@fearfuel
    Oh how the mighty have fallen. It had been years, so many years since they had first met; and things had changed so much since then. The innocence has long since been lost. Their relationship had been on the verge of falling apart, time and stress had worn them both down to where they were bare and exposed in the most fragile of ways. Their souls were drifting apart. Holding on so desperately but slipping away from the touch.
    Dex wouldnât allow it. He didnât want to let this go, the one thing that he had for himself that she couldnât touch. Sure, she thought she had control- and she did, in a way. But only over him, not Infernum. She controlled their relationship by controlling him, knowing that he knew better than to disobey her order with this relationship being held over his head. She probably thought she had him wrapped around her finger, but he had been wrapped tighter around Infernumâs.
    He was nervous to bring it up, but both of them knew that something was going to happen, something needed to change. What they had now had become stale, an unspoken silence fell between them and the nights they spent together were not filled with the same shower of sparks as they were when it all began.
    They had left just the other day, saying goodbye to the kingdom both had come to love. It had taken some time to prepare everything for their departure, but it was finally time. Infernum had relinquished his throne to a trusted confidant; and Dex had made sure his little science ducklings had been capable to take over his work. The final thing that he did was remove the chip that had been planted behind his ear, placing it on a ship that was to be sent far, far away. Giving them enough time to make their escape.
    Running was all they would know from this point forward, fleeing from the woman who would be filled with unmeasured wrath at finding out her favourite little pawn had abandoned her and their family. He would be replaced in due time, yet he knew that she would never find someone who would be able to do all he did. In the least he could hope that she never found someone to replicate his work with life extension. He had been sure to destroy all the research and notes he had on the subject as to not give her the chance to extend her reign any further. If they were lucky then she would age and die before catching them.
    Right now they were resting, finding a nice clearing with a pond and surrounding trees as they wandered from the kingdom. The weather was nice and permitted warmth. Everything seemed strange, peaceful, but also gloomy in a sense. There was so much muddy water to wade through when it came to their relationship, and Dex had never cared for getting muddy. He wasnât sure how to do this, how to begin. He was an intelligent man, but sincerity had been lost on him over the many years of facades and lies.Â
  âI... Iâm happy weâre doing this,â He started with a small sentence, his gaze avoiding the other as he stopped his wheels. Staring instead to the pond that glistened with clear water, almost feeling as if he would start to shed tears, âI really want to go back to how we were before.â
    Before. Before Widow had intervened, before time hardened their hearts, before Infe knew about who he really was. It had been such a lovely fantasy. He had simply been a person, not a killer or criminal, but a person who was seen as sweet and pure. Nobody ever suspected him, such a charming and kind man on the outside, though that individual had been broken long ago and replaced with a soldier trained to follow orders. He wondered if this was how he would always be, just a shadow of his former self. Or if there was hope that he could go back, find the child that was lost deep inside his heart and reignite the flames that had been doused by that wretched woman.
    He could only hope.
