Thread: Love and Betrayal   (Unlucky & Candria)

When Sophia began to blame her inability to do anything, Harold would shake his head, It was not your fault, there was little you could do to stop such a thing from happening, but the fact that the King willingly went along with everything is the deepest betrayal I have ever felt. We were loyal, what I want to know is what documents your father had or what money your father gave that damn king to betray my father. No doubt it was the king's men who assassinated my father. There was scorn and hatred deep in Harold's mind, and it would take a lot to convenience him otherwise that the king was somehow not involved with Heldrick's betrayal! This would be an uphill battle, and it would require solid facts and evidence to show Harold the truth. That was one of his fatal flaws, he was stubborn, but it was his stubbornness that made him loyal above anything else. If asked to hold the line, he would hold it or die trying. It was the trait that his mother worried about since it meant he was likely to perform a heroic last stand, but he would not return from such a last stand. Upon mentioning her own willingness to help him, the knight would shake his head, You know I can't put you at risk like that Sophia. It is against the code of chivalry, and I don't want you to get caught up in this bloody business. It changes men more than you can think. While many could hide it, the mental scars were there. Hidden just beneath the surface, anyone man who want to war came back a changed man. They had seen the darkest of humanity, and watched men reverted to beasts who fought for just one instinct, self-preservation. When you were out on the battlefield at times you would not be fighting for the crown or God, but to make sure you would survive. Don't get me wrong Sophia, I appreciate the gesture, but I have lost enough people close to me already. I don't intend on losing anymore if I can help it. What he said was not meant to criticize her, or hurt her. He was just trying to protect her and shelter her from the evil that he had seen. When she mentioned her skills as a thief, he knew them as she had told him about it, but even that would not persuade him. Though when asked to hold off taking any action against the king, the knight sighed a bit. The rebel commanders decide that, I do not, but I will do my best to avoid it. Though if I am offered the chance of doing great harm to him, then I will act to restore my family's honor. As in other words he would slay the king if given the chance. When she called him a hero after his oath to protect her, he would accept the hug before saying, It inspires me to hear that Sophia, but I believe a man whose honor hasn't been shamed would make a better hero at the moment. He would say offering her a slight smile, as she let go, but before she was able to reply armored footsteps drew closer. Within a second Harold's great helm was back on his face, and his hand was on his blade turning toward the source of the noise. An older man with a long scar across his cheek with a chainmail hood around his head stepped around the house, Harold. the man said with a hint of anger in his voice, What were you doing back here? The man was clearly not happy about what he was seeing right now. Had he been watching the entire time? Informing our prisoner of her circumstances and the conditions she can be expected to live in. She's a noble, she will not be accustomed to such situations. It will keep the ransom as high as possible, and prevent me from having to discipline some of your men who do not know how much she would be worth, unharmed. Harold shot back, but this man was unlike the other rebels. He was not intimidated by such words and knowledge. The man took a few steps closer, and just glared at Harold. Very well then, but I'll have my men keeping an eye on you two. I won't hesitant to run you through because Alfred sees use in you. You may think yourself so clever, but if I see even one toe out of line then I will kill you myself. The scarred man said as he spat at Harold's feet before walking off. The knight turned back to Sophia, Come we must be ready for the journey back to the rebel camp, do you have your own steed or do you need to borrow my own? He asked not too affected by the rude rebel commander who just attempted to scold the Vigilant Wolf.