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[CrimsonMoon]

" No... You should go... Before your dad gets suspicious..." She muses, kissing his cheek

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

He sighed, "Always ruined by my father," he muttered resignedly.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Not Ruined... Postponed," she reassures him and kisses his cheek," i'll be ready in the morning.."

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Olin cupped her face gently and gave her one last, long kiss, "I'll come for you as soon as the sun rises, alright? The sooner I get to see you, the better."

[CrimsonMoon]

She smiles and kisses him back with equal desire and love before hugging his neck and murmuring," be careful... Ok?"

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"I always am, dearest," Olin smiled and gently pulled away, placing one hand on the hilt of his sword as he walked to the door.

[CrimsonMoon]

Indigo lays back down, her head swimming as black dots burned in front of her eyes, Maida meets him at the door and smiles sadly before opening it for him... The guard was still there from before but looked increasingly nervous as olin came closer

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

The Targaryen prince smiled pleasantly at the guard, "Good day to you, sir," he said mockingly, patting his sword as he passed.

[CrimsonMoon]

The guard stiffens and looks very ticked off but doesnt reply looking as if he'd probably curse the heir in every way possible once her was alone.. Maida grins and closes the door

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

Olin let out a heavy sigh and rubbed his face. Things were getting quite complicated on the home front.

[CrimsonMoon]

-TIME . SKIP-

The next morning, as white, storm sunlight filtered into Olin's room, loud knocking bamged against his door. Fast, loud knocking

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

The prince awoke from his slumber, looking alarmed and cross for a moment. He jumped out of bed and grabbed his sword imemdiately, throwing open his door.

[CrimsonMoon]

Maida stood there, lookin battered as if she had run straight through a forest of rocks and tried to hit every one. Her eyes were red as if he had been crying but she grabs his wrist and starts dragging him along

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"Maida, what's happened? What's wrong?" Olin asked, willingly following the distraught girl.

[CrimsonMoon]

She sniffs and wipes away her tears with her free hand, making a soft sound like a whine of agony as she runs down the hall... To the room she shared with indigo

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

"What's happened to her?" Olin felt his chest restrict in fear and he ran even faster down the hall, throwing open their door.

[CrimsonMoon]

The room was a mess... Blood dotted the walls and floor and bed. Indigo was lying on the ground, completely unconcious but it was obvious she had been beaten worse then Maida... Much worse.. Red angry bruises covered her arms and neck... And her stomach... As if someone had been trying to kick the life from her... Maida sank to the floor and starts to sob... They had known.. Who were 'they' though...?

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

He dropped down to the floor and pulled her into his arms, "Indigo," he gasped, a sickness starting in his stomach, "By the Seven, who the hell did this to you?!"

[CrimsonMoon]

She stirrs faintly and but a tear leaks from her eye,"... She's dead..." She whispers as more tears begin to fall, her voice was shaking

[нαℓƒ~мσση]

He leaned down and kissed her forehead, "Oh god, I'm sorry Indigo, I'm sorry.." He brushed her hair back, "I'll find whoever did this. I'll make them pay."