No one had ever seen him this defenseless and weak.

"Sorcerer Lukas, we're so very sorry. We would have left you in peace if it weren't for the circumstances we have fallen under," the elderly man said, taking a step closer to the bed. "I am the Royal Adviser to Prince Kohler. A pleasure to finally meet you, dear boy."

"You address me with respect. Why? I am a sorcerer, am I not?" Lukas asked tears still wet on his cheeks.

"I have heard many tales about you. You're deadly reputation earns you our respect. And I when heard you were in our Prince's Kingdom; I had to take the opportunity. Sorcerer Lukas, you're the only one who can help us," the elderly man said with a pleading look in his eyes.

"Help you? I thought I was captured to be burned at the stake for sheer amusement," Lukas said, his chains clinking together.

"What, of course not! We captured you for our Prince. And we won't release you until you have helped him. You see, he has been poisoned and is on deaths bed. We have tried everything, but the poison isn't normal. You're the only one, who can save him, I'm sure of it. Please bring him back to health and you will be freed," the royal adviser.

"Prince Kohler is dying?" Lukas asked, finally realizing why he was taken.

"Yes, and he is on deaths door. We will grant you freedom and anything in return just save him! He is the only heir to the throne and if he dies so does the kingdom," the royal adviser screamed.

"Alright, I'll help him, but I can't do it if I'm chained and not allowed to use my magic," Lukas said raising his cuffed wrists. "It would also be more helpful if my staff was returned as well."

"Fine, we'll free you of the bindings and return your staff, but a metal ankle band will be on you just in case you try to escape. It allows us to track your location," the elderly man said, turning to look at the maid. "She will help you dress and take you to the Prince so you can begin your work. Thank you, Sorcerer Lukas and if you need anything just ask me."

Lukas stared down at his cuffs as they were being taken off of him by the general. He wasn't terrified of being burned at the stake now. Instead, ee was terrified that he might not being able to save the Prince. Lukas did have a deadly reputation of slaughtering witch hunters and monsters, but that was it. His reputation was deadly not heroic.

"Tell me what you think. And we're going to be meeting cutie Matthias in the next chapter! Smiles and kisses!"