10. Sword of Drossel
The whisper of love he had always spoken in her ear replayed brokenly as she travelled, to ruin him, to destroy her loving brother.
(The memory of his beloved flowers, the once he said reminded him of herself, that he had left behind in his wake, sickens her.)
He dared leave her. Her precious confidante- the only person she trusted in her world.
The boy she fell in love with.
She wanted him to herself- wanted him to always be by her side, like he promised her, to protect her and love her.
Drossel never thought that he would abandon her.
Yet, he did. Up and left without a word, without as much as a damn goodbye.
A coward.
Her love for him, once pure and beautiful, shattered and turned into black anger and hate. All that is left of what once was the deepest of feelings, is nothing more than a knot of vengeance.
She dares not call him lover; even still, she will never again refer to him as her brother.
With her sword, she vowed she would end his life- even if the pain of a thousand broken worlds falls on her shoulders.
...She wonders if he thinks of her. If she still remains a part of his world.
(She hopes that her image haunts his thoughts every day.)
Darling, dear Letzel, who once was her protector; now, her sworn enemy.
She will never, ever forgive him.
Drossel will find him… and the end will finally arrive.
A/N: First in the Sword Of Drossel/Knight of Letzel series.