Library: Blood bond

Quiet! Stardust whispered before crawling forward through slimy pipe. There are guards everywhere. There was something about this trip that Wonderwice just didnt understand. They were here for what? We have money, we have a castle and we mistress for every finger. Why on earth do we have to keep on robbing people, he mumbled after emerging from the darkness to the nightair after exhausting trip in the sewers. Gazing shortly, Startdust answered in a monotonous voice: Because I want to. Leaving the subject there, they began circling the premices for safest entrance and exit routes. They checked and double checked the lockpicks and everything seemed like planned. It seemed there were no dogs on ground, it would easen up the job a little bit. Stardust began too feel more and more confident about getting inside and already celebrating the early victory in his mind. Something wasn't like it should have been. Eyes flailing, back and forth Wonderwice tried to find reason for his bad feelings. But not succeeding to calm down his brothers enthuasism, they proceeded inside the garden and straight to the kitchen door. Even chef was absent. Whistling his favourite song, Stardust quickly picked the door and found the kitchen to be well stocked in both food and drinks. There was no point rushing things with all this extra edibles around. After short arguement concerning finishing the mission enjoying a good meal, the latter won. Having the way his brother liked, it soon became a massacre for both stomach and quickly diminishing drinks. His brother getting more and more drunk. Wonderwice started becoming extremely worried about passing time. They had already moved in the livingroom to search the safe. This was what they were trained for when they still were younglings. Following the everyday routine, the safe was open within minutes. After confirming that there were no traps set, they opened with huge safe door. Shocked shriek escaped from Stardusts lips: No! This can't be happening. Where were all the promised mithrils and platinum coins that always was said to be stored here. Before they had time to think more about it, they started hearing shouts, barks and steady sounds of running guards. Looking violently for exit, they started tearing things up, bashing windows and looking for exits they had missed. There was none to be found, the only safe exit they had discovered earlier was already full of light and clinging of heavy armour was way too close. Seeing his brothers horrified gaze, Wonderwice made his toughest decisions in his life, knowing that his brother would never make it in his drunken condition. Grabbing the nearest sturdy table he rammed towards the kitchen door. Knowing that the only even remotely safe option was trying to use moment of surprise. Hearing his brothers death cry in his ears, he made it to the mansion walls. Climbing furiously not caring about the arrows that the guards had shot in his back. The only thing he could feel, hear or see at that moment, was his brothers face and the shout of desperation. He already knew he had done something that he could not forgive himself. Not in his lifetime atleast. After painful recovery and passing three months, he dared to return to the city. He didnt need to visit the merchants house where they were earlier. He knew too well what happened to thieves and bandits that were found practicing their profession. Instead he spent few hours walking around the city, thinking life in general and familiy. There was no grave he could visit. No monument left for his achievements. Nothing. He had nothing left in his life, but bitter taste in his mouth. His brother had always been a nuisance to him. But there was nothing that had been more important to him. He had enough sense left in him to donate his left wealth to the orphenage, but every else penny he spent buying explosive orbs from the local channeller. That was everything he needed beside a torch he always carried with him. It was not until the sixth month after his brothers death when he gathered enough orbs to his backpack to send that bloody house to oblivion. The next night, not knowing his actions he walked in a dream like condition to the merchants house. Climbed on to the wall and shouted: What has happened is past, but to this place , there is no future. Not to me, and definately not to any of you! That was the last thing he managed to say before he got shot full of pointy arrows, falling from wall with lit torch and backpack. Occupants never knew what them. The house was sent to oblivion in seconds. Nowdays there's nothing left at that spot, even weed refuses to grow there. Only thing left there is an obelisk with two sooty names ornated with roses below a symbol dedicated to Goddes of lost children.

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