A group of 4 (John, Archland, Cheshier, and I) started to dart towards the tumbling Charlette that was, if not making it in time, falling off the cliffside. Cheshier and Archland ran off to the left to grab her left arm. While John and I went to the right, together, hopefully we'd be able to catch her. Archland was vaulting over moving carts, dodging around others, scrambling to move out of the way. Cheshier was struggling to keep up with Archland. John and I were in sink, both never missing each other, always picking each other up if we tripped.

By the time we all got there Charlette was minutes away from tumbling over the edge of the cliffside. John grabbed me and I grabbed Charlotte. Though John started to tug on my arm. It wasn't a regular tug, it was like he was being pulled away from where I was.

I looked around and saw that Archland and Cheshire were gagged and tied up in ropes, held in place by guards with Crossbows. John was still tugging me on the arm while a guard was trying to strangle him.

I gripped Charlotte harder than before, so if the guards went to grab her, she wouldn't go out of my grip. One guard with a mega speaker trotted up towards me, but stopped halfway, grasping his curved dagger tightly.

"Steward Evenor, as the order of the Carlynian Council, Charlotte Capobarot, charged with murder, will be executed on the spot."

At that moment I just stood there, in complete shock of what she did, thinking that she was a nice girl who worked her ass off to get the job that she did. She has been off her feet for a while now. I was the only thing keeping her from falling off the cliffside. I replied with a simple, but depressing thought that rushed right through my head like a tidal wave.

Let go of her.

I couldn't even think about it, but no matter how many times I tried to forget the words, they kept coming through my head. Let go of her. Let go of her. Let go of her. Let go of her! I said randomly like a crazy madman "If her life is in my hands, let me take her life."The muscles in my arm then reacted for what I said and I couldn't stop it. My fingers loosened, and my palm stopped to sweat, and she started to scream more than before. As a final act to save her own life, she grabbed onto the column connecting to the stable bars.

I looked at her. The black, curly hair is now a muddy mess from the mud she fell in along the way. On her neck was a silver and gold socket, with Archland, herself, and I inside as the picture (she was my first crush, and Archland was her sister). In her eyes was aqua blue eyes and, tears coming down her face like the rain shooting down onto the ancient platform we were all standing on.

"I'm sorry, but murder isn't I crime I can let you live for."

I took her fingers and slipped them off the column, gravity dragging her down to her death. "No! No! Why the hell would you do that, you animal!"

Archland started to whip around like she was having a seizure, trying to break out the guards' grip on her, so she could kill me. Cheshire was weeping too, John just had his head down in sadness. I ran away from them, too guilty to even look at them. Running away from everybody, I ran away from all my friends, family, and my enemies, I ran towards the exit off the Trevlynian sector, ready to jump off the place when ready.