ErzaLockhart_8373

She has an iron heart in a velvet body. 

He's like a black hole inside the sun.

She's strong with fragile pieces. 

He's fierce above his afraid self.

She was the light in his gloomy world. 

He was the darkness that took her last shine. 

She became the aspire of his life. 

He made her life aimless.

She wants to revenge him.

He wants to acquire her. 

She searches for freedom from him. 

He captures her in a golden cage.

She fell for a person she hates the most.

He loves a person who he can't love. 

He was her enemy with a tag of a husband. 

She was his fear with a title of a wife.

Face of Fate

<p>One of the men from the injured ones slowly came in his direction. He gazed at Vidarr in astonishment. And then glanced at all the five men in front of him. Vidarr was on his knees with his hands on the ground, puking out more blood. The man then pulled out his bow and arrow and aimed at Vidarr. He then loaded the arrow and held it at Vidarr. He waited for Vidarr to move. He was still on his position, glaring at the ground, with his mouth wide open and taking heavy breaths. The man then released the arrow. It came flying towards Vidarr. By the sound of the shoot, Vidarr raised his head and looked in the direction of the arrow. He gasped with wide eyes at the arrow. His limbs gave up and froze at the moment. He was unable to move or inch from his place. Another arrow came flying from the side and hit the arrow that was shot to him. The arrow flinched and fell to the side.</p>

<p>The shooter looked in the direction of the arrow, so did Vidarr. It was Cressida.</p>

122. The trap