A/N I know Gothel said the LAST of the magic, but can we say that it's not?I need it to be that way for you all! -Liz
I gulp, but don't dare move more.
"Nathan?" I can barely whisper his name. "How...how did you..." Nathan smirks.
"Struck a deal with your mother here." Nathan nods to Gothel, but his knife never retracts.
"What...what deal?" Nathan brings back the knife-but only slightly.
"Immortality comes with a price." Nathan says with a glint in his eyes.I gasp.
"So, when you came to court me-"
"That's right.I played the part quite well, didn't I?" He says smugly.I scowl.
"You're a monster, Nathan."
Suddenly, I hear the sounds of boots hitting the floor and a sword leaving it's holder. Suddenly, Nathan's at the tip of a knife.
"Release her!"
I know it's short. I have an excuse! Working on this ASAP.