As far as he was aware, the only person who called him a hero was Fait. He certainly didn't feel like a hero. Most of the people who did recognise him called him the names he felt he deserved.
Traitor. Murderer. Witch.
All undeniably true.
But yet, he didn't regret it. Not even for a second. Not when he was cursed, not when he was kicked out of the palace.
Because he got to perform in the town square. He got to watch the children's faces of wonder and delight every day. Because the population of Angielle was happy now.
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100 word Challenge
FanfictionA collection of stories, all with around 100 words. Some fanfic, others original.
