And Yet You Told Me Otherwise
By Unachieved Nirvana
Thanks Imania…again, for being my sole reviewer. Extra Kudos for you! :)
I've changed the summary to see if people get a better idea of what my story is about, because I want people to give this a chance. I know it's really different from what everyone is used to seeing. But hey, Lucca/Magus stories were once really rare here, and trust me I know I've been here a long time.
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Chapter 3: Truth be Told (The Pact)
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I looked into her cerulean blue eyes and decided that I could confide my secrets with her. And so I started my tale,
"The leader of the Knights of the Square Table, Cyrus and myself were sent on a mission to penetrate Magus' Fort and catch them by surprise to be brought before the Chancellor." I began, images of Cyrus, Leene, her Father, and my other friends flashing through my mind. "I must have been about fifteen at the time. We had ridden for about four days and finally had reached our destination. As we were sneaking through the forest that surrounded the Fort we were intercepted by the Demon himself, and his lead General Ozzie."
I had to pause for a moment, thinking about what I had did exactly then. I saw them, and froze. In the hour in which I should've stood next to my leader and fight till the death side by side with my best friend I stood there paralyzed by my own mind and watched as my best friend ran to his death. I was so weak, it ate me up inside, and I got what I deserved, my dignity was taken from me, and I am what I am now, a monster. I turned to Marle her innocent eyes still staring at me it unnerved me a bit.
"Then I was consumed by my fear, and I couldn't move, everything I had learned about the sword had fled my mind." I admitted, "and I watched my best friend run to his death by the hands of the evil mage Magus. I just stood there frozen. Cyrus' body burned before my eyes. I had failed the only person who ever believed in me."
There was silence for a long time, my silence was because I was praying to whatever higher power was out there that Marle didn't hate me for the rest of her life. The story makes me hate myself and I can deal with that, but I wouldn't be able to withstand her hating me.
"I believe in you Frog." She said simply.
She moved out of her sitting position and lay on the moistened grass, she closed her eyes and took in a deep breath.
"I sentenced a man to death." She said quietly, I looked at her in shock, "He was definitely innocent, I saw the entire thing with my own eyes, but they threatened to kill my mother if I said anything."
"HOW DARE THEY THREATEN YOU!" I yelled, my emotions getting the best of me, which earned me a curious look.
She sat up now sitting across from me.
"Anyway, as I was saying, I was called as a witness at the trial, my testimony would be the deciding factor if that poor man lived or not." She continued, "And I lied saying that he had robbed the small shop in town. The look on that man's face still haunts me, the look of utter betrayal and disgust."
Then tear welted up in her eyes and her small frame shivered. It wasn't fair, someone of her age shouldn't have to deal with something like that, especially not Marle, the most caring woman I have ever met, well, besides Leene.
"And they killed her anyway…I lied for nothing, they killed my mother anyway!"
My heart stopped at that very moment.
"I killed that man! AND THEY KILLED MY MOTHER!" Her fury was knitted within her words, and her tears now freely fell.
I didn't know how to deal with a furious woman, especially not a furious princess. I searched for the words within my mind, but came up blank, I wanted to wipe away her tears so badly, but I knew that I couldn't.
"I'm sorry," She sniffled through her tears, "I hate myself every time I even think about how I let that man down, a man I didn't even know, and I hate it how those men went back on their word and killed my mother anyway!"
Now, I knew what to say.
"You shouldn't hate yourself Marle, you did what you thought was right. You protected your mother, the Queen of Guardia. It isn't your fault my dear, it's their's completely. And once this adventure is over I promise to help you avenge your mother." I said this with true intentions.
Marle looked up and me her cheeks stained by her salty tears.
"And I promise to help you avenge Cyrus, and all the people in this time period who have witnessed the wrath of the Mystic army." She held out her tiny hand.
I hesitated for only a moment, and took her hand in mine and shook it.
That night I had learned that the Princess and I had more in common then I would've liked to believe.
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Yet, another chapter out, I really like this story so I'm gonna continue with it!
As always suggestions are welcomed.
xoxo Nirvana