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I was separated from him for days. My father would not allow me to see him. I was left to myself, horrible images entering my mind. I could only imagine what they were doing to him in that nauseating chamber where no light shone and hope seemed like unrequited love.
In the day I would sit in a corner, wallowing in my guilt and grief. At night I would hear his screams in my head and awaken with heavy breath to find it was only dreams of his torment.
How I begged my father to grant me entrance, to let me look upon his face one more time. Instead, he refused me. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for. Finally the last living Ice Warrior was receiving payment for the crimes of his kin.
I would have gladly taken his place before the guards' wrath. It was my own doing. True, he had attacked me with a forbidden technique secretly learned, but he had been afraid. It had all happened so quickly...could I have expected anything less? I had been so selfish, so blind!
I soon realized that I could not live like this. I had to do something...something...to set things right, even if it meant risking my life. For Touya, it would be justified.
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One night, I slipped from my quarters into the darkness of the corridor. My feet made no sound on the floor, for I hovered high above it.
I sent a soundless gust of wind down the hall, strong enough to knock over any palace guard. Then, keeping alert, I made my way toward the dungeon.
I met with no interference and arrived at the strong metal door. Leaning my sensitive ear against the steel, I began to knock quietly on various points, trying to find the weakest spot. Having found it, I extended my arm and slowly began circling it backward. Faster and faster it spun, until a small tornado formed around my fist.
A crash resounded as I punched through the steel. I heard no yells at the sudden noise, but I knew I didn't have much time. I flew through the opening and down the line of cells, my eyes not finding a glimpse of Touya.
Finally, I saw him in the last cell. I felt my heart clench in my chest, as if someone had attempted to crush it.
He was lying, bare body mangled, on the stone floor. His breath fell in short, heavy gasps, and his limbs shook with pain. The floor was stained with both the black of dried blood and the crimson of fresh.
Suddenly, there was a noise from within the cell. Two guards came into view.
"Well, well, if it isn't the Prince," one drawled. "I thought you weren't allowed to come in this nasty place."
I was incapable of speech. The sight before me filled me with both anger and sadness, and my body began to shake with building rage and grief.
"Come to join your friend?" the second questioned. "He's been keeping us company the past few weeks. We've been having all sorts of fun..."
Within seconds the cell bars were broken and my hands were at each of their throats. "Wha' did ya do to 'im?" I said, voice shaking and rapidly rising to a yell. "Wha' in the Worlds did ya hear'less scum do?"
They simply smirked at me, allowing my imagination to fill in the blank.
Enraged, enormous wind erupted around me, and they were sent flying from my grasp and into the stone walls. Both slumped to the floor, unconscious.
My breathing was rapid as I rushed to the Ice Warrior, whose vital blood blanketed the ground.
"Touya! Touya, please!" I begged, slowly lifting his upper body into my arms. "Cum on, open yer eyes!"
His body was limp in my grasp, but I could still hear his ragged breathing above my own. It meant nothing; he could still die.
"I'm gettin' ya ou' o' here, Touya," I whispered. "Yer gonna be okay, I promise..."
Unnatural tears streamed down my face, tears never before cried, as I gently lifted his fragile form and flew as quickly as possible back to my quarters.
