Chapter 3

Authors note: Does anyone want some pain? Haha. I can't hear you soooo :)

Fintan was angry. 

Thats what he told himself. He would not admit, could not admit that he was hurting. He wanted nothing more than to burst into his brothers castle, and cry into his chest. 

But Bronte hated him now.

Everyone did.

They hated him for "killing Kenric"

The truth was, Fintan had no intention of killing anyone. 

He counted the symptoms in his head. Blurred tunnel vision, missing memories, mood swings?

He had been Beguiled

The problem was, nobody in their right mind would trust him.

So he had to undo the damage.

He wrote down a plan, and as he stared at it, his eyes watered. 

What had he been thinking?

He ripped it to shreds in a fit of rage, and it caught on fire. 

He was alone now, and there was nothing he could do about it.

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