Gwenn pov.

“Why Gwenn, I would be a thousand times better than him for you.” Sorens tortured voice was the first thing that greeted me as I came into the empty courtyard which was void of every person except Sorens.

The light spring which I was walking with turned to me dragging my feet, slow to approach Sorens who was sharpening his sword. Something which was already bloody sharp.

It didn’t matter if I dragged my feet or not, Sorens knew it was me and although his head was still facing his sword, I knew he was very aware of every step I made.

“I love you Gwenn with everything...