Isabella and Antille
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DarkFic › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
21
Views:
1,310
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City of Jaein
Antille nods very slowly as he drops the blade at his side. He thinks silently to himself.
( What should I name this blade and what kind of training will I be put through?)
Isabella smiles to Antille and pats his back, “Don’t think to hard on it you have plenty of
time to decide.” The owner nods to them glad he finally made a well handed profit. It had been a slow month for him and the city was falling apart. Travelers were the only thing that was keeping it afloat.
Antille and Isabella walk out of the store and start to head towards the inn. Isabella grabs Antille as they reach the corner of the alley way. “ Stop…” She whispers. Antille peeks over the corner. Guards surround the area speaking to one another.
“ If I find that wench and he beast I sware I’ll knock er head off!.” One roars. He holds a cloth to his head and winces.
“ Ahh cool it Benard.” Another one says and swats him on the back of his head. A man steps in with a black cape and hood. The wind picks up the ends and makes it flap about at his knees. He grabs the front of his hood and pulls it down to reveal himself. It’s Eriole the man that Isabella had met earlier when she first came to Shiba.
Isabella gasps. “ Damn him..” She whispers under her breath. Antille turns his attention to Isabella and then to the man that revealed himself. Antille was closed up in the town of Shiba most of his time there so he didn’t really know who Eriole was. He had seen him before though.
Antille’s jaw clenched and made a low growl. Isabella places a hand on his shoulder.
“Relax Antille we will get him later.” She smirked her lips pulling into a deviant smile. Isabella never heard Antille act in such a way, but treachery can anger a spirit.
The sun was dropping fast and the moon was about to come up. The moon was full from the looks of the size. Isabella looked up and then Antille.
“Shit!” she mutters under her raspy breath. Antille lofts a brow and looks to her.
“What is it Isabella,” He asks. Isabella takes a hold of his shoulders and turns him in the direction of the moon then dramatically points to it.
“That’s our problem, your going to change soon.” She says. The guards move out from the streets and begin searching. Antille becomes worried thoughts racing through his head.
(What are we going to do, what am I going to do?)
( What should I name this blade and what kind of training will I be put through?)
Isabella smiles to Antille and pats his back, “Don’t think to hard on it you have plenty of
time to decide.” The owner nods to them glad he finally made a well handed profit. It had been a slow month for him and the city was falling apart. Travelers were the only thing that was keeping it afloat.
Antille and Isabella walk out of the store and start to head towards the inn. Isabella grabs Antille as they reach the corner of the alley way. “ Stop…” She whispers. Antille peeks over the corner. Guards surround the area speaking to one another.
“ If I find that wench and he beast I sware I’ll knock er head off!.” One roars. He holds a cloth to his head and winces.
“ Ahh cool it Benard.” Another one says and swats him on the back of his head. A man steps in with a black cape and hood. The wind picks up the ends and makes it flap about at his knees. He grabs the front of his hood and pulls it down to reveal himself. It’s Eriole the man that Isabella had met earlier when she first came to Shiba.
Isabella gasps. “ Damn him..” She whispers under her breath. Antille turns his attention to Isabella and then to the man that revealed himself. Antille was closed up in the town of Shiba most of his time there so he didn’t really know who Eriole was. He had seen him before though.
Antille’s jaw clenched and made a low growl. Isabella places a hand on his shoulder.
“Relax Antille we will get him later.” She smirked her lips pulling into a deviant smile. Isabella never heard Antille act in such a way, but treachery can anger a spirit.
The sun was dropping fast and the moon was about to come up. The moon was full from the looks of the size. Isabella looked up and then Antille.
“Shit!” she mutters under her raspy breath. Antille lofts a brow and looks to her.
“What is it Isabella,” He asks. Isabella takes a hold of his shoulders and turns him in the direction of the moon then dramatically points to it.
“That’s our problem, your going to change soon.” She says. The guards move out from the streets and begin searching. Antille becomes worried thoughts racing through his head.
(What are we going to do, what am I going to do?)