Fifty seven

Gwenn pov. 

“Why Gwenn, I would be a thousand times better than him for you.” Sorens tortured voice was the first thing that greeted me as I came into the empty courtyard which was void of every person except Sorens. 

The light spring which I was walking with turned to me dragging my feet, slow to approach Sorens who was sharpening his sword. Something which was already bloody sharp. 

It didn’t matter if I dragged my feet or not, Sorens knew it was me and although his head was still facing his sword, I knew he was very aware of every step I made. 

“I love you Gwenn with everything and he just decides to pay you attent…” Sorens started. 

“Enough Sorens.” I stated firmly while Sorens raised his head to look at me, his eyes were red and he looked exactly how his voice sounds. “Let’s stop this here.” I plead. 

“Feelings don’t work like th