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Knowing that even with the repercussions he would face just having her back in his life didn’t seem to faze him made her feel a bit more at ease following him back to his room. As he let go of her hand, she missed the warmth, missed the feeling of having him close and without holding his hand she found herself fidgeting as she stood. Fingers fumbling with the end of her sleeves, a hesitance to join him on the bed because she was about to tell him the whole story. After telling him everything he may very well hate her, he may decide that in the end she was not worth any kind of hassle.

Hearing him agree to the promise she let out a shaky breath before joining him on the bed. Wincing at the mention of Ethan she could hear the pain in his voice, he had to have been distraught seeing a scene like that. Seeing her like that. Biting the bottom of her lip she reached out instinctively grabbed his hands in both of hers gently, hoping the touch alone would remind him that she was physically here alive and well. “I understand if after this you hate me, if you even hate Jacob, but I need you to promise me you won’t fire him. He’s a decent man, he cares about your safety and would never let anything harm you. I don’t want what has happened to jeopardise your safety.”

Squeezing his hands gently as she took a deep breath readying herself to explain everything, “That note I left you in the hotel was cowardly, but... I didn’t want to leave you. E-Ethan. Blackmailed me. Promised me he’d end the rebellion and his obsession with trying to kill you if I returned to the districts.” Glancing down at her hands that where holding his she wasn’t sure if she could look at him, she didn’t want to see the hate or disappointment in his eyes. “I was stupid enough to believe it. I didn’t want you to worry about me, I didn’t want your reputation to be brought into question because of me. I was an idiot to even believe for one second, he’d let things drop if I returned.”

Trying to explain parts of why she did it, so he could understand her thought process, but the guilt was evident in her voice because she knew she would have hurt him. “Jacob followed you when you came to visit me in me the hotel. I answered thinking you had forgotten something, but there he was. Our secret out and he knew you’d been lying to protect me. I’m not sure what he would have done, or what could have happened, but I said I wanted to go back to the districts. Jacob agreed to take me back, he believed it would be best for you. To not have someone like me bringing you down, he didn’t know about the blackmail... maybe I should have told him then? Maybe it wouldn’t have ended up like this. I wasn’t thinking straight as all I cared about was protecting you.” Reaching up Iris gently caressed his cheek with her hand, blinking back the tears in her eyes because she knew that she had still be a cause for his pain regardless of how everything had panned out.

“I...” Swallowing hard Iris felt the tightness in her throat, the hesitation to talk about what happened next. In truth she couldn’t remember everything fully, there had been a lot of pain, things that may not have even happened. “What happened next... well.” Cringing because she wasn’t even sure she could put it into words, “I... I should have died. I felt it. I... I.” Iris could feel her voice cracking as she hung her head in shame, no longer able to hold back her tears as the emotions started to boil over.

“All I could think of in that moment was that I let you down, that I was so powerless to help you with anything. That all I had done to you was cause pain.”
Iris could only feel the guilt continue to rise as he spoke, saying she had nothing to be sorry for. He didn’t even know the half of it and yet here he was reassuring her even though she had lied to him yet again. What made it worse was the stares she could feel, the awkward looks and whispers between themselves that the King was professing his love to some street rat. A member of the rebellion no less and she worried for his reputation knowing just how much hard work he was putting in to rebuild everything in the right way.

Hearing the admission of love Iris had to bite back another sob as she kept her arms around him, eyes closed in hopes to hide away from the world and the people that surrounded them. Her mind going haywire wondering what she should do, the silence wasn’t helping either as she felt like everyone was making a judgement just adding to how self conscious she felt right now in the moment.

A part of her wished she was back in Jacobs condo having not made such a stupid decision, she was about to ruin a lot of things for Cas which she never wanted. Selfishly however, she was really happy to see him once again and she focused on hiding the twinge of jealousy she felt towards the other girl that was here. Cas thought she was dead, and he was a King no less, he had to move on and forge relationships else there’d be no heir and no succession. Still, Iris couldn’t help but feel that way towards this woman especially as she knew that this woman had to be of high standard. Someone the people would want to see him with.

Pushing all those thoughts aside she bit her lip at his next words, they did have a lot of catching up to do and she wasn’t quite sure what to tell him. Unless she could get him to promise Jacob wouldn’t get into trouble? Hesitant to follow just as the guards where to follow his orders she felt Cas tug on her hand which prompted her to move. Trying to avoid everyone's gaze she couldn’t even bare herself to look at Jacob, let alone the girl that had been brought here with him.

“Cas... are you sure?” Unable to stop herself from asking that burning question, he would understand more than anyone that having her here. Stating she was a guest in front of the security team and that girl it would spark the rumours, his very image could be tarnished. “I don’t want to make things complicated for you again.” As much as she wanted to be by his side if it made things difficult for him, she would step aside, she would force herself to be content in knowing he was okay. It was that kind of thinking that had kept her from seeking him out for so long, accompanied by the horrid injury that took time to heal.

Even so she followed him to his room still in awe that he was really there, and that he still had such a strong emotion towards her after all this time apart. This would be it; this would be the chance to be completely honest with him. If she lied it would only come back to haunt her and he could very well in turn come to hate her for it and she had to trust in him, each time she didn’t and tried to do it by herself it ended up badly.

“I’ll tell you everything that happened, but I need you to make a promise for me.” Iris smiled slightly as she gave his hand a reassuring squeeze, she still stood by her decision of not wanting to get Jacob into trouble and she would try to get Cas to promise that at least. Jacob wasn’t a bad person, he wanted the best for Cas much like she had, and she didn’t want to run the risk of Cas not wanting him around. Cas was a King no less and it could be hard to trust those around you, but Jacob would never wish harm on him and did everything he could to protect him, and she didn’t want Cas to lose that.
Everything felt so overwhelming to her as her eyes landed on the King, the one person she had told herself she’d be fine to live without. The man she felt deserved so much better than her and the one person she had genuinely wanted to help, only to have that blow up in her face. Seeing him resurfaced the love she felt, the care and the want to be with him alongside all the guilt of what she had put him through from assisting in his kidnapping to then letting him believe she was dead. What kind of person would do that to someone they cared about?

Though what kind of person would leave a sanctuary knowing they were safe? The foolish kind that truly believed she could find something to stop the rebellion once and for all so he could finally live in peace without the scourge ruining his life. Hearing her name leave his lips she felt herself tremble trying to hold back her own tears. A part of her wondering if he’d hate her for letting him believe she was dead.

Even as she stumbled out an apology her eyes went wide as he moved forward and seconds later, she could feel a tight embrace as his arms wrapped around her. A warmth enveloped her, and she couldn’t help but give in to her own desire as she returned the embrace tightly, worried that if she couldn't feel him, it would all be a lie. That she’d wake up from some sort of daze that she had painted because of how fearful she was about returning to the prison that had tortured her once before.

Closing her eyes, she buried her head in his chest not daring to face the look of Jacobs face or anyone else that where watching. Iris knew she was about to get a good man into trouble if she couldn’t think of something plausible that wouldn’t incriminate Jacob. Then there were the guards that must be judging their King for openly showing care towards a criminal. There was also the issue of another woman being in this safe house that Iris couldn’t help but wonder about, it had been the same woman she had seen on the TV watching the party before the disaster.

So much emotion swirled around in her head that it felt nauseating, tightening her grip on him as she tried to steel herself to face the inevitable music. “I’m so sorry Cas...” Repeating the apology that had been interrupted before. “I’m so sorry.” Truly she felt awful knowing he had grieved for her right after losing his only family left.

Reaching her hand up she wiped away his tears before resting her hand gently on his cheek pulling back to meet his gaze. “I was trying to find something to help you, to finally get rid of that rebellion so you’d have peace.” Her own voice wavered as she whispered out the words, her eyes tearing up again as she couldn’t stop them from falling because she had let him down again.

“I was stupid.” Iris sighed her eyes downcast as her hand slipped from his face disappointed in herself and the decisions she had made, but yet a part of her was so happy to finally see him again when she didn’t think there’d be a chance. Biting her lip, she could feel everyone was staring at them, she could hear whispers between the guards, everyone thoroughly confused as to who she was and why the King was acting this way towards her.

No one had really known what she was to him except his friends and Jacob and right now she knew rumours were about to spiral for him and she didn’t want to keep causing him trouble like this. Maybe honesty would be the best policy here? But then she’d get Jacob into trouble and what if he hated her for it?

“I thought I’d never see you again...” Emotions started to pour out because she couldn’t hold it back anymore and her body shook as she tried to stop herself from crying and looking so pathetic in front of him and everyone.
Struggling had been useless, turns out she hadn’t fully regained her strength from her incident with Ethan. It couldn’t end here; she was determined to be free of their grasp and do something for once to help Cas. Even with her renewed motivation it wasn’t enough to push these soldiers off of her and slip away. It hurt knowing she had been so close to try and help him, now she’d no doubt end up in a cell and this time no one would be there to save her.

“Sir?” The soldier questioned the order, the King wanted to speak to the girl directly. “Yes sir.” Knowing better to question it he only thought that maybe the King was sick and tired of these rebels and criminals running around that he wanted to deal with it personally.

“We’re to bring her in.” Nodding towards the safe house that wasn’t too far in the distance he bent down pulling up Iris to her feet as the other soldier removed his hold from pinning her to the floor.

“Ouch, that aint gonna be pretty for you missy.” The other soldier smirked as he forced her arms behind her back holding her in place as he directed where to walk.

“Oh, bite me.” Iris hissed grimacing at the pain of her arms being forced behind her back in a strong hold. This time her luck had run out, having been on borrowed time since entering the Capital it had finally caught up with her.

“Hah, you’ll get what’s coming to you criminal.” The shopkeeper from earlier chimed in having chased her for the stolen goods. Waving a fist in her direction as he picked up the stolen goods grumbling about how ridiculous the girls attempt had been as he shuffled back off in the distance towards his shop.

Dreading the idea of going back to that prison Iris kept her eyes to the ground as the soldier holding her continued to push her forward, only to look up when they approached a house rather than a mode of transport. Narrowing her eyes, she watched as the other soldier rapped on the door in a certain order, as if it was some secret code before it opened allowing them entry. “Where are you taking me?”

The question fell on deaf ears as the soldiers continued on pushing her into the house as the door closed behind them with a lock. Something didn’t seem right to her as this was not where she expected to end up and she found herself struggling just a little bit more only to receive a harsh shove into a room which made her stumble. Thankful she hadn’t fallen flat on her face, and she rubbed her wrists now free from the hold of the soldiers, frowning as she was about to say something her attention was caught but how high tech the room was.

Glancing around her eyes fell on Jacob and her heart dropped seeing him, guilt already surfacing as he had only tried to help her, and she had been foolish enough to leave the sanctuary he had provided. Opening her mouth to apologise to him she fell silent as she finally noticed another figure in the room, one that she had not seen in months.

Her mouth went dry as she swallowed hard having not seen him in so long, but there he was safe, and sound and she wished she could have gotten that information for him. She wished she could be of use to him for once and not cause all these issues.


Managing to get out his name from her lips, her voice quiet as she almost didn’t believe he was here and that he was real. The feelings where still there for him, they had never gone and as much as she was delighted to see him, she also felt guilty for leaving him and then worried about if he would even understand her reasons for it or would he hate her now?

Then there was Jacob, how could she explain herself out of what had happened? Telling the truth would get Jacob into trouble and she didn’t want that, not when he had saved her life and it hadn’t been the first time either.

“I’m so sorry.”
Apparently, she wasn’t a person of many words when writing notes and she knew no matter what she had said in it Jacob would still hate her for it. After all he had saved her, he had rescued her and kept her alive and fed and warm, yet here she was now running away from all of it. Hindsight was a bitch and even though Jacob was part of the security team and his guard she still felt the need to find these rebels and get rid of them for good and maybe then she could face Cas.

After all this time maybe she’d feel worthy enough, especially as she owed him an apology for how she had left. Sighing he thought she was dead, perhaps it was better that way? Either way she needed to find out what the rebels were doing and how she could help Cas, it was the least she could do after all the drama she had brought into his life.

I’m so sorry Jacob, thank you for everything.

With the note set she left it on the table in the living room before she moved towards the door opening it up, giving one last glance to the place she left knowing this was best. If she could gain any information and give it to Cas it may just be the upper hand, he needed to quell the rebellion for good. The fact it was still on-going was worrying in the slightest as her father was dead, Ethan was dead. Who could possibly still want this to continue? Not when she believed in her heart that Cas was going to help improve the districts and not ignore it like his father had.

Running was easy, especially as her father had trained her to slip in and out of the Capital unnoticed in order to assassinate the royals long ago. With most of her memories returned she felt more equipped to deal with this and she felt motivated out of her emotional slump she had found herself in the past couple of months. Iris was certain she could help this time and be of use and thankfully her ability to blend in worked out great, no one paid her any attention and just assumed she was meant to be there. Maybe it helped she was in Capital clothing, but she had taken that from Jacob.

It had been two days of running, following any sort of lead she could find, and she ended up in an area that was awfully quiet. Listening out for any snippets of clues from civilians she had ended up on the south side of the Capital, a place that didn’t look as populated as other areas of the Capital she had seen on her travels. Problem was it had been two days, no food and barely any water which didn’t bode well in terms of survival, and she’d need to find something soon. So far what she had managed to figure out was one rebel had been caught and two were still on the run from the attack at the palace two days ago.

Two days of being out on the streets hiding in woodland areas for brief moments of rest had meant the clothing she now wore was a little on the scruffy side. Something she was starting to feel conscious in as it would gain more attention than needed. No one she had seen looked scruffy in any sort of way and it seemed that they all cared about their appearance, so now she felt like she was starting to stick out a bit more. Pressing her hand to her side she could still feel the odd twinge here and there, and although she was mostly healed and ready to be moving around more, she had neglected resting due to her sheer determination to be of use to Cas.

Shoving her hands in her pockets she kept her head down as she passed by two civilians who were looking her way warily, quickly shuffling past as she turned a corner to see a shop in the distance. An idea sprung to mind, and she knew it would be the perfect place to steal a bottle of water, that would tide her over for a bit longer as she felt like she was getting somewhere. Approaching the store her eyes swept the building looking for the shopkeeper and she didn’t see anyone out on the front, carefully she moved inside trying to make as little noise as possible. Heading towards the chilled section she could see the water in sight, smiling to herself she snatched the bottle but just as she was about to sneak it into her pocket a hand out of nowhere grabbed her wrist.


“Let go!” Iris hissed snatching her hand back as she began to back away, but there was an anger in the shop keeper’s eyes as he began to shout at the top of his voice to attract attention knowing that there would be some guards patrolling around as he began to chase her out of the store.


Quickly Iris began to leg it out of the shop her heart racing as she had been caught, if she could put distance between them before anyone else heard then she could slip away and hide for a bit until the coast was clear. Panicked she continued to run, but her next turning had been the wrong one as a couple of guards who had heard a commotion was heading towards the shop she was running from. They had quickly put two and two together, why else would you run in the Capital unless you were guilty of something?


Turning on her heel Iris tried to run off in another direction, but the guards were quick, and probably in better shape than she was as they easily began to close the distance between them. Trying to push forward she cried out as she went crashing down to the floor with a guard having pounced on her pinning her to stop her from running off.

“What’s your ID number?” The other guard spoke as he pulled out a machine to check it against their system.

“I don’t remember.” Iris whispered hoping it would buy her a little bit of time.

“Rebel?” Questioning to the other guard as he looked down at her appearance, they had been on high alert since the attack. “Name?” The guard persisted his eyes down on her, but Iris didn’t respond which didn’t bode well for them. “I’ll call it in. No risks.” The guard reasoned as he reached for his earpiece to send communication to Curry, especially as they knew the safe house was in this area and they couldn’t risk anything.

“Sir, suspected rebel caught in the area. We’ve restrained them, but they are refusing to talk.” Glancing at his partner who still kept the girl pinned as he awaited orders, they could take her to the prison but it was awfully close to the safe house that Curry may want to deal with it personally in case the last one was still in the area.
Hearing the confirmation that it was indeed nonsense relaxed the soldier, but he couldn’t help that a part of him planted the seed of what if? Shaking his head, he trusted Jacob explicitly and he knew that if confirmed it was nonsense, then he believed it to be that. The rebels were just trying to unnerve them, it was a cheap dirty trick naming people that where dead and he wondered if they thought for a moment, it would save their own skin.

Approaching the clearing once more he could see in the distance soldiers dragging away the apprehended, no doubt to be questioned. Sighing he knew very well what kind of treatment this kid was about to face, but it couldn’t be helped. Not when they were part of a rebellion that was so hellbent on killing the Royal Family.

Assessing the damage, he had already sent out others to sweep the perimeter on hopes they could catch the others that had slipped through their fingers. Now that the palace was secure again, he tapped a few commands into his phone requesting a clean up crew to repair the damages and start cleaning up the mess. Whilst he was doing that, he began to inspect the perimeter to look for weak spots of entry as requested by Jacob, it was strange to think how they managed to slip through especially on a night that had heavy security.

Knowing he’d be likely to find the answers in the forest he began to leave the palace walls looking for anything that was strange. Placing his hands in his pockets he could hear noises from other officials calling out orders as well as looking for clues themselves to the whereabouts of the missing rebels. Everything was just idle chatter and as he moved deeper into the forest, he caught sight of something silver, the light had caught his eye and he knelt down to inspect. Brushing a few leaves, he was careful not to touch it as he began to follow where the line lead only to start approaching the border.

Knowing there was a watch tower in the distance he decided to go take a look, reviewing the footage would give him some answers at least. Still not understanding what the silver spool was for just, yet he moved on to the tower only to find the door creak open and silence greet him. “Requesting back up at watch tower.” Giving away his position to his fellow men, hearing a reply of five minutes he moved inside to be greeted with a strong smell of blood.

Pulling out his gun to be on the safe side he began to move through the building listening out for any sudden movements, but it was just an eerie silence that greeted him. Already feeling on edge Harry was certain of one thing, he doubted that anyone was here. Kicking open the door to the surveillance room he moved into the doorway with his gun ready to fire, but all he was greeted with was an empty room and a dead body. A soldier that had been based here, but usually there was two and there was not telling what had happened to the second.

Glancing at the screens he could see that they had all been tampered with, something was jamming the signal. Soon after he heard his back up arrive, barking orders at them he pulled out his phone filing a report on the breach in tower seven. This is where the rebels had come from and it was more than likely they killed the guard in here, but there was still the question of the other guard that was missing.

Rubbing his temples this wasn’t going to be a quick and simple fix, but he felt confident they could get to the bottom of it. At least they had one in custody ready to interrogate, but it was concerning the other two had disappeared. Just as he was about to inspect the broken cameras a loud explosion could be heard and the tower, he was in shuddered parts of it crumbling. “Shit! FALL BACK!” Commanding to the other officers as they all started to scramble out of the building, everyone just about making it out safely before the ceiling began to cave in.

“FAN OUT, FIND THE CULPRITS THEY CAN’T HAVE GONE FAR.” His voice boomed as he commanded the officers, everyone began to move looking for the rebels ready to take them down.

Pacing some more in the condo Iris was at war with herself, she didn’t want to put Jacob in a position by leaving but she felt like she had too. What if she could help? Maybe she could be of use to help Cas? With her mind made up she grabbed one of his jackets throwing it over herself and pulling up the hood to help conceal her identity. Moving to the front room she rummaged round for some paper and a pen, the least she could do was apologise to Jacob. It was the least she could do after he had saved her life, but she had to see Cas and she knew he wouldn’t let her.

We fear that which we cannot see...


A little bit about me! I love to write in my spare time as well as play video games. I love using fandoms and original plots so don’t be afraid to ask if you don’t see anything you like! I’m a female and prefer writing with those 18+. I prefer fade to black if things progress with characters, this could change later on depending how comfortable I feel. On another note, I don’t mind playing the male however I do prefer playing female characters and in most cases I would love to double when it comes to fandoms so we both get to enjoy it. I'm happy to do MxF and I'd be willing to try FxF/MxM, however it's not something I have done before, and I do not mind on post length as long as you give me something to work with and it's not a one liner.

Please PM me to discuss any plots you may be interested in!

I’m also open to hearing any plots you may want to suggest, I’m looking for a few new partners to write with.


Who are the heroes?
Wait? Was that a villain who just became a hero? This would be an enemies to lovers sequence with a bit of role reversal thrown into the mix. Musa A is a hero, they’ve trained all their life to protect their town from dangers (depending on if we go fantasy/modern day we can edit what the dangers would be.) Muse B is a villain, they’ve grown cold to the ways of the world with little praise and having everything snatched from them and decided to finally take what they wanted in life. Muse A starts to resent the sacrifices they have had to make as a hero and starts to appreciate Muse B.

Famous isn’t everything:
Muse A is the lead singer of a world-famous band, but it wasn’t always like that. The band itself started out small with a few loyal followers, they used to do small time gigs wherever would hire them for the night. Over time they grew big and now tour the world living life as a rockstar and selling out big time shows. Muse B can either be an original fan, or someone that used to help out at gigs getting them ready. Admiring Muse A from afar wondering just what it would be like in their shoes. One drunken night fling changes everything.

Guilt or pity?:
Muse A is quite unwell, they suffer from an illness and as a last wish they wanted to see Muse B who is famous. Due to giving up on all hope Muse A is getting worse because they see no point in living, once Muse B visits it perks them up a little. They discuss things and Muse B makes regular visits because they feel obligated too at first, but things could go from there.

Another variant would be Muse B the famous person is the cause for a huge car crash injuring Muse A quite badly. Muse B sends flowers and an apology to appease their social media status but makes a visit to Muse A and see’s the damage they’ve caused. Perhaps even Muse A is now paralyzed, and Muse B feels like the owe Muse A something and tries to help. At first it came from a selfish place, but they slowly realise how they are starting to care.

I’ll steal more than just your heart:
Muse A is a world-class thief, for years they have invaded getting caught and each crime only gets bigger. Muse B is a lead investigator trying to unravel the case, but every time there is a crime committed by Muse A a note is left just for Muse B.

Please find the link to the kind of setting I want to build with this.



I am really interested in doing something from Bleach, so please let me know if you are interested

I have popped the fandoms under a hider only because I have so many! I also have ideas for most of them listed and I'm happy to play both canon and OC and can double up!

Bump! I have space for one more :3

Shouts could be heard as the guards began to drag away the thrashing male, but he wasn’t making it easy for them. Jack was certain of one thing, that he would make their lives a living hell and he would not go down without causing a scene or fight. “NONE OF YOU CARE ABOUT US. WE’RE ALL JUST SHIT ON THE BOTTOM OF YOUR SHOE. SLAVES SO YOU CAN KEEP YOUR LAVISH LIFESTYLES.”

Harry rubbed his temples his frustration building as the prisoner would not shut up, he could see all the higher ups and guests being ushered out and towards safety but even they would be able to hear the commotion faintly. “Knock him out if you have too.” Giving the order to the guards who appeared to be incompetent in restraining the rebel. It appeared that got a reaction as the boy began to scream bloody murder spouting absolute nonsense about the rebellion, Iris and how the Capital had ruined her.

“Listen here kid, she’s dead.” Taking a step forward to the rebel which earned a brief bit of silence as he locked eyes with him. “I saw the body and it wasn’t the Capital that killed her, you can thank your own rebel friends Ethan for that one and she was then buried. Got it?” Harry made it clear that there was no substance to his claims, but there was a defiance in the rebels’ eyes.

“There was never a body buried!” With the last claim leaving Jacks lips everything went black as Harry had clearly had enough and knocked him out with the handle of his gun in one swift motion.

“Go on, take the rebel away.” Tutting to himself as the guards hauled the unconscious body to throw into the cell in the meantime until questioning, running a hand through his hair as he began to walk the perimeter checking on the damage from the explosion. As he did, he thought back to the night when they had gone on that rescue mission, picturing the body that had clearly been dead. Concerned he shook it from his head, but something was bothering him about that night. He had gotten Jacob to check for a pulse as for a moment he had thought he had felt one, but he knew there was no way the girl had survived, and Jacob had confirmed it.

Jacob would not lie about something like that, but still something with niggling away at him wondering if maybe he had been right in the fact there was still a pulse.


“Report.” Harry nodded to one of the guards that had approached.

“We managed to apprehend one more, but the rest escaped. Soldiers are out doing a sweep of the forest as we speak. They’re being transported to a cell as we speak, no major injuries reported. We’ve sustained minor causalities all which have been moved to safety and are currently being treated. The King was unharmed.”

“Good.” Harry sighed before dismissing the guard off and reaching for his comms device once more to get in touch with Jacob. “Sir, perimeter secured, we’ve apprehended two rebels, but two have escaped. Soldiers are sweeping the forest, but no luck so far.” Pausing for a moment before he turned on his back away from the guard waving him off as he walked around the damaged building out of earshot.

“One of the rebels, they’ve made a bold claim. A name I didn’t expect to hear again.” Pausing Harry wasn’t even sure if he should bring it up, maybe he was just overthinking it, but it would eat away at him if he didn’t mention it in case, it was important to keeping the King safe. Everything so far that had happened her name had always floated around, so it didn’t feel like a coincidence. “They said Iris was alive and seemed to think we are keeping her somewhere against her will. It’s not possible right? You confirmed her dead at the scene.”

Dropping his hand from the comms device as he surveyed the rest of the building waiting for Jacob to confirm back to him that she was indeed dead, and this simply was a coincidence. Folding his arms, he tapped his foot waiting for further instruction.

Back at the condo Iris had been watching the broadcast, eyes wide as the explosion was caught on camera before the live feed abruptly ended. How was this happening? If it was the rebels didn’t they die with Ethan? Why was it someone was still attacking the monarchy like this? Or maybe it was someone else, perhaps this was an unrelated incident. Shaking her head, she paced the room wanting to go see if Cas was okay, to ensure that he was still safe and well, but she knew that wouldn’t be an option. Glancing to the door perhaps it was time she took matters into her own hands again.

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