Chapter 433 - 433

For some people life was easy, for others it could be described simply as a mess. Theseus never liked to take the easy road but that didn't mean he didn't want a few days of peace in between. Peace and he apparently had grown to be enemies, the kind of people who wished to gut each other out and that was apparent because the elf general was tied on a chair. He had woken up a while back but as he heard whispering in the room he pretended to be asleep. The white haired man was seated on a chair, with his hands tied behind his back and his ankles tied at the front legs of the chair. If his captors were ignorant fools he could have escaped so easily from such flimsy restraints. The thing was though they weren't. They were elves also and were fully aware of his reputation and the precautions they had to take. 

The ropes that surrounded his pale skin were dipped in spider lily extract, the only thing that could weaken an elf's power while the room had been filled with the sickening aroma of the plant, making his thoughts hazy and his stomach very upset. The people who had captured him were probably wearing masks or they weren't elves, he concluded once he heard the door of his prison open and close. The room suddenly turned completely quiet and his eyelids flattered suspiciously as he tried to make sure no one had remained in the room. 

As he looked around he realized he was in some kind of peasant home. Made of dirt, stones and hay it was a small one room little house with a fireplace and a table that had been pushed to the side of the wall because he with his old chair had been moved right in the middle. There was also a worn out mattress on the other side of the room,  restless sheets laid on it, signs that someone had been recently living here. 

Theseus stared outside the window, trying to understand if he was in the main city or somewhere else. His eyes faced green. Tall trees with dark leaves, no roads, no other houses and he sighed. So they were in some kind of forest. They could be close to the border, or hidden in the forest at the other side of the village. He had to find a way and contact with Allias, he was sure his lover would be going insane by now and simply the thought of that was infuriating. 

He had to think of a plan and he had to do it fast because he could never know when his captors would return. His wrists and ankles burned though at the slightest move while his whole body felt numb from this horrible gas. His purple eyes scanned the room again, a small attempt to find where it came from. He didn't have eyes on his back but he could clearly hear the chipping of fire, so the spider lily was probably being burned there. He sighed again, a frown forming on his handsome face as his clouded thoughts seemed to be at a deadend. 

All the general could do was stall, buy some time so Allias could find him. Even with his powers there was no way he would be able to rip through his ropes while the fumes were being released behind him. Theseus' eyes widened as an idea popped in his mind. He had to force them to stop the fuels. 

"I am telling you we need to get rid of him." he heard a voice say and his eyes immediately closed shut.  The door opened, a characteristic creeking signaling the opening and closing every time. The wood was probably old and the screws had gotten rusty over time. It was a good alert though, even if it did make Theseus shiver. 

"No, we will use him as leverage. This way we can use the king." another man said and Theseus pretended that he was waking up. "He is awake." one announced and Theseus grinned. 

"Hi." he told them, his voice rough as he spoke for the first time in hours. 

Both of them were noblemen. He had seen them before he just couldn't remember them clearly. They were people that stood in the background most of the time. Those who had profited the most from Allias' death. They could do whatever they wanted, act how they wanted and no one bothered with them. They were not important enough. 

One of them, the one that proposed he should be killed, was the older looking one. He looked as if he was in his mid fifties, sleek grey hair pushed back and brown eyes. He wore his clothes very traditionally, a man of the Disee tribe, probably an ex-warrior? Theseus assumed from the sword that rested on the side of his belt.  The handle was made from silver and it had green gems as a decoration. Not a warrior, a general probably, he concluded. The other was younger, looking nearly over thirty he had a huge mustache and brown hair that reached his shoulders. His eyes were a dark blue and he seemed to be the one more intimidated by Theseus waking up. He held a small notebook in his hands and flinched as he heard his voice. This one was not the fighting type. 

"So you're finally awake, it took you a while." the older one said. 

"I hadn't had such a good sleep in a while, that's why." The general said and the  younger one frowned. 

"You think this is funny?"

"That's why I told you we should kill him. The insolence of this man is infuriating." 

"No! The king will immediately turn against us then. We will negotiate with him, first make sure we take all the riches we want, make him drop from the throne then we kill them both." 

"Is it wise to talk about that in front of me?" Theseus asked them. Time he needed time, Allias would definitely find him and save him. He had to get out of here though, he couldn't bring him right into danger. At times like this the elf regretted that they  hadn't formed the link, even if they were separated they would still be able to sense each other in a way, now both of them were lost.

"You won't be surviving this anyway." the older elf told him and Theseus faked a frown, as if he was actually affected by what the man was telling him. A sigh escaped his lips. 

"I don't really feel that well, why aren't you affected by the spider lily? You're not wearing any masks" he told them. His head seemed to be too heavy for his shoulders now, his eyes closing. 

"Protective spell. That girl Rayla taught us." he said and Theseus scoffed. 

The general started coughing, his face fell forward while his body started trembling. His coughs grew stronger and stronger, surprising the two men.

"Help me." Theseus mumbled as a surprising amount of blood escaped from his lips. It looked as if he was dying. 

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