Christy's - Fine Tea and Delicious Pastries

[Daerune]

As Lafiel had touched him, his black eyes and fists unclenched, having hazel eyes he looked at her, she had actually caught him off guard and a slight twinge of pain went through him seeing her cry, she was one of the very few people he had a choice of not killing or killing for his own will had been striped from him the day they had come for him, he didn't know what had happened when she was shaking him he was scared he might of hurt her but just as suddenly at the thought occurred he was hugging the sobbing and so innocent girl. "I don't have a choice any more Lafiel..... I'm nothing more then a Pawn of my masters, I've never wanted to betray you Eras Tarrant, my reason for being around you was to protect you, there was no using you." He would let her go knowing that Oliver or Sophia may grab him and he wasn't wanting to hurt one of the last connections he had to his old self, for he had hated his self after what his masters had done to him. he pulsed his hand in and out of a fist as his eyes struggled to stay hazel as he thought of something he hated and the one word he had come to hate with a burning rage.

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