[ Hendrik Empire ]
"She should've stayed."
Niall gazed at the dark sky with an almost blank face, thinking of Rinnie and how she simply knocked him unconscious after cleansing his soul. It was better if she just killed him, since she wouldn't choose him, anyway.
"The child of evil... he always wins, Lamb. You know that." His eyes fastened with sadness, ignoring the sound of fire and screams from a distance as a rebellion he anticipated ensued.
He could hear their footsteps.
Witches and vampires alike joined hand in hand to stop his madness. They were coming for his head and yet Niall remained to lie flat on the rooftop, staring at the night sky where the moon reigned.
"You can't rewrite what is already written, Lamb," came out a soft voice and then silence followed.
Niall took his time to appreciate the moment of rest that he had never had since many years ago. The silence... the peace... how golden, he thought.
