Trigger Warning: Mentions of self-harm and suicide
Did he actually know anything? Was the King of Hearts arrogant enough to think that he'd be able to save Lord Warth Duke's life? Alexander didn't know a thing, except for the fact that he would do his best to save the man's life.
He did not know his way around poison.
One couldn't even say that he had managed to graduate from his studies at all, but because someone needed help and there was a code and an oath—he would do it. At least, let him save this man's life in exchange for all the others that had died because of him.
This was his only plea in this world.
If he could even do this, even just once, then he wouldn't ask for anything else. He wouldn't even wish to get back home and remember everything that had begun to fade away in his mind, memories he was now desperately clinging on to.
. . .
It wasn't fair, but life was never that way.
