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Coldness of the Soul

Chapter 6: I'll never forget you

Krebain's body was found in the courtyard outside Vanyel's room. The body was taken and burned on Traitor's hill. It seemed that Krebain had been planning to take Vanyel and use him to take over Valdemar. No one knew how he had known about Vanyel's power before everyone else. It seemed Krebain had been keeping track of Vanyel for some time.

Tylendel was dressed in his Heraldic whites for the funeral and lay in the temple. The Death bell tolled, a ringing requiem. Tylendel was going to get a funeral suited for a Herald. According to the Companions and the rest of the Heralds he deserved it. Vanyel was like a ghost, always lost and not knowing where he was, for the few days after Tylendel had died, before the actual funeral.

The day before Tylendel was supposed to be buried, Vanyel asked to be left alone with him in the temple. After everyone left, Vanyel barred the doors so no one could get in. He went to Tylendel's side and whispered to him, "You left me, 'Lendel. There's no reason to live anymore."

Vanyel drew out a blade. "You told me you wouldn't leave me. Ever. And still you left. 'Lendel, you didn't keep your promise."

Vanyel put the blade to his wrists and cut them. Vanyel slumped against the table and his blood polled onto the table, dying Tylendel's whites a deep red.

Savil heard Yfandes whinny. She knew something was wrong. She followed Yfandes, as she bolted out of the Companion's field. She was heading towards the temple. Oh no, Vanyel, Savil knew Vanyel would try something. Maybe she hadn't paid enough attention.

Yfandes screamed. :Vanyel: She reached the temple and began to bang at the door with her hooves. :Why? Vanyel, why:

Vanyel smiled lightly and winced. 'Lendel, I'll join you and we'll never be separated again, he thought, to the realms of the dead, I come.

When Savil reached the temple, Yfandes was trying to kick down the door. The door began to fold and swung open, splintered. The doors hung off the hinges. Savil called the healers. She swept into the temple to find Vanyel at the front of the altar. Blood pooled around him. His wrists were cut. Yfandes was standing protectively over Vanyel. The healers came and did their best to stop the flow of the blood.

Coldness of the Soul
Epilogue

Vanyel's eyes fluttered open. Where am I? He thought, am I in heaven? Is this a new beginning? 'Lendel? Where are you? No, this isn't heaven. This is the healer's place in the palace. Why am I here? Who saved me?

Savil gasped as she saw Vanyel's eyes slowly open. "Oh my god, Vanyel. We thought we had lost you too." She gathered Vanyel into her arms. She felt him stiffen. "Vanyel, what's wrong?"

"Why, Savil? Why did you save me? There's no reason for me to live anymore. 'Lendel left. I was going to join him. Why did you save me?" His eyes were cold. Savil felt like they were boring into her soul, searching for the answer.

"Vanyel, it was for your own good." Savil tried to reason with him. "No, it isn't. I'll never be able to forget him." Savil looked at him. "We aren't asking you to." Vanyel turned on her. "Then why did you save me?" Savil returned his stare but looking at the agony and pain in his face, her eyes softened. "He would have wanted you to live." Vanyel was startled. "Wanted me to live…." He smiled, it was a painful smile but it was a smile. "And so I will, for him."

I mashed them together cause I was lazy. And it would be boring so yea. Enjoy. And... THE END! Muaha. Had fun writing this hope you had fun reading