OK, can i firstly thank all you greatguys who have reviewed this story! it was just a small idea and i'm so glad you love it. :) just be patient with me as i update it though, because i have patchy access to my computer. so, here is chp 2! enjoy.
and thanks again :)
Chapter 2: The Sanctuary
Thurid Guild is sitting in his office, flicking through a case file. He certainly did a lot with his life, that was for certain, he supposes. There are woodcuts and paintings of him in battle. He pauses at an old picture of him before he was killed. He was handsome, then. It is a heavy case file, full of stories and reports. It's a shame we never told him we had this, he reflects. He then places the file in a marbled dish and sets it on fire. We don't need this any more, he thinks, the sooner they forget him, the better. The paper curls and crumples to ash. Someone knocks on the door.
"Come in," he says, still watching the curling paper. He looks up and sees Remus Crux standing in the door. "I was just checking to see if you would still require my services as Detective, Guild," he says.
"Well, seeing as we have no one else, you'll have to stay, won't you?"
"I'll stay on then."
"As you were," Guild says. Crux walks out the room, an unmistakable smirk creeping across his face.
Guild sits in his office for a long time with his fingers steepled under his chin. In the ends, he can only think of one thing. He was always a better man than me. He stands and leaves.
I'm sorry its quite short, but hope you like it anyway
ps i wouldnt mind some more ideas for characters, ones who would actually miss him. i have read the books and stuff, but they are all currently on loan to friends. ta! :)
