"And how did you do that?" Syre questioned, pulling the duvet sheets away from him. I smirked at him, walking closer towards him.

"I knocked him out." He sighed, his grin not leaving his face. He stroked my hair, grabbing my waist. sending me chills down my spine. "Oh, Sophie."

He shook his head, making me giggle. "One of the best nights of my life." I protested, stroking his cheek. He cocked an eyebrow, cracking a grin.

"How come?" He asked, holding my hands. "You should have seen her face, my king. It was priceless."

He smirked, rolling his eyes. "You sure did have a great night." I nodded, burying my face into his chest. "But don't you remember anything I told you earlier?"

He stared down at me, his blue eyes turning ice cold. "I do remember," I trailed on, releasing myself from his grip. "But I was alone in the shadows for too long."

He rolled his eyes, sitting down on the chair. "My love..." He chuckled to himself, staring at me still. "Everything's about you, isn't it?"

I smirked. "I can't lie and say that's not true..." I bit at my lip, watching as he kept his eyes locked with mine.

"Right, right..." He trailed on, chewing the gum he had pushed into his mouth. "But sometimes you need to stay...down low." He continued chewing, his mouth closed.

"Syre, babe. How low can I stay?" I rolled my eyes, watching him grit his teeth. It then disappeared and his scowl turned into a smirk. "As long as I say...babe."

I sighed, walking towards my bed. "But what if I want to...get out?" I questioned, cocking an eyebrow. "Well then you'd have to wait for my signal. Not everything is about you, you know that right?"

I scoffed. "Yeah, I'm not going to listen to that. I go when I feel it's my turn." I cut eye contact from him. I heard him breathe out. "But what about when she finds out that he's not actually dead?"

I groaned, pulling the duvet over me. "She'd be angry with me, try to kill me but it ends up vice versa." He let out a small chuckle. "Right...Right."

"To be realistic though... I don't know what will happen..." I got up, pushing the duvets away. I strolled towards him, wrapping my arms around his neck and sitting on his lap.

"But all I know is that we are going to win and get the happily ever after we diserve." He grinned. I looked deep into his eyes, watching the ice in his eyes melt away.

He relaxed for a while, cupping my chin. "I think you're the best thing that's ever happened to me..." His cold breath hit me, making me swoon.

I shook my head, grinning wildly at him. "I know I'm the best thing that has ever happened to you." He chuckled again, giving me a shiver down my spine.

"Okay then. Enough with the sappy stuff..." He got up, carrying me bridal style. Laughing, I slapped his chest, feeling him chuckle on and on again.

He pushed me onto the bed, grinning at me. He leaned in for a kiss, going for my lower lip. A rush of Evil swept through me, the same thing I felt the night I kissed him in the trial.

Full of Evil. A kiss that could kill. I removed my lips from his, breaking free. I grinned, remembering what we were talking about. He was right... with us together, we were everlasting.

Closing my eyes, I drifted off to sleep, my hands around him.

I woke up to the sounds of thunder which seemed to be coming from outside. I shot up, looking to my left to see that Syre was no where to be seen.

My eyes trailed along the room, looking for him. I found him by the window. He was staring out of it, far from reality.

I got out of my bed slowly, pacing up to him. I touched his right hand which was resting on the windowsill.

Startled, her turned to face me, his face dull. His eyes were sharp and had now in his icy blue form. He opened his mouth, ready to speak, but clammed it shut.

I squeezed his hand, puzzled. "What's the matter?" I asked. He stared at me darkly, circles in his eyes. He then cut contact, staring at the sky.

"The wind...it's angry." He finally spoke, his voice silent. I cocked an eyebrow, not knowing what he was saying. "Syre, what do you mean."

He sighed, shaking his head. "They sense a war... A war that shouldn't be happening." I growled, getting annoyed by the quick answers.

"What do you mean war? I don't know anything about a war." He shook his head, his lips in a straight line. He turned to me, stone cold.

"Of course you don't, Sophie." He closed his eyes, trying to stay calm. He removed his hand from my grip. "You're causing a war. Just stop."

"How can I make a war. Plus, how can the wind tell?" I shook, startled from the thunder that just blew. "You started a war before, why not now?"

He shook his head, breathing out. "I did not start something, Syre. You don't know what you're talking about."

The School Master growled, throwing his hands into the air. "Listen, Sophie." He stared at me dead in the eye. "You created a war that you obviously can not finish."

I stared, startled by his outburst. "So this is what we're going to do," He stared out of the window. "We-we have no choice anymore. They're going to come...bigger than ever and you know what? We're going to beat them."

I cracked a grin, feeling my eyes becoming wet. He stared at me. His cold face leaving and turning back into the kind loving face he always gave to me.

He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a hug. "I don't know what to do..." I sniffled, burying my face into his chest.

"But I do... I know exactly what to do. As long as we have each other, we're unstoppable." I chocked a laugh, smirking.

"Thank you."

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