consign me {NOT} to [DARKNESS] (Crimmy)

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It took them so many months to get to Odin that the young man wasn't even sure anymore. As they approached the city gates, he turned to the girl beside him, "Cat, you do know that this is risky, right?"

The girl lifted her chin, her impossibly dark eyes gazing at him critically, "Kit, we've been over this one million times. What other option do we have?" Her voice was honey sweet and strong, ringing with obvious assurance.

They looked a little alike, the pair, with the same dark eyes, though Kit's skin was paler than the girl's. The lordly looking young man nodded and ran a hand through his curly brown hair. Of course he was a little nervous- they could very well be killed for this! The girl, Catherine, rolled her eyes and took him by the arm as they approached Odin's gates.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Hello you two," A friendly voice suddenly speaks up beside them," Do you need any help? Need to find an inn? A place o eat? Rest?"

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Both looked up at the voice, though the girl immediately backed off, keeping quiet. Kit cleared his throat, "Actually yes. We've been traveling for many months now."

[CrimsonMoon]

The young guard stares at them itently, a friendly smile on his face though his eyes were two different colors," Ah, that sounds harsh, especially for one so young." There was a sympathetic tone in his voice," how may i helpyou end your journey then?"

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"An inn," Kit answered, standing tall like his sister had told him. He was supposed to look put together. An elbow to his back made him grunt and he glanced at the girl, "Ah, well, before that..there is another reason we've come to Odin.."

[CrimsonMoon]

" And what would that be?" The man asks gently, pulling his helm off to let blonde hair fall over his strange eyes

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"We've come to request an audience with your rulers," He informed him. The girl's dark eyes flicked over to the guard and she simply smiled, the picture of innocence.

[CrimsonMoon]

The man's gaze flickered," We have... Just one ruler. Why do you need an audience?"

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"Family business," The young man cleared his throat again. It wasn't like he was used to dealing with royal matters.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Family buisness?" He echoes, his tone growing more stern," Listen... Do you honestly think i'd let you see her on such a vague note?"

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"Look," Catherine stepped up, holding her skirt, "We're not here to murder the royal family or whatever. That's just stupid. We're here because he is actually the son of the king."

[CrimsonMoon]

The guard remains unfazed," That is a statement that will get you killed.." He says in a low voice

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"I am well aware," Catherine tilted her chin up defiantly, only backing down when Kit put a hand on her arm.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Can you prove it? Is the first question..."

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Kit sighed, pulling the girl back beside him, "My mother told me about it just two years ago, before she died. The only thing she had was this," He pulled out a small piece of parchment, "A letter from my father to her."

[CrimsonMoon]

The guard holds his hands out to them," May i see it?"

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Kit hesitated- it was the only thing after all- before setting the letter in the guard's outstretched hand, "Sure.."

Catherine watched with narrowed eyes.

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He opens the letter and reads it quickly, his gaze flickering

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The girl moved close to Kit's side and murmured something too low for the guard to hear. She was obviously mistrustful of handing something so precious to them over, but Kit just patted her hand reassuringly, watching him read.

[CrimsonMoon]

Scout closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, holding the letter back," Very well... But until we find out the meaning of this