Herschel snuck through the bushes until he made his way to the Beylin fist's camp. Because of his dark skin he could easily past without being seen. He made way to the target's tent when froze completely.
"Oh god," He swallowed as pleasureful sounds radiated form their sleeping place.
'They can't be, can they?'
Looking through the flap he saw the to making or having love.
Herschel turned away and bit his finger. What was Rago going to say?
Would he be enraged?
Would he hurt Cycnus?
He swallowed hard again.
Flashback...
"Herschel?" Keyser asked pushing open the door. "Are you in here?"
"Is there something you wanted, Keyser?" The crow looking man nodded. "Master Rago wants you to go and spy on the redhead and the Kronos blader."
Herschel stood from his bed walked over. "But why, I thought that was your job." Keyser sighed. "I have other business to attend to, and he said to do it or he'll hurt Cycnus." Hershel's eyes darkened slightly at the warning.
"Alright," He said wanting to protect the one he loved. "I'll do it."
End flashback...
Herschel groaned. Why couldn't he and Cycnus just run away and live somewhere? Oh yes, because had forgotten that they have nowhere to go.
'I'll just go report and run away wit-!'
"Aguma!"
He looked over his shoulder and regretted it. Exhaling a shuddered breath he hurried along to the ancient temple to report his findings and then go hurl somewhere.
"Enter." Herschel walked in and kneeled before his master. "State your findings." Inhaling a breath of hope he lifted his head. "The Crown and Kronos bladers were...Were mating..."
"WHAT!" Herschel winced as a hand found his right cheek. "You Unneeded Tattooed Freak!" He shouted "Keyser! Bring me the SLUT!" The masked blader walked out with Cycnus, hands tied.
"Cycnus."
Keyser pushed him to his knees roughly and blindfolded him. Herschel felt his heart physically crack and shatter when Rago brought out his favorite whip. "Now," He said raising it above his head.
"Watch the suffering of your partner!"