"I do not want to do this."

 

I said, staring hard at the distant castle. The bright flames ingnited all around the great yard I hardly remember, the vague decorations wrapping the fortress like a gift confined with golden shades.

 

Deep red fabric confined beneath the clutches of my tensed fingers.

 

Claus stood in front of me, he momentarily turned around to give me a glare.

 

"I do not care." The male did not hindered to shackle my wrist in his palm whilst he pulled me beside his muscular form. A gasp left my mouth, as I immediately grabbed his bicep with other hand, resisting my fall. The man did...