Ok this chapter might end up a little short, but bear with me, it's a confessions chapter kk?
Disclaimer – For all those who haven't figured it out already, while me and TP might have 6 letters in both of our names, we are not the same person, got it? So therefore I obviously don't own CoM.
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"It's Reolin Stonecarver." Rosethorn deadpanned, keeping her back against the cave wall.
"And who is that exactly?" asked Briar, as his teacher slowly slid to the floor, still staring at the trussed up, sleeping mage.
"He was my best friend at Lightsbridge. He was a great student. And he killed his best friend over a girl," Rosethorn said, a single tear trickling down her cheek at the memory.
Taking a breath, Rosethorn began telling her story to the two former street rats.
"When I was at Lightsbridge, I didn't have any friends. I tended to scare most people away by then. But this boy was different. I could talk to him, and he wouldn't run away when I was angry. It was almost like he cared. So for about two years we were best friends. We knew everything about each other...I thought. I guess I didn't know about that side of him.
He had a girlfriend that he loved to the end of the Endless Sea and back. But he found her cheating on him with his best friend. He couldn't kill the girl he loved no matter how much she had hurt him, so instead he killed his best friend. All over a girl. And he didn't even regret it later. That's when I knew he wasn't the person I thought he was.
I told him we weren't friends, he was already being suspected in the murder trial. He had used some sort of killing spell wrapped around a rock that he had placed in his friend's mattress. I don't know what exactly, I didn't attend the trial. I couldn't bear to see the person I had been friends with as a murderer with no heart, because that is what he was.
After he was found guilty, he was sent to prison, but he broke out. The idiot guards had put him in a stone prison. Soon after I left Lightsbridge for Winding Circle, going back home. I didn't think that I would ever see him again. I guess I was wrong. But I don't know what he is doing here. Why would he try to kill us?"
At that question, the mage woke up, and stared at Rosethorn.
"It's because you knew, Rosie. You knew them both; you should know why I did it." He said it in a flat voice, as if he had no emotion. But his eyes were burning as he looked at his former friend.
"They were my friends too you bastard, you killed one of my friends, and broke the heart and mind of the other one, it's no wonder I hate you!" Although her voice had started off soft, Rosethorn ended up yelling at the academic stone mage.
"You should have known. You knew both of them. You had to have seen it. And you didn't tell me." His emotionless eyes stared into her tearful, angry ones, as the two students looked on at the emotional breakdown of their teacher.
"How could I have known! I don't know anything about love! You were my best friend. I spent all my time with you and them! The four of us were inseparable, and you had to break it!" She was screaming now, remembering the horrors after the trial. Her friend, whose heart had been broken by her former boyfriend, who had killed the love of her life, had a mental breakdown and never recovered. Her other friend was dead, at the hands of a merciless, emotionless man, whom she had thought of as one of the most caring people she knew. It had been too much for her, and she had fled back to Winding Circle, and the home she knew she had there.
"You should have known," he said again. "You were just as guilty."
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Yeah I know its short, but its 1 in the morning, so give me a break? I know Rosethorn might seem a little OOC, but imagine if one of your friends died, another one had a mental breakdown, and the third one turned into an emotionless killer…I know I would break down and cry at the memory. Anyway she cries when she remembers some stuff from her past in other books, so who knows? REVIEW!!!! (Devil face).
