[The Amythest Crystal]
"I believe that the Amythest Crystal really does exist" Fern spoke to Sylthfarn's mother. Who was shocked to hear of her son's location.
[Over to the Dark Tower]
When the tall muscular guard had finished hitting Syltfarn with the wip, Gregory walked, albeit nervously but he did none-the-less. The muscular man left the room when Gregory released Sylthfarn from the chains that he had been clamped in.
Gregory could only watch as Sylthfarn smacked the hard stone floor, he couldn't take this kind of punishment Gregory concluded as he knelt down and put a hand on Sylthfarn's shoulder.
"Why do you care?"
Gregory felt sad that Sylthfarn had spoken to him very coldly. "I wanted to stop him but I didn-"
"You should have even been able to be confident..." He whispered to Gregory.
"I heard what they are going to do with you tomorrow..." Gregory slowly rose Sylthfarn's head up and met his gaze. Sylthfarn's eyes didn't hold any compassion or purity. Instead, they were almost white. He couldn't stand against this. Sure, his colleague had been the person to hold responsible. But still he didn't have to hurt him this much.
Sylthfarn's eyes were wide and full of tears from earlier, when Gregory smiled at him. "Wh...What do you mean? What's gonna happen tomorrow?" Gregory sighed. "You are to be strapped to something..." Sylthfarn tried to tilt his head but failed due to the pain. "What?" Gregory shook his head and walked out of the room.
Sylthfarn lowered his head, 'I don't know what's ahead of me...Just like...Well, it has happened a lot...' His head shot up as he saw Gregory coming back with a sack on his right shoulder. "I am presuming you don't have a problem with hay? I also presume that you are not allergic to it?"
Sylthfarn nodded indicating he said yes. Gregory put the massive sack down next to Sylthfarn. He then gently placed Sylthfarn onto the sack. Whilst he was doing this, he whispered to Sylthfarn. "Don't tell the others...I did this because I still believe you are not at fault for Merleawe's death"
Sylthfarn smiled slowly. "Yeah? Thank you" He cringed and flinched when he felt, a massive pain, on his left side of his body.
Gregory nodded and again walked out of the door. He smiled as he glanced back to Sylthfarn again. "I'll be back in 2 minutes. Trust me...I'll get you out of here before they can kill you. Just play along until I get back..." He gulped. "Try and keep whoever you love in your thoughts"
Sylthfarn nodded slowly, although he was in worlds of pain, he understand what Gregory had told him. "A...A...Thank you..." He whispered while Gregory walked out of the chamber.
[Balcony of the Castle]
Princess Seraphia had been talking to her grand-father for almost an hour now. "He killed Merleawe, why should I spare his life? Do you, honestly, believe that he didn't do what he did? You saw precisely what he did" Seraphia lowered her head. "Yeah but...I still believe in him...I just can't forget it..."
Within a matter of moments after Seraphia finished her words, they both heard a very loud scream in both pain and anguish. "What the hell are they doing to him now!?" She bolted up and looked at the King. "What are you going to do? Just let him get killed like this?" The King looked down for a moment. Seraphia felt her anger hit the tip. "You're no better then the King of Caldia!" King of Viegald looked up at his grand-daughter in a flash. "What...Did you say?"
Seraphia felt her confidence grow. She had witnessed countless deaths for no reason. This was the time to make a stand if she ever was going to. "You heard me! When the King of Caldia was going to take over, it was not only Merleawe that did that!" The King's eyes widened. "You can't mean..."
She nodded. "Yes I do mean that! Sylthfarn would be the only one to suggest it to Merleawe wouldn't he!? How many people in this kingdom would be able to do this? No-one! That's who!"
[Back in the Dark Tower]
Sylthfarn screamed countless times. He felt his body getting weaker and weaker. He was chained to the rack. The most deadly instrument that the Medieval Ages had. It wasn't the one that would kill him...That particular machine was in the corner...Apparently that was the last instrument that they would use...He dreaded that particular punishment...Sure, the King had said the stocks but...If he died here...He died here.
Sylthfarn took in another breath. He expected the Rack to pull back his arms again, but when it didn't he silently felt relief. He wasn't going to show that to the guards who were doing this...If he did...He would get that punishment in the corner very VERY quickly.
He felt his entire body relax not of its own accord, as they threw him onto the concrete floor. "Gregory! Clean this mess up!" Gregory walked in and initially cringed, seeing Sylthfarn's battered and bleeding body was almost...Unbelievable.
'I'll have you out of here Sylthfarn...Just as soon as the Sun goes down' He thought to himself. This had gone on long enough! Gregory knew for a fact that the guards and other prison torturers would be going back to their houses after the Sun went down.
"Hey Gregory? Want to get a drink?" Gregory shook his head. "No thank you, someone's got to be here to clean up this mess"
The Guards reluctantly agreed and left the chamber and subsequently the tower.
As soon as they left Gregory raced to Sylthfarn's side. "I'm getting you out of here" Sylthfarn's eyes widened slightly. "If..." He coughed out some blood. "If you do that...You'll be killed..." Gregory shook his head and smiled. "No way. I've got some transport waiting for us on the outskirts of the Castle Town...Trust me..." He winked at him. "I'll have you out" Sylthfarn tried to move. "When are we going?" He whispered very quietly as the pain nearly overwhelmed him.
"We move now"