Alfred didn't know where he was running, but all that mattered was getting away from Ivan. He noticed that this new outfit of his was insanely comfortable and easy to run in. He twisted through turns and down corridors easily, dragging Arthur along with him.

"Alfred, slow down!" Arthur shouted at him, but Alfred didn't listen. He kept running, but had to tug Arthur harder and harder as time went on.

Eventually, Alfred jogged to a stop and leaned against a wall to catch his breath.

"Hey," Arthur panted. "You didn't keel over that time when you touched me."

"Happened before," Alfred caught his breath. "Last time we were running away from people."

"Guess I didn't notice," Arthur panted. "So how have you been for the past day or so?"

"Life sucks!" Alfred yelled out.

"That bad, huh?" Arthur chuckled.

"Shut up," Alfred lightly punched Arthur in the shoulder. "We should start running again, I think I hear them coming."

"Where would we be going?" Arthur asked.

"I'm not leaving without Mathew, so we're going there first," Alfred said.

"You sure you can get him?" Arthur asked.

"Of course!" Alfred smiled brightly. "I'm the hero! I can do anything!"

Arthur chuckled as Alfred grabbed onto his wrist. He ignored the nauseated feeling he got and started to run as fast as he could. He trusted his gut once more to lead him through the endless hallways. However, at the end of one hallway, they were greeted by a horde of knights blocking their way.

"Shit, shit, shit," Alfred muttered and tried to turn around, but that path was blocked by even more knights, Ivan in the front of that line. He had a sword in his hands. "Shit…" Alfred muttered again.

"Alfred, I have an idea," Arthur tried to twist his wrist out of Alfred's grasp. "Let go."

"Trying to run away, balovenʹ?" Ivan tsked at Alfred.

"Kinda," Alfred shrugged.

"Alfred, let go!" Arthur went ignored again and Alfred couldn't see the knights to his back stepping forward.

"Now, that's not alright," Ivan sounded like he was scolding a child. "You promised you would do as I said."

"In case you hadn't noticed," Alfred growled. "I haven't been very good at keeping my promises as of late."

"Alfred! Let go!" Arthur nearly screamed.

"Fine! Why?" Alfred could barely get the words out as he let go of Arthur's wrist before fire exploded behind him. He felt that familiar tingle go down his spine as he watched all of those knights get blown away down the hall.

"We're moving," Arthur said as he grabbed onto Alfred's wrist and they began running down the same hall that was just on fire.

"How did you do that?" Alfred was laughing.

"Not easy," Arthur admitted and began to slow down and falter in his run. "And it was very tiring."

"Okay, we're almost out," Alfred reassured him, taking the lead and charging down the hallway. Eventually, he stopped in front of a door.

"Are you sure he's in there?" Arthur asked, panting.

"Yup!" Alfred spoke proudly and kicked the door open. It was the same chamber as last time, and Mathew didn't seem to have moved. There was no one else in the room and Mathew seemed to be asleep. Alfred had no idea how he slept through his door slam, but…

"Okay, be ready to catch him," Arthur said as he walked towards Mathew.

"What are you going to do?" Alfred asked, going into what he believed was the right position to catch Mathew.

"Cut the chains," Arthur rubbed his hands together. Alfred watched Arthur close his eyes and then he felt a small tingle down his spine. That was when Mathew woke up.

"Wh-wha-" he tried to speak but he started falling. Alfred shakily caught him and immediately wrapped him in a hug.

"Mattie," Alfred muttered, afraid to maybe hold him too tight and breaking him.

"A-Alfred," Mathew whispered. It was obvious he was trying to move his arms, but couldn't.

"It's okay," Alfred said, mostly to himself and he put a hand on the back of Mathew's head. "I'm here. Nothing can hurt you now. I-I'll protect you," Alfred felt near tears.

"W-why did you s-save me?" Mathew's raspy voice asked.

"Your my brother," Alfred held him a little tighter. "I couldn't leave without you."

"Y-you shouldn't h-have made that p-promise to Ivan," Mathew muttered.

"You know I'm not good at keeping my promises," Alfred smiled slightly.

"Shit," Arthur muttered and Alfred looked up just in time to see him stumble backwards into a table.

"Arthur?" Alfred asked. "Are you okay?"

"Took a lot more energy than I expected," Arthur seemed to be panting. "Two Seers in the same room, really make it hard to use magic. But it was worth it," Arthur smiled at Alfred and Mathew, as if to say, "to see you happy."

Alfred nodded to him, smiling back before he went back to Mathew. He asked a question he had been afraid to ask even himself.

"Wh-why did they do this to you?" Alfred asked shakily, he was still nowhere close to letting him go.

"I-I lied…" Mathew admitted.

"About your age? That's not enough for all that," Alfred muttered.

"A-about everything," Mathew spoke wearily.

"What do you-" Alfred tried to speak, but he heard familiar thunking steps behind him and Mathew started shaking.

"Not everything, da?" Ivan giggled. "You told us your name."

"You are not going to touch him!" Alfred growled, holding on to Mathew tighter. He was getting ready to turn around and run from Ivan.

"He lied about his age," Ivan took a step forwards, "he lied about his family," another step, "he lied about his abilities," step, "and he lied about witches." Step.

"What do you mean?" Alfred didn't turn around, he wanted all of his body to block Ivan from Mathew.

"I-I detected a-a-a lot of w-witches, but I-I didn't…I didn't say anything…" Mathew muttered. "I-I d-didn't want them to-to get killed…"

"Hiding one witch is a capital offense," Arthur said, still sounding extremely tired.

"But hiding a hundred," Ivan sounded like he was smirking, "is worth a punishment worse than death, da?"

"A-A hundred?" Alfred's eyes widened and he heard Ivan step closer once more. He was extremely close now.

"You will get off now, da?" Ivan gripped the back collar of Alfred's tunic and nearly lifted him up off the ground. The shock of the sudden lift caused Alfred to let go of Mathew, who was now swarmed by knights.

"No! Mathew!" Alfred struggled to try to get out of Ivan's grasp. "Let me go!"

Mathew was led to the front of the room and Ivan forced Alfred to turn around. A knight unsheathed his sword and all Alfred could see was the back of Mathew, who was stumbling and struggling to stay up. The knight grabbed onto the back of Mathew's neck and brought his sword to the front.

"Mathew!" Alfred cried out and tried to get away from Ivan, but instead, Ivan gripped tightly onto his arms and made him stay put.

The knight slid his sword across Mathew and it was obvious it broke skin from the sound. It was painfully obvious from this position that it slid across his throat. The knight pulled his sword away and it was soaked with blood. Mathew fell onto the floor with a loud thud.

"Mathew!" Alfred screamed, he felt tears coursing down his face. Before he knew what he was doing, he slammed his body backwards, aiming to catch Ivan off guard. Which he did. He eventually slammed Ivan against a wall as hard as he could. Ivan wheezed and Alfred grinned, he knocked the wind out of him.

Alfred made a move to go towards Mathew, but someone grabbed hold of his wrist. Alfred immediately felt sick to his stomach and his head was throbbing. He knew immediately Arthur was the one who grabbed his wrist.

"Arthur, let go of me!" Alfred demanded.

"I'm sorry, but we have to go," Arthur's eyes were pleading as he began to lead Alfred out the door. Alfred could barely fight back with the feeling he got from Arthur touching him.

"No! I can't leave without Mathew!" Alfred screamed.

"And I can't let you die!" Arthur stared at Alfred for a second and then started running through the hall, going the same way that they had come from.

Alfred tried to struggle out of his grip, but it was all in vain. Arthur led him through several hallways until they reached a door. Arthur opened it up quickly and ran in. Alfred noticed they were now running up a large circular staircase.

"I don't think this is a very good idea," Alfred said.

"No, it's not," Arthur muttered. "But it works."

"Works for what?" Alfred snapped.

"You'll see," Arthur sighed. When the staircase ended, there was a door, which Arthur opened quickly. The two stepped out onto what Alfred guessed was the top of a tower. It was almost circular, except for the door that cut it off just past halfway. There was about a three foot tall wall around the ends that stood as the barrier from standing on the tower and falling about 100 feet. It was pouring rain and it seemed like it was nighttime, it was so dark.

Arthur forced Alfred to move to almost the edge. He was moving so deliberately, it was like he was planning something. He moved to the right of Alfred.

"A-Arthur, you can let go of me now," Alfred muttered. "I'm not gonna be running anywhere up here."

"No, I don't want to let go yet," Arthur looked down at the ground and Alfred began to hear the clink of armor.

"What are you planning?" Alfred asked him and Arthur turned to be face to face with Alfred.

"Alfred," Arthur carefully and delicately placed his first finger underneath Alfred's chin and his thumb on top of it. Alfred's eyes grew wide. "Can you trust me?"

"I-I think so," Alfred stuttered. He knew what was about to happen and he wasn't sure if he wanted it or not. The clanking of armor stopped, but Alfred could hear the rain hitting metal in the distance.

"Then don't freak out," Arthur stood on his toes to reach Alfred, considering he was taller than him and kissed him softly.

Alfred's eyes widened even more for a moment. That feeling he got from Arthur touching him nearly doubled, probably mostly from the butterflies in his own stomach. He was about to close his eyes and kiss back when Arthur pulled away. He kept his face close to Alfred's and Alfred noticed for the first time that he smelled sweet. How could he have not noticed before? Arthur was… He was…

"A-Arthur…" Alfred could barely get a word out of his mouth. "I…"

"I…I know you don't think of me like that," Arthur muttered, making sure to keep quiet. "And I don't think of you like that," Alfred noticed hurt in his eyes. He was lying. "But he does."

Arthur motioned his head to the knights off to the side. Alfred looked over slightly to see Ivan, who appeared outraged. There was a knight right next to him that had a bow in his hand, an arrow poised at the ready.

Before Alfred could do anything, the arrow was shot. And then Arthur stumbled. Alfred grabbed onto his wrist tightly, but Arthur still stumbled backwards, closer to the wall.

"Arthur," Alfred muttered. He could see as Arthur stumbled backwards that there was an arrow sticking out of his side.

Arthur looked like he was about to speak, about to say something to Alfred, but he tripped stumbling backwards and fell over the side of the wall.

"Arthur!" Alfred yelled out. He still held onto Arthur's wrist and he nearly fell over the wall, too trying to keep his grip. Alfred felt the rain hitting the back of his neck as he leaned over the side of the wall, trying to keep Arthur from plummeting down to the ground.

Arthur was wincing and Alfred could have sworn he saw red dripping off the arrow.

"I'll tell you, this isn't very comfortable," Arthur said through clenched teeth. Only one of his arms was holding him up, the other one went to his wound.

"Arthur, hold on, I'm going to pull you up," Alfred stumbled through his words. He tried to tug Arthur upwards, but the arrow in his side scraped the side of the tower and he cried out in pain.

"Don't do that again," Arthur groaned. Then he looked up at Alfred. "Alfred, I want you to listen to me."

"A-Arthur…" Alfred muttered, he really didn't want to let go, but he felt Arthur slipping. He couldn't let go now…now that he knew…

"Do you remember, back at your village," Arthur spoke and winced in pain. All of the rain was making his hand wet, he was slipping. "When I told you to forget about me, just go on with your life."

"No," Alfred shook his head. "No, Arthur, don't do this to me." He tried pleading.

"W-work with I-Ivan," Arthur stuttered, it was obvious he was fading fast. Alfred had no idea how much blood he was loosing. "I-I know he…he will f-forgive you. Find…find the e-evil witches. P-put them to…to justice."

"Arthur!" Alfred yelled at him. "Y-you're all I have left!" he could feel tears return. "Please don't do this to me…"

"For me," Arthur winced and Alfred knew he was loosing his grip fast. "Act like…like I never existed. C-continue like you n-never met…never met me…" Arthur coughed harshly and Alfred could see blood come out.

"A-Arthur, I…" Alfred tried to speak quickly, Arthur was slipping fast. "I…I lo-" But Arthur fell. "A-Arthur!" Alfred tried calling out, like that would get him back. He felt someone pulling him backwards and he didn't fight them.

He was pulled backwards a couple feet and then Alfred sat down. He crossed his legs and looked down at the ground. A few strands of his hair came into his line of sight and they were dripping from the rain.

"Arthur…" Alfred muttered to himself. "I-I'm sorry… I didn't…know I loved you…"

Okay, first thing, PLEASE DONT' KILL ME! Second thing...I have two reasons for not updating yesterday. One, April Fools! Didn't update! Ha...ha...ha... Not very funny, I know. And reason number two... well it was April Fools day and I didn't want you to think that this chapter was a prank, because it's not.

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