The Hybrid Fateful Sorrow

Damndest day

While the Queen walks closer seeing the young Lord Kristoff arguing with the guards as they try to restrain him.

“What’s the meaning of this? Why are your filthy dogs in my house!?” Lord Kristoff yelling at Queen Catherine.

“You are speaking to the Queen!” the royal captain said. 

Before giving the young lord a heavy punch from the abdomen. That led to Lord Kristoff falling to his knees.

“You dare touch me!” he said as he coughs from the blows.

“The day of your ignorance and sickly customary ends now, ” The Queen proclaimed.

Laughing upon hearing The Queen’s statement, Lord Kristoff proceeds to speak as he tries to stand up.

“So what can I, Lord Kristoff Broken-sword, do for you? Your… Highness, ” Lord Kristoff said.

“I would ask you where The Princess is but I don’t think I’ll get an answer from you, but I learned how you fantasize men so much in your little playground,” The Queen said.

“Oh well if you like that, You can be the first woman that I would play with, ” He said as he smirked.

“You sure you can play with women? I thought your family name explained the whole thing, having a Broken-sword not sure if you can satisfy anyone, ” The Queen retorted.

“You damn! b***h! It’s a war name, you’re disgracing it!” he said.

As soon as that he tries to make a move to The Queen only to fail from the hands of her Royal Guards and her Queenshield.

“Guards! I had enough of this kid, take him to the dungeon, so he can play with himself!” The Queen ordered before she dismissed herself to her carriage.

“Into the dungeon? I wouldn’t dare set a foot in your chamber, your maje—, ” before he could finish a swift bashed in the back of his head was met by The Queenshield.

The Queenshield standing in the back of Lord Kristoff as he delivers short gasped, losing his consciousness.

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[ Grisaia Dungeon, under the High Castle ]

Opposite to the luxurious above is what the dungeon offers, a place for notorious prisoners, traitors, accompanied by rats, dirt, feces, bones, and the moisture that the wall exposes.

Sitting on the dark bench with the remains of an old prisoner that subtly tell him the only way out of this is by dying.

“This is really happening, isn’t it? The most damning days of the day. I won’t forget this, ” Lord Kristoff chuckled alone in the cell. 

“I would celebrate upon your death, with all the women and wine I can find!” he added.

While he laughs menacingly in his dark cell, soon partnered with the sound of boots walking closer to his cell.

“Lord Kristoff, I bear grave news, ” The Prison guard said.

“Out with it, I’m in a good mood, ” Lord Kristoff said.

“Your manor was discovered and attacked, ” he said.

He quickly stands to face the guard, reaching for his leather clothes.

“And Cromwell? Deyter? Did they get out ?” he asked as he grabbed the guard’s clothes.

“Everyone died, except the newly acquired mercenaries, they betrayed Deyter as it looks, they are the ones who attacked, ” he said.

“Get me out of here!” Lord Kristoff yelled.

“I can’t my Lord, ” The prison guard said.

Slapping the man’s face as he yells.

“Leave me be, ” he said as he fell back to his bench.

“Oh no! They killed them!” he said, sending out a voice of pain that you wouldn’t think he had, to care.

“You hear that Juno? They killed both of them!” he added as he spoke on the dark wall of dirt.

“I hear you, my lord, ” A man’s voice was heard.

Showing up in the darkest corner as he steps in the air with his yellow eyes that glowed. Clothed his fitted masked dark red armor equipped with an assassin-like dagger.

“Now tell me why you haven’t done what I have asked you before?” Lord Kristoff asked.

“Princess Beatrice is dead. I have met the man you are looking for, ” Juno said.

“Tell me you killed him!” he let out.

“You can’t touch him, he’s a God and the lady of the night refused to do any harm to him, ” Juno replied calmly.

As he slowly phases on the wall with only his head and arms sticking.

“He will not be harmed, ” he added.

“God!? I’m your God! I’m the f*cking God, ” Lord Kristoff announced.

“What you are, Lord Kristoff is a delusional God of nothing, ” Juno said calmly.

“You are bound to me right, ” Lord Kristoff said as he slowly laughed.

“I’m bound to you until your death by the looks of it, you need to do something or it will catch up to you, and I will feast on your soul, ” Juno said as he moved his phased body head and arms closer to Kristoff.

Lord Kristoff ran his hand on the blade of the daggers as he gave an order.

“You now know what my desire is, and I know just what to do!” Lord Kristoff said.

“Oh my Queen, I should have done this long ago, oh the feels it’s exhilarating, ” he added as he stood basking in from what he felt.

“Understood, My Lord, ” Juno said before completely phasing out in the wall leaving the dark cell of Lord Kristoff.

“It’s life or death now, ” Lord Kristoff said as he laughed hysterically with his tearing eyes.

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[ Grisaia, Lord Kristoff Manor ]

At the secluded Manor where Cromwell and Lord Kristoff owned mercenaries reside. With the barred windows, balconies, and doors the only way in and out was the door in the north part of the Manor. Alongside were heavy guards patrolling the corner of the house.

Outside the manor, Deyter can be seen, arriving with the grey hand men being led by a big and tall muscled man called Rollo Longrider.

“We have arrived, make yourself at home, ” Deyter said as he pointed to the stable outside the manor.

“At the stable, ” he added.

“Who we’ll be guarding, ?” Rollo said calmly, unmoved by Deyter mocking.

“The Manor, of course, don’t let anyone in, if you need something only you and two of your men can get inside, you can put your equipment on the stable in there, ” Deyter said.

“Alright, ” Rollo replied as he started to walk to the stable.

“Don’t worry the manor is pretty secluded but there won’t be any thieves around here, plus you’ll be guarding outside, ” Deyter said as he chuckled before going inside.

Holding the door open, he stopped to speak once more.

“The aberration could come any day, I want you and your men starting now. You’ll get to eat tomorrow, ” he added.

“Don’t worry we won’t be long, ” Rollo said as he looked him in the eyes.

“Good…”

Inside was an abundance of mercenaries ranging from skilled to lowlife thugs protecting someone important inside.

With the grey hand Rollo and ten of his men unpacking their packs and bags in the stable. Outfitting themselves with leather armors with custom-made steel in the torso.

“Tonight, we will do it, remember there’s no white nor black in our eyes, ” Rollo announced to his team.

“Only grey, Lieutenant Rollo, ” all of his men said.

“Only grey, men,” he said, assuring them.

While each of them equips their armors, swords, bucklers, and their signature arms, the crossbow that could penetrate steel-plated armor. Yet Rollo who instead removes his top armor and proceeds to pick up his greatsword along with its back sword-holder.

Walking bared at the front of the manor. As soon as that the rest of the team started to move around the whole manor as they proceeded to exchange greetings and duties with the other mercenaries of Lord Kristoff.

“Hey,”

“Yeah?”

“We’re the grey hands, ” one of Rollo’s men said as they showed their gray arm braces to fully verify themselves.

“We’ll take it from now on, ” he added.

“Alright, well boys it looks like we’ll get some sun break, it will be dinner soon anyway. Let’s go, ” The manor mercenaries said.

The Grey Hand mercenaries have taken control of the manor surrounding. Waiting for a right moment before they start to move.

With Rollo watching the sun setting down, with his bared body, and his cold greatsword that touches his back. As he stands ready in front of the door.

With the suns finally gone, and the night came above. For some, it’s the end of their work, but for Rollo and his strong and abled men, their work is just starting. As they quickly regroup in the front of the only way in of the manor. Waiting for their leader Rollo to make a move.

“It’s time!” Rollo said.