Thanks to RicePaper and Devil's Innocence for reviewing. Here's the second chapter. As you may have noticed, this is told from the Priest's point of view. The third chapter will be told from the Wizard's point of view, and the fourth chapter will finally start telling what happened in the beginning. Err. And yeah, reviews would be nice. Preferably ones that give constructive criticism, because those are more helpful than 'it was good'. Tell me, what about it was good? (Look at RicePaper and DI's reviews as reference. They told me what they liked about it.)

Lyrics in summary are owned by Hyde. Heck, his song, Masquerade, inspired me a lot. So you'll see parts of lyrics from his song in this story quite often.

So without further ado, let the second chapter begin.

"Calypso, you are hereby sentenced to death. Your execution will take place in a week."

The very words I had hoped not to hear have been spoken.

"Do you have any last words?"

The damn Wizard, he was a traitor. I tried to protect her, but I failed.

"Your silence leads me to believe that you have none."

If these guards weren't behind me, I'd take her and run. Fuck, why isn't she escaping right now? I know she can! Is it because Erefor is right here, watching her with that smug look on his face? Why? Does she still love him, even after the blatant betrayal? I don't understand you, Calypso…

"Take her away. Make sure you place her under heavy surveillance."

No! Don't take her away, you bastards! Don't touch her! Damn it, Calypso, why aren't you doing anything? Why are you choosing to die? Why are you choosing… to leave me?

I know this is my fault, for falling in love with her. I shouldn't have, but…

Damn it! Do something, Calypso. Please… run, defy them… anything! Don't just submit to them and let them lead you to your death!

"Valandil…"

Calypso whispered my name. I looked up and met her gaze, but immediately looked away. I don't want her to see me in this state of sorrow and agony. She doesn't need to see the tears I'm shedding inside.

Wait, what am I doing? Since when did I not act upon my wishes?

When you can't run anymore, you crawl. When you can't crawl anymore, you get someone to carry you. Thank you for carrying me, Calypso. I'll save you in return, so please… just wait a little longer. Don't give up on life just yet.

Damn king, you better accept my request. "My lord, please tell me where she will be held. I wish to have one last word with her – in private, if I may."

"Yes, you may. I give you permission, simply because I have great faith in you, and I am truly grateful for all the hard work you've exerted to catch her."

"Thank you, my lord. I will be taking my leave, now."

"Follow her and the soldiers to the cell. Tell them I gave you permission to talk to her in private, and they will leave the room."

I acknowledged him with a bow, and rushed to follow them. What a foolish king.

You may think it strange for a Priest to be trying to help a notorious Assassin like Calypso. I have my reasons; there is a story behind all this. I was assigned a Wizard for a partner, and sent to hunt down and bring an Assassin to Prontera. She was known to the public mainly because she was the one who killed the king's nephew. It was hard, but we finally caught the Assassin. But everything became troublesome when Erefor seemingly fell in love with her… and I did as well.

No other tale can explain this masquerade, the intricate sets of deceitful dances.