Argrave, Anneliese called out, short of breath.

Argrave turned his head from where he sat beside the great willow tree hanging off the ledge. This was where the cave housing the Alchemists home ended, leaving only a sheer cliff at a high point in a mountain. With the unending plain of clouds ahead, it appeared like the end of the earth stretched before him. The suns were setting, hueing the white fluffy clouds with reds and oranges.

Anneliese took some time to catch her breath, and then took slow steps towards him. Argrave turned his head back to the view before him, watching silently. She came to stand beside him.

I feel blindsided, he said, gaze wandering the cloud steppes. Always had a theory about suicide. I thought there were some types of people that just wouldnt. No matter how rough, theyd never do something like that. He exhaled through his nose lightlythe smallest laugh. I thought Garm was one of those types. He brought his knees up and wrapped his arms around them. Thought I was, too. Thats something to note. He paused. Dont worry. Im not suggesting anything.

Anneliese shifted on her feet. It was not suicide, exactly, she argued as she sat down beside Argrave, staring out.

I know a fair bit about souls. Read a lot of lore about them. Garm used [Voice of the Corrupt]. The damage to his soul would be significant. Whats more, Durrans got an iron will. Argrave shook his head. It was hopeless from the beginning. Garm mustve known that.

But Garm was arrogant, she pointed out, staring beyond. Maybe he genuinely thought he could win.

He shook his head deliberately and slowly. I cant believe that. Garm might have had more experience but in a fight between souls, that really matters none. You can do one such fight in Heroes of Berendar. Its a fancy fight but given what I know of the lore, if one soul is damaged, its like pitting a bear against a dragon. The bear might be dangerous, but

She sighed. Of all people Garm. She looked at him. We knew him less than a month. And though it is horrible to say I do hope Garm lives. But even still

Even still? Argrave pressed.

He was deeply unhappy. Miserable. Maybe maybe he jumped at the first chance he saw, no matter how poor his odds were, she mused. Anything to avoid living as he was for a while longer.

Argrave said nothing, considering his own position on the matter. He knew Durran better than her, even if it was in a different medium. But, in this reality, hed known Garm for longer. The man had been obstinate, stubborn, but there was a strange charm to his constant bitterness. He was like Rowe, in a way. Ultimately

Argrave sighed. I just want this day to end.

Anneliese stared at Argrave, watching him. A silence settled in between them for a long, long while.

Argrave. Please, break this cycle.

He turned his head. What are you talking about?

Holding your thoughts inside. Losing yourself in other things until you forget about it. Every time you get like this it is worse than the last. Then your nightmares get worse, and you keep burdening yourself more and more and more. Anneliese shook her head, unruly white hair swaying.

His gray eyes stared her down, steady as stone. After a time, he turned back to the view. The suns were setting lower, adding shades of purple and pink atop the clouds.

Ignoring these things is a good skill to have, for a guy in my position, he shrugged, seemingly nonchalant. I cant let thoughts, emotions, distract from the ultimate goal.

Again, you hesitate to speak, she shook her head frustratedly.

That stuff isnt easy for me, he ground his feet against the ground. Not to mention my current in-agony state.

Agony makes people more emotional, typically, yet even now you choke yourself. She sidled closer. Please, she stared at him intently.

Please, what? Argrave looked to her.

Stop choking yourself.

And do what, spill my guts? Argrave threw his hands up. Whats the point? Im positive you know what Im feeling.

But not why, she insisted. That is the crux of things. There is only so much I can deduce from what I notice. There is so much you keep hidden, private. She pointed at him. You refuse to disclose even the simplest thingsyour name!

Argrave, he rebuked.

You know what I meanacting ignorant does not become you, Anneliese gave him a stern-eyed glare. The name of who you were before, she elaborated.

Why is that important? he held out his hands. Im here, now. That life is gone. That guy is dead.

Is he? she questioned loudly. I talk to him right now. I grow frustrated at his obstinance. I worry for his well-being when he runs out, barefoot, into a jungle when he was sweating blood and having seizures not yesterday!

Argrave stared at her, eyes wide when the ever-calm Anneliese yelled. After a time, he found the situation rather funny. He turned his head and laughed. Sorry. I didnt mean to run out. I got a little overwhelmed when I heard the news.

Yet you will not say why, she noted, annoyed.

Why is that important?!

In case you have not noticed, I am always fascinated by why, she pointed out, grabbing his shoulder and shaking him.

Argrave rocked with her pushes, then chuckled, much of the tension dispelled.

I feel pretty good, actually. The aching its lessening. And that runby god, you wouldnt even recognize me. He held up his hand. My nails are even growing back. I think things are getting better, even if Im not out of the water.

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I am glad of it. Hopefully, things will she stopped, then frowned. You are too good at controlling the conversation. I will not drop this subject.

He laughed again. Im caught.

Argrave, I insist on this because I am worried, she said levelly. You act exactly like Garm.

Argrave turned his head quickly, almost offended.

What did he do? He lied and tricked us all. It may have been for a good purpose, but at the end of the day, he is lost to us. She pointed at Argrave. Just because it is in a different manner does not change the fact that you are doing the same thing. Self-sacrifice.

Argrave frowned. I cant recall the last time I tricked you, he pointed out.

And all that Garm did was withhold. Information. She poked his arm as she said those last two words. Does that sound familiar?

No, he lied, adjusting his sitting position.

Anneliese stared at him patiently, waiting for him to speak.

Alright, he nodded. I do understand your point. Im not conceding that youre right, he added.

As I recall, you once said I was smarter than you, and you would never refuse my advice, she smiled sweetly.

Argrave frowned but couldnt hold the expression for long before he broke off into a chuckle. People always turn your own words against you in the end.

Do you trust me? she questioned.

Of course, Argrave answered at once. That isnt what this is about. Never was.

I think that you do distrust me, Anneliese refuted.

Ridiculous, Argrave shook his head quickly. Honestly, after what happened today, Galamon, Durran, and Garm going behind our backs like that I think I trust you the most of everyone.

Then why do you keep me at a distance, even still?

Its precisely because I trust you so much, Argrave looked at her insistently. Of everyone hell, I said it earlier this month. I dont want you to think less of me. I said it, plainly. The idea makes me very uncomfortable. The mundane nonsense that worms its way into my headif I tell you that Christ, Id die of embarrassment.

You do not trust I would treat you the same if I knew more about you, Anneliese summarized, tone flat.

No! Argrave insisted, holding his hand out. But his visceral reaction faded, and he truly processed what she said. His face turned pensive, and his hand lowered. I

You see, now? she raised a brow.

Argrave could only turn his head away, with nothing more to argue against. Ahead, the field of clouds had been dyed beautiful colors by the setting sun. It was like a painting, so beautiful it was, the dangling leaves of the willow tree only adding to the beauty.

Why would you accept me if you knew me? he finally spoke, voice quiet. Argrave, royal bastard of House Vasquer, powerful mage blessed by Erlebnis, vanguard against Gerechtigkeit and behind that, theres just some fucking guy. He shook his head. Some strange goblin creature who locked himself in his home, writing about a game for fun. How do the two compare at all?

Argrave

All of this, all of me, everything Ive done its with someone elses body, he turned his head to her. That gnaws at me, every day. Im an imposter. A phony. Im wearing someone elses shoes, and Im walking about like my feet are massive. My feet are smallIm just wearing big shoes, Anneliese. My hair, my eyes, my voice even my skins an adornment, he whipped his head back to the skyscape, blinking quickly.

Anneliese crawled forward a little and grabbed Argraves shoulders, turning him around.

Argrave, she said insistently, staring him in the eyes. When you were born, did you choose your appearance?

What? he questioned, confused.

In your previous life did you choose how you look? Did you choose your parents? Did you choose your social status or financial status, your physique, your intelligence, your talents? Did you choose your name?

Argrave wiped at his eyes, refocusing. Well, no, but I could have chosen the last

No, she repeated, giving him a light shake. You chose none of that.

But I grew into it, he insisted. I was born, I grew, I had parents, I had a lifenow all of that is gone, and Im in this slowly spoiling world with a responsibility so heavy

You have no responsibility, Anneliese declared.

He hesitated a beat, then continued, But the bronze hand mirror

Everything you have done you have chosen to do. She took a deep breath and sighed. Responsibilities are things fabricated by the mind, by society. You have no responsibility to do anything about anything. This was your choice.

Argrave stared at her amber eyes, throat tight and breathing heavy.

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I have never known Argrave, Anneliese shook her head. I have known you. I know the man who chose to throw himself headlong into unimaginable danger with not an ounce of hesitation. Your first response to your situation was to endeavor to stop an invasion, she said plainly. Despite your sickly body, and despite your weakness. And you succeeded.

From there, she continued, still holding his shoulders, You braved a cavern full of horrifying bugs. You navigated that city of Jast like it was your own property and negotiated a pivotal alliance between nobles by the end of it all. You went into the Low Way, getting caught between vampires, a knightly order, and twisted abominations, and emerged on top. You spurred a revolution against a tyrannical cult. And now you have become Black Blooded. I dont say this to flatter youI say it to emphasize your choices, your actions.

Argraves breathing calmed a fair bit. Well each had varying degrees of success and I wasnt alone

You were the impetus, she insisted.

He raised a brow, then conceded with a shrug. I guess

That was not Argrave. That was you. And I know you. You used to hate getting dirty or touching people, but you overcame that. Your response to discomfort or nervousness is to make jokes. I know that you enjoy explaining things, and I know that you enjoy learning magic. I know that you care deeply for the people around youindeed, all people. You are a man who deceives everyone, most of all himself. You are a prolific liarastonishingly so. Truly, it is almost unnerving how quickly you can fabricate things.

His growing smile paused.

She leaned in a little closer. I do not know Argrave. But I know you. I like your witty comments and your humorous interjections. I am constantly astonished by your diligence and your willpower. You are admirably tenacious. The tenacity you have displayed these past days it is unfathomable. She shook his shoulders. This is you. All of it. You are the tall, confident, handsome man I know who calls himself Argrave.

Annelieses words rattled his cage, bringing up something Argrave had been trying to keep locked away. He felt unbearably nervous as he lifted his hand up to her face. His fingers brushed her cheek, and she took a deep breath of surprise. She didnt pull away, though, and he stared into her beautiful amber eyes. He leaned in, slowly, heart pounding the fastest it ever had

Their lips met, and they shared a kiss. Beyond them, the suns continued the set, painting a serene scene of purples, oranges, pinks, and blues across the ocean of clouds.

Argrave pulled away and rested his forehead against hers, staring into her eyes. Both of them had red cheeks.

Ive wanted to do that for a long while, he admitted quietly.

Anneliese stared back into his eyes. It felt like the two of them had entered their own private little world, and everything around had ceased to be. Sounds, sights, smells, pain, all gone. There was only the two of them.

I know, she said after that long moment.

Argrave lowered his head to her shoulder, laughing heartily. Anneliese soon joined him, both falling into a disorganized heap of giggles. All the tension, sadness, anger, dispelled at once, and they both held each other. By the end of things, they laid on their backs, staring upwards.

Definitely could have chosen a better time for that, Argrave commented. I bet I look terrible.

I thought you were not attracted to me, Anneliese admitted quietly.

What? Argrave sat up quickly, supporting himself with his elbow and staring down at her. Why would you ever think that?

I would notice I suppose she shook her head. Romantic feelings. But then they would vanish, like you were disgusted by them.

Argrave frowned. Not disgusted, never. Just I didnt think it would be a good time for such a thing and

And? she pressed, raising her hand to his face.

I felt I was inadequate, he looked off to the side. Well, correct that feel.

She sighed. Need I give you yet another monologue?

Argrave laughed, then turned back to face her. Look at you. Youre drop-dead gorgeous, youre probably the most talented spellcaster in the world, youre way smarter than I am I dont think anyone could be a worthy partner for you.

She smiled, cheeks reddening. You are, she pinched his cheek. You nameless man. Will you tell me your name, now?

Payment for the kiss? he questioned playfully.

That would be an unfair barter, she shook her head.

He grinned. Youre right. Kiss from youthats worth the world.

No, she laughed. I get both a kiss and a name. Thats too much for me.

Argrave laid back on the ground, joining her in laughter. My lord. Cant believe you think youre not smooth.

She held her hand out. Argrave took it.

VincenzoVincent, he said.

She leaned up. Vincenzo Vincent?

No, he snorted. Vincents a shorthand. Vincent, Vince, Vinny, Vin take your pick. Vincenzo Giordano. Thats my name. Im an Italian American though you dont really know what that means, and my parents were the black sheep and didnt care much about heritage, anyhow dont even have the accent

Vincenzo Giordano, she repeated slowly, and then squeezed his hand a bit tighter.

Argrave felt strange, hearing that name again after so long. It wasnt entirely pleasant, but it wasnt unpleasant, either.

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Would you like me to call you that? When alone, or she trailed off, staring at him.

No, Argrave shook his head. Argrave isnt bad. I dont hate it. And frankly hearing that name again does make me a bit uncomfortable. Reminds me of things. Id rather just treat Argrave as my new name.

If it makes you uncomfortableforget it, she shook her head, and then laid back down.

A quiet silence set over them as they laid there. The suns had vanished, now, leaving only night behind.

If you want me to open up a little honestly, the only thing that kept me going was discipline. Argrave held her hand a little tighter. Getting up was the hardest part of each day. Maybe thats why it was hard to sleep.

I hope you say was because that has changed.

For the sleeping partI suppose well have to find out. But Argrave trailed off. My health is going to be better. Stellar. Hell, this little moment were sharing, its easy to ignore the pain. Im Black Blooded, a monument to health and wealth. He thought of something and laughed.

What? Anneliese asked, confused why he was laughing.

I thought the best gift Id get here was becoming Black Blooded. Turns out I was wrong again. Instead, I got you.

She shook her head, but Argrave could hear very faint laughter. After a while, she sat up.

Argrave, she began, freeing her hand and placing it on her lap.

Yeah? he adjusted his head.

When this is all is over do you want to find out why you came here? What happened to you?

Argrave raised a brow, then lost himself in thought. The way things are shaping up Argrave began. Theres going to be a lot of devastation. Between the plague, the civil war most of all, Gerechtigkeit and those are just the ones most immediately obvious, Argrave shook his head. If I have a large part in things, as is almost necessary it stands to reason Ill need to be a part of the rebuilding, too.

A position of prominence Anneliese noted. Leadership, guidance perhaps even sovereignty.

Argrave went silent. He stared up at the stars, just barely visible beyond the ceiling of the cave.

The thought had entered my head, he noted. Royal bastard, heavily involved, hopefully a force for good maybe people might want that as a king. But bastardry is a heavier stain than you might imagine.

Im not suggesting you take it, Anneliese shook her head. The opposite, in fact. Youll have toiled for three years, sweating blood. Quite literally, after this month, she noted. Once He Who Would Judge the Gods is gone maybe we can abandon it all.

Already planning an elopement? Argrave smirked.

Be serious, she insisted, grabbing his hand and shaking it. I see how much you put into this. I said it earlier, but you are astonishingly resilient. Some selfishness would be long overdue once things are over.

Youre planning for something weve yet to do, Argrave pointed out. The odds are far from being rigged in our favor. Fighting a world killernot exactly a guaranteed win, little lady. He gripped her hand. Theres something selfish I do want to do, though.

And what is that?

Make the whole world know about us, he suggested. We have an opportunity to become really unbearable, and I think it needs to happen.

She smiled. Unbearable? she repeated.

You know the type. Constantly being lovey-dovey, no matter where. He smiled, then shook his head. Maybe Im getting ahead of myself, imposing my thoughts like this. I just Im happy. And I feel lucky.

Me too, she nodded. But a position of prominence, as I mentioned already, Nikolettas father wished to engage you to

Stop that, Argrave interjected at once. If theres one thing Im not willing to compromise on, its you. No political nonsense is going to stop that.

She said nothing in response, but she did smile. Argrave looked back towards the stars.

I think Im looking forward to the future, Argrave realized.

Argrave please do not become like Garm, Anneliese insisted.

Those words felt like Argrave had been pushed back into reality. He felt guilty he had been able to put that aside so quickly but the mind avoids the negative. His mind more than most.

The idea of it makes me nauseous, she continued. Do not sacrifice yourself for anyone. And if not with anyone else at least promise to be totally honest with me.

The two of them stared at each other. Argrave stayed silent. He found it was a difficult promise to make. There was much he wished to hide from her, much he wished to never again let see the light of day.

Alright, Argrave nodded, though the words were difficult to say. I promise.

Content, she rested her head on his chest. Argrave wrapped one arm around her, feeling full of life.

Cupid heart, stupid heart where will you go from here?

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