It was dark in the cold room. Occasionally, dropping water was heard, but the tension here was too strong for any man to endure.
The walls were built of stone, the ground almost like outside, and the only passage of light was a square-shaped hole in the wall, but it could not be accessed because iron bars were added to it.
There was a deep breath in the room. Meanwhile, it was cold and so the exhalation was seen in the moonlight, in which that exhalation from breathing came through the hole like steam.
After this great exhalation, the accelerating breaths of someone certainly terrified could be heard in the gloomy dark room.
The scared and surely anticipating what would happen next was a young, about twenty-year-old handsome brown-haired young man with a round face.
He could hardly calm down or rather not calm down at all. He felt adrenaline pouring into his veins that he had to get out of here before it was too late, but at the same time he felt that his escape would never happen.
He began to sweat a little nervously, but the truth was that he was cold. He was chained to a wooden and cold large chair that might have acted as the throne of prisoners and torturers.
He was also cold not only from the cold of this room, but also because he was naked. As they wanted.
He began to do as if nothing was happening as here entered a man dressed as a executioner holding torch and the things he brought here.
He put them on the table next to and the young man saw that he brought one of the first torture instruments that had him waiting. In the light of the torch, he saw another and much more, and wished to make him straight execution.
The executioner holding the torch looked at him, and the glow and warmth of a burning torch fell on the face of a brown-haired young man.
"I recommend you to be singing as a bird Christopher, because you do not expect anything nice now."
Christopher. That was name of this young man. The young man just swallowed, frightened inside, he knew what was coming.
That young man was eighteen and dressed as a student. It was nice outside, it was warm, the sun was shining beautifully without being covered by a cloud, and he stood there with his friends near the university and chatted cheerfully.
"What are you going to do over the weekend Chris?" Jimmy Z a young stagecoach driver, one of his friends glancing at him.
"If I should be honest, I don't know." Chris shrugged
"You and you don't know? You are the younger brother of the artist and Martin, he already mastered the university." Jimmy said
"Listen, now I'm going to do something. Goodbye." Chris said and he went back to the medieval town.
"Goodbye. The time is bad, but it will surely end once." Jimmy said and he watched Chris, who was now walking more deeper in the town.
Falcon Creek* was a medieval medium-sized city in the England. The city had it's own university and it was known for the largest number of falconers in the region.
Chris was a science student, namely animal science. His older brother Martin, although he also studied at the same university of natural sciences, took the path of an artist, a musician, a painter and a poet. Chris thought about becoming a lecturer at the same university and perhaps focusing a bit on the philosophy of the contemporary world.
Yes, he and his older brother were the sons of the pastor, but they decided took a more dangerous journey.
And that was disagreement with the present Church, which they could not say aloud. After all, the Vatican literally stabbed and hunted these people as hunted animals, heretics, whether they were innocent men or women, so they were heavily tortured, starved, executed by an ax or burned to the stake.
Although Chris was a young adult and secretly found himself unbelieving, the truth was that the girl he fell in love with here (a young noblewoman from Spain) was a Christian. Here, when it comes to love, the religious difference between them was one.
Rather, now it wasn't about people shouting whether God exists or not, but this all was mainly about the corruption of the Catholic Church.
Falcon Creek= Falcon City is in this historical AU a town in the medieval England, most of our heroes are Europeans in this