@ElderGod-Icefire
"Yeah, she survived and then died in the woods, coughing up blood." she snapped, blinking hard again, forcing back the tears that kept trying to spring up.
"Yeah, she survived and then died in the woods, coughing up blood." she snapped, blinking hard again, forcing back the tears that kept trying to spring up.
"Oh, fun. Of a poison, I presume?" Scenery flashed past, the horse galloping at a smooth speed that seemed almost unreal.
"How the fuck would I know?" her voice cracked slightly, and she took a deep breath. Please don't cry please don't cry.
"Oh, I dunno, you were probably there." Kade shrugged. He was being a jerk, prying into things that he shouldn't, and the small part of him that was still good felt guilty at it. But he couldn't help it.
"I was six you fucking asshole." She snarled, jabbing her elbow into his gut again, hoping it hurt.
Again, the blow hurt, but he didn't say so. "So? I can remember things that happened when I was six. Either you had a bad memory, or you weren't around. Or you're just dumb. Which, considering what I've seen from you, that is the most likely."
"I was six years old, how the fuck was i supposed to know if it was a poison or not?" she snapped at him. "I was in kindergarten."
"And?" Kade rubbed his side, where she had elbowed him.
"Just forget it." she crossed her arms tightly, staring straight ahead. She blinked hard, pushing back the tears and keeping her eyes fixed on the road.
"If you say so." He shrugged. "Anyway. We're stopping at Losnoa tonight. The tiny seaside town? I have business there, and it's better to do it sooner rather than later." He pursed his lips. "And you don't seem to want to arrive right away, so we can take a bit longer to get to Jacos, if you want."
She clenched her jaw slightly, swallowing and not responding. She didn't even know what the fuck to say anyways. "Doesn't really matter to me." she finally replied.
"Suit yourself." He shook his head. "Well, I hope you're not afraid of blood and gore. Because what I'm doing there, there will be a lot of blood involved."
She snorted softly, shaking her head slightly. "Fine. I can handle it. Whatever." she replied, arms crossed tightly over her chest.
"I see. So, the sight of bodies brutally torn apart doesn't bother you at all? Interesting." He smirked, his expression more animal than human.
She couldn't see his expression, obviously, but her lips tightened slightly. "I said I can handle blood, asshole." she clenched her fists.
"Whatever you say."
A village appeared atop a hill, and he reigned in the horse for a moment, shielding his eyes against the sun with his hand and looking up. "We're almost there. When we get there, you have to try to keep a low profile. Newcomers aren't welcome. This is more of a smuggling village than anything, and I can't watch you 24/7."
She cocked her head a little bit. Could this be her chance to escape? To get away? She knew the animals would help her if she asked…so maybe this was her chance.
As if reading her thoughts, Kade laughed. "And don't try to escape. Just because I won't be watching you doesn't mean that others under me won't." He kicked the horse into a smooth canter, clicking his tongue at the beast. "Although I would love to see you try it. I so love the chase."
She narrowed her eyes slightly. "Fine." she grumbled, shaking her head a little bit. "Asshole."
"Why thank you, my lady," he said in amusement. "That is the kindest thing you've ever said to me."
She scoffed under her breath, elbowing him again. "Fuck off." she growled, lips pressed in a thin line.
"I can't," he said blandly. "I'm stuck on this horse with you until we get there."
(Time skip? To the town? I can start.)
(yeah sure! And alright)
(Okay! Give me a sec!)
Hooves clopped on cobblestones, and the inhabitants of the town looked up to see two strangers riding in on a horse. Both were more than simply attractive, and the male seemed to have a deadly aura.
They rode straight to the only inn in town, acting as a tavern, and the man dismounted, holding out his hand to the woman in an almost mocking fashion. Two men came out of the inn, buff and tall and intimidating, and the first man smiled. "Bunny! Puffball! How are you two doing?" His tone was cheerful.
The two men called Bunny and Puffball scowled. "Golden Hunter. The Boss didn't expect you."
"Of course he didn't," the Golden Hunter said, tone cheerful, but with an undertone of death. "I didn't tell him beforehand. I don't need to tell him all of my moves."
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