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Hi peepz! i decided im gonna try my hand ( well more like fingers + keyboard ) at writing. xd The characters in this story r gonna be like my real friends (personality wise) im sorry if the spellings not great, bu hey we cant all be A+ students can we? so w/o further ado here it is... my nameless story.

Prolouge:
A man stood by an open window. He held himself erect and with dignity. His red gold hair and beard blew back in the wind. He had a handsome enough face, though he looked about thirty with a noble nose that had the crooked look of having been broken once or twice. The only thing marring his face was the scar streatching from just above his eyebrow to his chin, and the crulety sparkling in his eyes.
(note: he is NOT one of my friends)
"Nikolas, my brother!"
A voice sounded from behind the red haired man. There was another man, this one with darker hair. He was more slender than the broad shouldered Nikolas, and he looked younger.
"Hello Kristopher"
Nikolas didn't turn from the window as he spoke.
""Nikolas, I havent seen you since your crowning ceremony! Surely even a king has time to visit his brother."
"The war has been quite an obstacle" Nikolas remarked drily, keeping his eyes on the courtyard so many stories below.
"Of course" said Kristopher.
"But its over now and ive decided that its finally safe to see you"
"Tell me," Nikolas said, turning to face his brother "How is our little brother, Jager?"
"Jager is doing well. He married a forgien woman named Reese. They have a child. a son I beleive."
"A son!"
Nikolas strode to the fireplace. Resting on the mantle was a paper thin dagger. He picked it up. Kristopher watched him curiously.
"A son..." Nikolas repeated, stroking the dagger's hilt. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, fairly certain, Nikolas..."
"Yes?"
"Im... worried about you. Youve been acting strange. And... the hangings. Theyre not right! You shouldn't be killing these people!"


** sorry peepz ill finish l8ter!!**