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[dragon_twin]

The plans had been made, a time set, and finally, the day had arrived.

Melou spent the morning distracted from his lessons, which was nothing altogether new, but in the afternoon he was more focussed than ever on drills. Since they’d decided on the murder, he’d found himself enjoying them more and more.

The day dragged. Dinner was agonizing and he found himself getting irritated over his mother’s doting. They weren’t going to be boys anymore, not after tonight.

Finally, finally they were excused up to their rooms. Now, he was just waiting anxiously for Melehan, pacing the floor, his own practice sword sharpened and ready.

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[pendragon-son.livejournal.com]

A quick nod, and Melehan's eyes are just bright and brighter.

"You or me?"

[dragon_twin]

They both want to. Melou knows this.

"Both? Yours facing one way, mine below facing the other."

[pendragon-son.livejournal.com]

"Agreed."

[dragon_twin]

Melou rolls Pasgen over onto his back with his foot and then places the edge of his sword against the man's throat.

"On three. One, two..."

[pendragon-son.livejournal.com]

"Three." And the boys move in unison.

[dragon_twin]

Afterward, Melou sits beside the body, covered in blood and smiling.

"Nice work." He tells his brother.

[pendragon-son.livejournal.com]

Melehan nods and flashes a brief smile. He is thinking, he is, and his eyes are bright.

Bright with life.

[dragon_twin]

As are his brother's. He's never felt more alive.

"Guess we should bury him."

[pendragon-son.livejournal.com]

"See, even now you are a bother," Melehan tells the corpse with a sigh.

[dragon_twin]

Melou makes a face.

"We should have dug something in advance. Oh well." He looks around. "Gonna have to be shallow now."

[pendragon-son.livejournal.com]

With a long-suffering sigh, Melehan gets to his feet and wipes the blood of his sword.

"We'll remember for next time."

[dragon_twin]

"Live and learn." Melou sighs as well and begins chipping away at the ground with his sword.