#killian wright

He may act tough but he’s a soft bean teddy  bear okay?

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“Mr Wright!  Good morning, will Ms Kyrius be having breakfast out on the terrace today?” he heard Cecilia,  the one maid who didn’t fear him, the one voice he didn’t hear last night amongst the others.

He did not look back to see her “ I don’t know, ask her yourself. I’m leaving” he mumbled, his face darkened as he spoke. Cecilia arch a brow skeptical of his words. She had eyes. She saw how he cared for Kyrius. “Are you sure you want to leave now? What about Ms Kyrius? Did you two have a fight?” she asked worriedly.  She’d also seen how Kyrius saw him. “ Nevermind her.  S-she’s fine, I’m  just.. leaving” she noticed as his gaze met the floor at the  mention of the blonde.

Cecilia explained to him about the room's arrangement as she did Kyrius and said he was free to go. He walked away and out of the establishment.  she looked worried, why would a man so infatuated as he was, leave without the woman he was  infatuated with. She walked to the backroom and saw her colleagues talking, more like gossiping she thought.  Nevertheless, she sighed and approached. 

 “Do any of you know if something happened between Ms Kyrius and the mercenary?”  they all shook their heads “odd.. He up and left just now.. It's the crack of dawn and there is no sign of Ms Kyrius?” she heard her colleagues snickered 

“Well, better that way,  I was wondering when would he stop being such an eyesore” one of them murmured “ next to Ms. Kyrius, of course, jeesh how dare he put his eyes on her” the other one  spoke, and  Cecilia frowned. 

“What do you all mean? Mr Wright brought back mis Kyrius in one piece, if it wasn’t for him who knows what would’ve happened to her” she spatted to her colleagues whose gazes lowered in shame “Just because he isn’t a knight or a crusader, or any other job you deemed worthy. Does not mean he’s a bad person, or a lesser candidate… At least Ms Kyrius doesn't seem to think so, she wouldn’t think  of anyone that way, and certainly not Mr Wright”. 

Her colleagues slumped on their chairs as they were scolded, Cecilia was right. What they did, what they said. It wasn’t something Kyrius would ever do, she wouldn't care about those kinds of superficial things. She was kind and caring to everyone, anyone. Cecilia sighed. “What if he heard you bunch? What if what you said made him think the worst of Ms Kyrius?”. The maids said nothing,  they just continued to talk amongst themselves. 

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It was almost high-noon  by the time the airship reached the city of Izlude. He was fighting himself about how he had just left as soon as the sun came out, and what would she think of him. But the maids were right, he looked over at his calloused hand and remembered how they felt holding on to her small delicate one, how he said her name so clearly, over and over again. He blushed before stepping out, he walked to the mercenary guild soon enough and Vera looked at him surprise 

“Oh! There you are, you rascal! You took off and said nothing!!” she scolded, but soon stopped, noticing the gloomy aura that surrounded the tall brawny man.

 “You look like you've been caught on a stampede of Savages. Sit, I’ll serve you food” he sat  and as she said, she came back with a trail filled with assorted meats. 

“So, did you take that ladies request after all?” Vera finally asked, he did take off the day she mentioned the blonde would depart on her request. At the mention of the warlock,  his mood seemed to worsen. She has no idea why. She brushed her hair confused.  “Whether you took it or not, it doesn’t matter, afterall you didn’t even brought a contract with you”

He took a bite of his food, he realized what Vera hinted at,  no contract no pay, no contract no obligation, and still he left, he went, he accompanied her. “It’s fine.. I don’t mind not getting paid for that job” Vera’s expression shifted, she’d known the man since he was a teen,  she was surprise when the captain of the Royal guard dropped him off, but he was a hard worker, and he was determined to work his way up, to earn as much money as he could. So it stumped her that he didn’t care about this  job, especially because the warlock was being more than generous. 

“Oh I get it” She mused, causing him to finally look up from his plate “ you fell for the pretty blonde didn't you?” Vera teased, not knowing  how true her words had been. He choked on his meal. She wasn’t expecting that reaction from him. She waved a hand in dismissal. “ what am I saying,  you’re the most awkward dude around women, even if you fell for the pretty lady, there would be no way you acted on it”.

He almost growled, remembering that he actually did acted on it. She acted on it. He slammed his pitcher down on the table  and her eyes widened. 

“ I’m going back to the dorms… Don’t bother me”

 Once again she was surprised. The man had spoken clearly to her, no stutter, no hesitation, his greatest source of teasing had been his stuttering around women, but now he had not stuttered. Vera crossed her arms intrigued, whatever he went through with the pretty warlock must've really done a number on him, she just couldn’t tell if it was for better or for worse.

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PART 2 

Why!

She argued in her head, running through the streets of Prontera as she left a trail of ice behind her. Her emotion ran wild and if it wasn't because of her runes she was sure to freeze the whole city in her sorrow, but rather the thunder could be heard in the distance as she finally made it to her home and closed the door. 

Why!!

The voice in her head got even louder as she let herself fall on the floor, tears finally falling down her honey brown eyes, as she silently sobbed and whimpered. 

“Master” Chase called out, kneeling next to her sobbing master, a pat on her back, while he examined her “what happened?” he asked worriedly. She hiccupped, the hairs that frame her face plastering to her  cheeks, the ponytail she had before completely disheveled.

“He’d forgotten about me..” she mumbled in between sobs “I am nothing, just another one, he’s forgotten.. “ she did her best to contain her cries but she couldn't, she just pulled on her own hair “why is this happening again?…”

“Who .. forgotten about you.. Master please?” Chase tried his best to calm her down as he noticed the floor around them started to freeze over and the thunder outside became louder and the rain started to pour down the city.  Kyrius shook her head and stayed there.

“He left.. He was gone, he disappeared, I thought he was dead…  and now he’s back.. Now he’s come back… and I mean nothing… He doesn't remember who I am.. Just don’t wanna maybe he’ll just want to leave me behind like he said … leave everything about his life behind”

“Master..  Are you talking about that Mistrel? Master, I thought you were over that man?”

“Is not him” Kyrius shook her head as she cried “It’s Killian… it's the mercenary… he doesn't remember me... How naïve of me.. How could I even think I deserved him? .. maybe he just want to forget”

Chase growled. He knew who she meant, he wanted to kick him behind the moment he saw him at the keeper residence. “Master, are you sure he’d forgotten about you? That he wants to forget you? ” Kyrius shook as she sobbed 

“What does it even matter? I’m not even willing to ask, after all, what am I but another naive woman in his path.” she sobbed and hiccupped, the last time she pushed someone to try and remember her things didn’t turn out too well “It’s a curse and I can’t get away from it, I’m not fighting a curse. Chase I’m done, let him forget remember me. Let him think I am no one, let me be another woman, let him forget me,  because I would rather he not address me anymore … let him be cursed with the burden of forgetting everything about me” 

As soon as he saw her leave, run even , his heart slumped into his stomach, why would he not say a thing,  why said he wanted to leave that part of his life behind? Yes he wanted to be seen as something else than a mercenary, but out of everything  he endured while being one, she was the one memory he'd like to keep, the one person whom he was doing all this for, because he wanted to be worthy of her. Because he wanted to give her the world, and he sure couldn't do that as a mercenary. 

“I guess you can’t change the past” Allen commented as he patted his pupil in the back “You did scare her off pretty good,  don’t worry she’ll come around” 

Killian paid no mind, no attention to what his teacher said, as his feet moved and took off after her.  “Why am I such an Idiot?” he grunted on his way out. 

Allen just saw him take off and his violet eyes trailed his direction confused and shocked “he must really feel bad about what happened” Allen retorted, though was interrupted by the sound of his wife chuckled 

“Oh, I don’t know about that my dear..”  Allen raised a brow, the mischief on his wife’s  crimson eyes evident, and  once again he looked at his pupil running after his daughter and then back to his wife. 

Prepare to die

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Over a week went by since he started to spar with the one they called Blood Rose, his master’s son in law.  Day by day he got re-acquainted with the skills he had been  so adamant to tap into. The training he received while being ordered around, while being nothing but a shell of a man, while being nothing more than a slave, and a killer. He panted, pulling back, after having blocked one more of the redhead’s attack. 

“Is that all you got!” Killian smirked and held on to his sword while supervised by his teacher who watched from the veranda with a grin across his lips.  Allen chuckled, leaving it to his own pupil to get cocky over these last couple of sparring sessions. 

“Keep Pushing Wrightstone” Rose replied before he took back his stance. The redhead appreciated this training session, and thanked his father in law for them; it had helped him in getting better at controlling his powers after he nearly poisoned his own wife. He still resented that, especially since she stayed away from him for a while after that. He sighed and crossed his katar in front of his face before launching back, it had been a great way to unwind and let out his frustrations, he appreciated the squire for that.

The sound of steel on steel could be heard as one attack was blocked and the other blow came into contact with the another. They were almost evenly matched.

“He’s gotten better” Allen heard the voice of his lovely eldest daughter come into the veranda as she leaned in on the stone railing, a baby dragon by her side,  hovering over next to her as her hand patted the creature's snout.  “Glad you think so I was thinking maybe he could retake the Chivalry quest by the end of the week” 

Saya stood straight , her long straight sky blue hair, brought up in a ponytail sway as she did. “Do you think it is a good idea? He isn't bad. As I remember last time he breezed through the practice exam… it was his heart that betrayed him” Saya commented and  Allen chuckled. 

“You were just as big of a trouble maker as he was,  safe me odin you’re still a troublemaker, thank the gods, for that Boyfriend of yours that keeps you in check” Allen retorted and Saya huffed annoyed at the comment.

“Unlike him I knew what it meant to be a Knight, even if I had my own resentments and quirks. He didn’t… also the man couldn't lie to the examiner and say he wanted to protect the party?” She swayed her hips to the side and her father almost hit the back of her head. What type of daughter did he have? “Also, Holy’s outside. She asked if I could asked Rose to come meet her, so if you don’t mind releasing my sister’s ball and chain for a minute” Saya once again patted the dragon on his side as she turn on her heel “ Thanks dad bye~” she mused leaving a confuse Allen on the veranda alone. 

He sighed and  motioned for them to finish  their sparring session before he motioned for Rose to go meet his daughter, not without teasing him about a grandchild before he left, which granted a chuckle from the dark skinned male. 

“Keep laughing and I’ll find that reason of yours and tell her about your cowardice,” Allen teased, and Killian almost but stopped talking. Especially since he had a hunch his reason was closer than he thought .  “Good luck with that '' The man replied before picking up his sword and putting it away, he was determined to stay as far as he could from her,  at least until he could call himself worthy. He was sweaty and sore from all the exercise and training. Allen just looked him over with arms crossed.

“What do you think about going with me to the knight guild, and taking your chivalry test” The blonde spoke his amethyst eyes tracing as his pupil stop in a halt and put his sword away with a shaking motion, he didn’t turn back to see his master he only stared at the sword in front of him and the memory of his first chivalry quest flooded his mind.

“Do you really think I’m ready?” He all but mumbled his words still facing the swords. All he heard was Allen “mhm” and he turned to see his teacher, the determination in his amethyst eyes told him he believed  he could,  that he was ready, that he could do anything he put his mind to.

“ Alright.. Let's do it”

That day he walked  back to the room he decided to rent  in Prontera, while he was training he wasn’t working or even accepting a simple request from the adventurers guild, but he had saved enough money over the course of the years that allowed him this much. He went by the market and got some of his rations for the day before he passed by a jewelry shop. A single piece caught his attention, he’d seen it before. He approached the  vendor before he saw the single earring on the table,  it was a single stud with a long silver chain and at the end, a shimmering clear scale. 

“Excuse me” the merchant turned to see him and almost dismissed him, his ragged appearance, likely putting him off. He sighed, he outta listened to Lily and at least get his haircut. “Sir Is that an Ice Scale?” The merchant's ears perked up, not everyone was able to recognize the good he displayed. 

“Why yes, it is, are you interested?” the merchant asked this time. Killian couldn’t keep his eyes off it as he nodded “ how much?” he asked and the merchant gave him a price twice as much as the reward he’d gotten from the warlock for hunting it. He thought about it for a minute before he even  made a decision. What were the chances this was the same scale? 

“Fine” he brought out the satchel and paid for the thing, the merchant wrapped it carefully and he took it back to his room. The room he rented was in the second level of the a building close to the market, it was but a Rectangular space, a full size bed at the end of the room by the window, and small coffee table in front of it, a bathroom to the right of the entrance and a small kitchen that serve his purpose, an island that separated the kitchen from the area where he slept and two bar stools.  The window at the end was more like a sliding door that allowed him access to a small balcony. 

He took out some seeds from the bag he brought with him to refill the bird seeder outside, before sitting on the bed  and looking at the earring he’d just bought, he agreed he’d take the chivalry test later that week, two days from the current day.  He stared at the silver earring and the shimmering scale in his hand. 

I am back  my lovelies 

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Killian’s gaze went from the table to the stairs and again, it was a constant at this point. The hopes that his master daughter would finally awake and join them downstairs grew  by the minute, he wished more than anything to apologize, no just because of what just happened  but what had happened when he was a teen.

“She’s not coming down any time soon, sweet boy” Lily retorted as she picked up the plates in the kitchen, they had just finished dinner. 

The dark skinned man did nothing but sighed, and then he let his head fall on the table they sat. “I shouldn’t apologize in person… Maybe I’ll scare her even more”

Allen laughed at his pupil comments, he did remember the main reason why his daughter became so scared of him as a teen. It’s been just how unhinged his pupil had been that day after failing his first chivalry test. Even Allen was scared to talk to him that day, his eyes had been the pure embodiment of death and despair, and his spirit was crushed into pieces.  

“Don’t sweat it, it’ll be Fi –”  Allen stopped his words suddenly, his sword unsheathed out of nowhere as he blocked a current that came out of nothingness, and into the direction of the dark haired man. 

“What! –” Killian's eyes widened, all he saw was the steel clash with what seemed to be claws coming straight at him.

“You!” the creature snarled, his crimson eyes looking straight at his silver ones, his fangs just as sharp as his claws, and the sheer force in which he pushed Allen’s sword back, made him think his master may not be able to hold back for long. 

Within maybe seconds of their dispute, they heard Lily’s voice “Enough!!” The current of magic that flew from the woman’s body was so heavy it made it hard to even stand. 

Her crimson eyes met crimson as she saw the feral creature at their home “Stand down Incubus” her voice, and that high pitch sweet voice she had was gnarly,  mixed with such commanding presence the creature could do nothing but to bow down.

“Master Lily, I ” The creature spoke and Allen sheathed back his sword. ”His scent, it’s mixed in with hers!!” 

Lily looked down at the incubus over her lashes as he bowed. “ Of course it is, he slept in her room. It wouldn't surprise me if hers was tangled with his” The incubus looked up as to say something else but Lily did not allow it, if he could only speak, his master’s mother would know exactly why his demeanor had been so hostile, but before he could she spoke again. “She’s in her room Incubus, go serve your master” 

Chase growled at the command and Lily’s gaze put him down, his crimson eyes narrowing as  he looked over at the dark skinned male from above his shoulder. 

“Chase, go tent to your master”  Lily commanded again, and the creature disappeared within the shadows, Vanished just as fast as he came.  Lily Smile and approached the table  as  Allen just sat at his place and drank some tea 

“How about some dessert?” she asked and Killian couldn't speak, he’d been caught by surprise,  if it wasn’t because of his master who know the kind of damage the incubus by the name Chase would’ve done. He needed to get stronger,  he needed to train he needed to become not just a Lord Knight he needed to be more than just that.  

“Mother’s magic was released, why?” Kyrius asked, she was sitting on the bed. Her hair down her back hitting her hips and her eyes slightly blanked as she tried to come back from her temporary trance.

“The man downstairs had your scent…” Chase replied coming out of the shadows, Kyrius looked at him, and tilted her head “My scent?” Chased Nodded, and Kyrius remembered her mother said he stayed in her room the night before. She shrugged it off. 

“Its fine, don’t be overprotective. I don’t even know the man. I wouldn't want to know him, last time we crossed path it wasn’t a pleasant experience”

Chased saw as his master went under the sheet  ready to go back to sleep,  the sheets, the covers that were drenched in  the man's scent, the same scent he’d smelled on her that day she’d came back to their home, with an expression he never wanted to see on her. The same night she went to sleep by herself without a single speckle of light  to soothe her.  The night he heard her cry in her sleep. Though he doubted she knew, he doubted she was aware the male downstairs was the same she’d laid with. 

Back at Izlude, Allen watched over his pupil as he went over the course in the backyard, he remember dropping him off at the mercenary’s guild when he was distraught after not being able to become a Knight, he was good and he was still good, but back then he’d been broken, and now, he could not point it, he could not understand why, but the man he called his pupil had grown. Not because he was now a man, but something in his eyes, and the way he talked, told him, somewhere, somehow, he may have started healing. 

“Alright  Wrightstone, I want you to  cut down that dummy over there, and don’t stop until I see his head roll” 

Kyrius had trouble walking alongside her mother, the runes had been placed yet again on her body but in the process excess mana had to be drained out of her. Lily had made sure she didn’t go home , made it a point for the warlock to come back to her  childhood house for  the  sorcerer to observe her and she had agreed. 

“It looks like your father is in the back training, shall we go pay him a visit?” Kyrius looked over at her mother who was overly cheery still,  despite the amount of magic they both had  expended  during the ritual, but nonetheless she agreed. She knew her father would appreciate seeing her,  he was the overbearing papa bear that her mother wasn’t, and had always doted on his daughters a little more than what he needed, so when they all left he was the first one to check on them almost every day. 

As Kyrius stepped closer to the backyard where the training ground her father build with his own hand stood, she felt something hit the ground and  touch her feet, everything was still a little fuzzy from her earlier endeavor,  but as soon as her brown eyes meet the floor the dummy head lay on her feet,  sending back memories of her as a child and her voice became a scream.

Allen and Killian whom where closed heard the scream and  Allen stood to his feet  as soon as he heard it  

“Fuck, that sounded like honey bee.. Stay here Wrightstone, I‘d hate for you to be caught up on a magic current, our little ice princess can be a little bit of a menace at times” 

The dark haired man looked him over, he wasn’t sure what he meant but he trusted his master, though something about that scream sounded familiar,  he just couldn’t place it. 

About an hour went by, where he continued going over the course, his master place for him, though when he didn’t come back and the sun was coming down he decided to head back inside the house.  As he walked through the door, he noticed Lily was in the kitchen and his master was coming down the stairs. 

“Is everything okay?” Killian asked curiously as he rested the sword he was given  in its place before he entered. He saw his master sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. 

“I swear you gone and done it again Wrightstone” Killian eyes blinked confused as to what he meant, before he received a glass of water from Lily.

“He’s talking about Honey bee. Sweet boy, you’ve gone and scare her off her wits again. Allen got the guest room ready, since we’ll most likely keep Honey bee here overnight ”  Lily  explained this time, making sure whatever she was brewing in the kitchen didn’t burn. 

“I.. it was not my intention!” He immediately  responded and was met with a pat on the back from the Lilac hair woman.

He’d been so determined after talking to Vera he  just darted out of the guild, without a plan,  without knowing if he could become  what she had asked him, what he needed to  become. Someone worthy of the sun. 

How could he do that when he couldn't even  make the one person who ever believed in him proud? He let that person down when he failed his Chivalry test to become a knight.

His steps lead him as to knowing exactly where he needed to be, as if subconsciously he knew what he needed to do. He stepped in front of a house, where a lone lily flower was standing on the foyer,  a place where he spent many of his teen years. 

The lights were still on despite it being night already. This home,  this place, it was but  the home of his master, his former teacher’s home. Kyrius had once said something to him, which reminded him of his master. 

“ You can do anything you believe in” 

He sighed remembering her smile as she said it. A moment later he was knocking on the door.  Within a minute the door opened, his silver gaze meeting that one of the male who now stood in front of him.  The man leaned against the door frame, his eyes a deep shade of violet that glimmered with the light of not sunshine as they normally did, but moonlight, his ash-blonde hair rested gracefully  over his shoulder, as he crossed his hands over his chest at the sight of the dark skin mercenary. 

 “Killian” 

Killian almost shivered at the silkiness of his voice, his master was a man who would elicit jealousy of anyone, the type of man who’d look perfectly by the arm of the warlock he was crushing on, though the mere idea of it blinded him. 

 “Ma.. Master” the man in front of him  chuckled 

“A stutter? really?  I thought you only did that with women” The black hair man shook his head 

“Nevermind the stutter!  Listen, I want to train, I want to try again” The blonde raised a brow looking up and down at his former pupil who now stood just as tad taller than him. He was but a child when he was taught to fight the ways of a Knight, when he tried to become a  fully fleshed man of chivalry and failed, when all he knew was mistrust and abuse.  All he cared about then was to keep himself alive.  The look on the blonde changed from an amused look to a serious one as he unfolded his arms in front of him. 

 “What made you change your mind?” The sharpness in his voice, like an unsheathed sword , could cut through almost anything if he wished to, and now, now he was cutting right down his pupil determination, his resolve. 

“Last time you were pretty adamant at the fact that this was not a life for you” his former master continue sternly “ That you were too broken, too untrusting,  too far gone, to even be anything but what you were, a fighter, a slave who’d only fight to keep himself alive. That’s why I dropped you off at the mercenary’s guild.” 

The dark skin man bit his lips, remembering the shell he had once been, the shell he still was. 

“Things..” his voice shook, trembling even “ Things have changed.. I want to try, I want to fight.. Not for myself, not to stay alive, I want to protect that which is precious to me, I want to be worthy, I want to be able to stand by those I..”  He cut himself off, feeling the red on his cheek bubbled. The one I love. 

“Allen, who’s at the door” the voice of a female came from the back and the door opened to let the woman's crimson eyes and lilac colored hair show. She looked like she was getting ready for bed. The woman smiled broadly as her eyes met those of the mercenary. 

 “Is that… little Killian at our door?” she chirped, before she grinned, the woman’s high pitch voice sounded just as sinister as he remembered it as a kid. Though she meant well she was just eccentric. 

“Goodness Allen dear, what you did to the poor kid, why is he all red?” The blonde man sighed, the one thing that’ll make him come down from his all so high horse, was his wife. 

“ Alright.. Killian,  if you believe you’re ready, I have no objection to training you, and  helping you prepare for the Knightly crusades, but know this;  it was not your inability to fight that prevented you from passing.”  Allen pointed at the man’s chest “It was  your own heart, your selfishness, and deception. A knight is selfless, a knight is chivalrous,  A knight puts the well being of the many above his own. Are you sure you’re ready to be that?” 

Killian brought his hand into a fist, as his hair blew with the soft breeze of the night and the light of the moon came up to shine above him, as he thought of the smile that had made him shiver “for her..”  he thought before nodding, maybe he wouldn't put the need of the many before his own, but he’ll surely put her above all. 

“ Yes.. I am.. I’ve found my reason to be all that and more..” Allen grinned at the determination in those silver eyes, something he thought extinguished on his pupil that day he found him at the Morroc ruins cave alongside those other slave children. 

 “Very well then. I’d love to know whatever this reason is. For it, to ignite such fire in your eyes boy, where even I could not” 

Lily chuckled and hooked her arms alongside those of the mercenary “Of Course you couldn't my love, Can’t you see”  The woman with lilac hair grinned “ but, that’s something I’d let Killian tell you in due time” She wink at a very confused mercenary who blush at the gesture, as he was being pulled inside the home by the woman.

As the familiar chime of the front door rang it marked the warlock's departure from the place, and Vera looked at the pouched left in her counter the one she now held in her hand, and her eyes darted to the back door. She moved with all intention to murder the man if it wasn’t because he was already dead beat as she stepped through the door she found him. Defeated and deflated, leaning against the wall, his face covered mostly by his overgrown bangs.

“I froze” his voice lower even so than what it normally was, she stared his hand clench into a first at his sides.   

The coin purse hit his feet and the golden round currency fell at his feet as the coins hit the ground, he didn’t look. 

“Take it, she said you earned the mission reward not her '' Vera crossed her arms, unsure what to say, how to feel, about this all situation as she saw him slump into the floor and bring his knees up to his chest.

“Wright why? Why  do you insist on hiding from her? What are you afraid of? ”

“I’m not afraid” his silver eyes showing from under his bangs as he eyed the coin purse. Then back to the ground and hugged his knees tighter to himself like a babe who cradled himself for comfort. Before Vera could reply  to him he continued. 

“She’s like a shining star. No. She’s like the sunshine, warm, comforting and  bright, beautiful , and unattainable” nothing but sorrow came from his tone, and vera just waited, waited for him to say anything else, for his self loathing to end “I’m just a mercenary,  next to her I’d do nothing but to dimmed that bright light, stained the sunlight and bring nothing but shame to her. By being by her side I’d be but a shadow looming around her perfect smile, why did I think I could be anything else? Why did I dare dream I could have some warmth and comfort for once?” He covered his eyes on the palm, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to come down his eyes. “ They were right, gosh they were  right, I’m not enough, I’m just a lowly mercenary and I’ll be nothing but that.”

Vera groaned and with less than a strike forward she kneel  next to the man, and pulled him by the hair forcing him to look at her, she could see his silver eyes fogged up with the sadness that overcame him and the self deprecation he felt for himself “Who the fuck put those ideas in your head boy?!”  his eyes widened as his silver met those of the woman and all he saw was rage.

“The fact that you’re a mercenary means absolutely nothing!” she all but yelled at him as she pulled so hard on his hair it made him wince “Whoever drilled those ridiculous notions into your head need to put on some reality glasses” Vera let go of his hair with such force he almost stumble to the floor before she stood 

“The way I see it, you’re in love with her, and yes she may be all that, she could be the Sun incarnate for all I care. I don’t doubt it” he bit his lips listening to her “ But let me tell you something, fight! Wright fight for that sunlight, because at the end of the day The moon loves the sun and despite their distance she loved him, even though they only get to meet at dawn and twilight they still love  each other despite their difference”

The man chuckled at the comparison “Are you comparing me to the moon? Really?” 

“That’s exactly what I am doing, Idiot!! If it wasn’t because the Sun loves the moon so deeply it chooses to share its light with it, we wouldn't have the brilliant moon we see every night, the Sun brings out the best on the Moon,  and the way I see it,  Since she came into your life, You’re becoming that which you were always meant to be, she bring the best in you... So  take that money,  go find her, but if you still feel like you’re not enough to stand by her side, do something about it! Become someone who’s worthy to be  by her side, become someone worthy to be the moon to her sun, you and I know you can do it” his gaze finally went up from the ground to hers, she could see his silver eyes shine with determination.

He continue to tab his foot on the floor, he was getting restless at this point, it’ve been a week since he’d make up his mind, and he could feel his resolve slipping, he didn’t think it would be this hard to meet her,  she’s been coming to find him for the better half of last week and now, now she was nowhere to be found. He  brushed his hair back, finally getting on his feet, he’d been doing that every so often, he kept sitting down and standing back up, now he was pacing. 

 “Keep on doing that you’ll make a hole in the floor” Vera quipped. The picture of calm, as she was cleaning the glasses behind the counter 

“I don’t.. I don’t get it..” 

Vera shrugged “ Told you she was tired, maybe she’s done chasing after your flaky behind” 

He glared at Vera, his silver eyes narrowing in a mixture of annoyance and impatience, suddenly he stopped as if realizing something “ you! Vera, you got her information from the request, tell me where she lives” He came so close to the counter his face was almost inches from her. 

“ don’t be ridiculous Wright,  you’ll be borderline stalking her if you do that” she pushed him away with a finger on his forehead, and he groaned before letting his head down on the counter.

 “I don’t want to do that”. 

Vera laughed loudly, she’d had the best couple weeks so far since the male came back from his mission and she found out he was with the blonde. 

The familiar chime of the guilds door opening  came up and his eyes darted to the door the familiar figure stand at the threshold, her ash blonde hair swept to her side on a braid, and at that moment, the moment her sweet honey scent, filled the room, the moment the light radiated from her mere presence, at that moment all the courage he’d gathered, the determination, it all left his body as his knees buckled at the sight of her, and his body, his body moved almost immediately, not to where she was but, behind the counter, again

“ Seriously!!!” Vera yelped, seen as the man rushed inside the back room this time around. He was sure, Vera was fed up with him and may have just drag him out of there, but as much as he thought he’d had the courage to face her, he realize at that moment, maybe he was not.

“ What happened to : I’m talking to her?!” she complained from the other side of the door and he only replied with a grunt.  Though Vera could do nothing but halt when she heard the man’s voice from the other side. 

“Vera!” Kyrius’s  voice was soft as she spoke not cheery as often “I’m guessing I’m out of luck today too huh?” she smiled sadly, and  Vera said nothing, though without her noticing she looked over her shoulder at the door that stood behind her.  Behind it laid the man she was looking for. How she wished she could just drag him out of the backroom and present it to the blonde like some kind of trophy and just collect the reward she offered. 

“ Sorry pretty thing, he’s not here” from the other side of the door he lowered his face as he listened to the conversation, aching, asking himself why was he such a coward? but at the same time reminding himself, this cowardness, was just one of the reason why he didn’t deserve her.

 “ is alright Vera, I didn’t come with the intention to find him anyway.  I know you can’t take the payment for the request,  but can you at least give him this?” Kyrius brought up a coin purse, it was hefty, Vera knew as it made a thud sound as soon as it hit the counter. 

“ It’s not the wages for the job.. Is the reward for the quest.. I didn’t do a thing, to be honest, I was actually more of a burden than anything. If it wasn’t for him, I would’ve been dead.. So please, can you at least take this on his behalf,  give it to him whenever he … whenever he comes by” 

Kyrius smiled but the counter keeper could see deep within her eyes, how disappointed she was, how sad even. The blonde didn’t look like the type of women who’d  just take a man to bed for fun, beside she’d tried to reach out, she tried to find that stupid man, and to Vera that meant there was something there, and  gosh why couldn't she just tell the woman, and why couldn’t she just dragged the man out, she smile back, all she could do.