Hi! :D For the writing prompt ā« no. 1 Childhood. Seira, Rael and Regis. I miss these kids so much! Thank you! :)
He couldnāt stop his hands from trembling.
His heart thundered painfully in his chest, its echoes ringing loudly in his ears as he struggled and fought to draw shaky breath after shaky breath, his throat strangled, constricted as if trapped in a vice.
He sat there, on the edge of the cliff, looking over the dark expanse of water, curled up, knees pulled up to his chest, wondering what would happen were he to run. Would they follow him? Would they drag him back before the Lord? Would the Lord sentence him to eternal sleep?
He didnāt want to die, he thought as tears welled up in his eyes, and he had to bite harshly into his lip to stop himself from sobbing.
He was so happy when his father gave him Grandia. His very own Soul Weapon! He just couldnāt contain his excitement, having to try his hardest not to smile, not to bounce on his feet; his demeanor wasnāt as refined as his fatherās or brotherās, but he was still learning.
He was still young. Too young.
He stared in awe at the blades in his hands and raised his head to look at his father and ask him when he could start training with them, but his fatherās cold expression sent shivers down his spine.
āNo one must know,ā he ordered him slowly, calmly, and the threat lingering on the edge of his words made Raelās blood run cold.
No one could find out about Grandia.
The weapon was a secret, a secret that could brand him a traitor just for it being in his possession.
āThe ceremony is starting.ā Though spoken gently, the words startled Rael out of his reverie.
āAh, yes, of course!ā He said, composing himself and standing up quickly, giving Seira his best smile. āLet us go.ā
She looked at him for a moment before nodding. It wasnāt often when you could take a Kertia by surprise. Rael mustāve been quite lost in his thoughts. Still, whatever bothered Rael, it mustāve been a personal matter, so Seira would not mention it or ask about it.
As they walked back to the castle, Raelās thoughts kept drifting to the secret.
He couldnāt tell anyone, couldnāt rely on anyone, not even his own brother. If they found out this atrocious secret, heād be sentenced to eternal sleep.
He needed⦠he needed someone to tell him it would be alright, someone to reassure him he wasnāt a renegade.
āSeira, I haveā¦,ā he hesitated, but steeled his resolve and continued, āI have a question.ā
She merely tilted his head to him and waited patiently for his inquiry.
āWhat would you do if ā if you had a secret that would make you a traitor?ā
āI would willingly surrender myself to eternal sleep,ā she stated simply, as if it was the most natural, most obvious answer to such a question.
Raelās heart stopped, dread and despair crushed even the last fragments of hope.
Surrender to eternal sleepā¦