Kyle made his way through the woods and finally found the guild. With Harland out of the picture, there was Harrigan left. On top of that.. He disappeared only to reappear in a dark guild. How quaint... He thought. He saw that the doors to the guild were unlocked. So Kyle quietly made his way in. The closed eyes mage looked up to see that there was another door leading to the office. That must be Harrigan's office. Well... I'm certain there will be information on the Forsaken Butterfly there. Kyle quietly and carefully walked over to the door. He put a hand on the office door and slightly turned the door knob. Locked. Kyle sighed. This was getting aggravating for a simple breaking and entering. He put a knee on the ground and then a hand. The sand on the ground swirled as he lifted his hand off of the ground. The sand swirled around and spiraled over his hand and formed into a key. He placed the key in the door and tried to turn the key. It didn't latch. Kyle winced again as the key mimicked it's form of Harrigan's key. Finally it turned. Kyle opened the door to find a desk with a couple shelves of books. "Why do dark guilds have desks and offices? It's not like they really stay organized..." He joshed to himself.
He walked over to the shelves. The spines to every book stood out and they were neatly placed in the shelf. A couple of the shelves seemed to look as if they were caving in. "This guild master is rather... well read." He said to himself finally getting a bit comfortable in the guild hall. He looked up and down the shelves for information on his target, but to no avail there was nothing. He put his hands on his hips and looked at the desk. "What about here?" He made his way and opened on of the drawers to find a picture of Harrigan and his target. "There she is, but this isn't helping me on finding her... or even where she is now." He looked up and down the office for any information on anything she had been up to. He tapped on the desk finally a secret drawer opened. Inside was a leather bound book. He took the book out of the desk and opened it up standing up. Thinking that there was a trap in the chair. He read a random page.
There I stood, in front of him. He was the man I always dreamed about. I wanted to thank my father for bringing us together. My father knew exactly what I loved about this man. The fact that he collected books was a huge bonus. I loved talking to him about the fantasies I read in many novels. Especially the ones about castles, damsels in distress, and knights who fought dragons. Of course he laughed at this and called me childish, but I can understand this. Mainly because of the fact that I wasn't the right age to understand books of exploration. I told him my wishes and goals. I wanted to be his and his alone. I wanted children with him. Most of all I wanted him to be mine. What I couldn't believe, was that he was. Even though our marriage was arranged today. I was happy. I couldn't have been happier. The thought of marrying him brought me to tears of joy. Even during the service I was crying. Yes my father traded me off, but he looked over every suitor carefully. When we met during that ball, I was enthralled by his mysterious look on life. I know there were some rough sides to him, but, when we had our first conversation during that first ball, I wanted to speak to him more and more. I wanted to know who he was. Even though he held a stoic and strict appearance. It could've been the red suit, it could've been the wine, but he stuck out to me. Most of all, his polite stature and welcoming smile stuck out to me. I was told by the other girls at that ball to avoid him, mainly because he was rude to them. Thinking he was BETTER than them. What I saw was completely different. I was even more excited when my father announced our engagement.
The service was beautiful. Everything a girl like me could dream for. The dress, the fact that my father convinced Harland to hold the service outside instead of inside of a church, the ball afterwards. I really felt like a princess. However Harland did speak in a grouchy manner towards me. Mumbling that my wedding was that of a commoner's wedding because it wasn't as lavish and fancy as it could be. I'm sorry Harrigan, I didn't mean to embarrass you. Thank you for standing up for me though. Explaining to him that it was more the perfect day for such a wedding to be held outside.
That night I was so happy. What was more embarrassing was the events afterwards. I guess I never really understood adulthood until now. Even though I was in tears of happiness to be Harrigan's. Even though he is cold to others, he was warm to me. That's all that matter. On top of that, he was rather warm to snuggle beside as well. He knew---
Kyle slammed the diary shut. "This is useless to me. I really didn't want to know that about my target's husband." He said aloud. He put the book down, then Kyle took a step back only to find himself stepping on a trip wire. Immediately he was tied up in ropes and sent flying upside down. "Great... no sand..." The closed eyes mage said and looked forward opening his red eyes glaring out towards the door. "Well... guess I'm caught and I'm going to have to wait here." He said as the tied up mage swung upside down left and right.
He walked over to the shelves. The spines to every book stood out and they were neatly placed in the shelf. A couple of the shelves seemed to look as if they were caving in. "This guild master is rather... well read." He said to himself finally getting a bit comfortable in the guild hall. He looked up and down the shelves for information on his target, but to no avail there was nothing. He put his hands on his hips and looked at the desk. "What about here?" He made his way and opened on of the drawers to find a picture of Harrigan and his target. "There she is, but this isn't helping me on finding her... or even where she is now." He looked up and down the office for any information on anything she had been up to. He tapped on the desk finally a secret drawer opened. Inside was a leather bound book. He took the book out of the desk and opened it up standing up. Thinking that there was a trap in the chair. He read a random page.
There I stood, in front of him. He was the man I always dreamed about. I wanted to thank my father for bringing us together. My father knew exactly what I loved about this man. The fact that he collected books was a huge bonus. I loved talking to him about the fantasies I read in many novels. Especially the ones about castles, damsels in distress, and knights who fought dragons. Of course he laughed at this and called me childish, but I can understand this. Mainly because of the fact that I wasn't the right age to understand books of exploration. I told him my wishes and goals. I wanted to be his and his alone. I wanted children with him. Most of all I wanted him to be mine. What I couldn't believe, was that he was. Even though our marriage was arranged today. I was happy. I couldn't have been happier. The thought of marrying him brought me to tears of joy. Even during the service I was crying. Yes my father traded me off, but he looked over every suitor carefully. When we met during that ball, I was enthralled by his mysterious look on life. I know there were some rough sides to him, but, when we had our first conversation during that first ball, I wanted to speak to him more and more. I wanted to know who he was. Even though he held a stoic and strict appearance. It could've been the red suit, it could've been the wine, but he stuck out to me. Most of all, his polite stature and welcoming smile stuck out to me. I was told by the other girls at that ball to avoid him, mainly because he was rude to them. Thinking he was BETTER than them. What I saw was completely different. I was even more excited when my father announced our engagement.
The service was beautiful. Everything a girl like me could dream for. The dress, the fact that my father convinced Harland to hold the service outside instead of inside of a church, the ball afterwards. I really felt like a princess. However Harland did speak in a grouchy manner towards me. Mumbling that my wedding was that of a commoner's wedding because it wasn't as lavish and fancy as it could be. I'm sorry Harrigan, I didn't mean to embarrass you. Thank you for standing up for me though. Explaining to him that it was more the perfect day for such a wedding to be held outside.
That night I was so happy. What was more embarrassing was the events afterwards. I guess I never really understood adulthood until now. Even though I was in tears of happiness to be Harrigan's. Even though he is cold to others, he was warm to me. That's all that matter. On top of that, he was rather warm to snuggle beside as well. He knew---
Kyle slammed the diary shut. "This is useless to me. I really didn't want to know that about my target's husband." He said aloud. He put the book down, then Kyle took a step back only to find himself stepping on a trip wire. Immediately he was tied up in ropes and sent flying upside down. "Great... no sand..." The closed eyes mage said and looked forward opening his red eyes glaring out towards the door. "Well... guess I'm caught and I'm going to have to wait here." He said as the tied up mage swung upside down left and right.