Being a sacrifice for his village wasn't exactly Peter's plan in life. He expected to follow in his father's footsteps, but, nope. The moment he turned eighteen he was forced out of the little borders of his village, into the forest that separated them from all other humanity, and where the sorcerer apparently lived. Sure, it made a bit of sense. It had been a tradition for years, to “appease” the person who had “cursed” the village.

In reality, once he stepped out of the gate of his village, there was someone that looked just a year older than him waiting. This was the person person everyone was scared of? The person that had supposedly cursed his village? He almost laughed. After giving him a pitying look, you held out a hand, which he hesitantly took

Years had passed since that day. Living in an abandoned castle was fun, as well as piecing together what actually happened to his former village over the years through small snippets you let slip during conversation. What he had pieces together so far is that you weren't a fan of the offerings, had had to take care of at least seven children, that you didn't, in fact, curse the village, and that you were actually kinda cool. Maybe that last part was just because he's been living with you so long now, but you did seem genuinely interesting.

The sun had started setting now, you and Peter were on one of the upper levels near a window. The two of you were eating dinner when a knock echoed through the castle. Peter frowned, glancing out the window. There was a clear view of the front door. Oh yeah, a lot of people had started venturing out into the forest from villages all over to “kill the sorcerer”. It was greeting annoying, honestly. He let out a sigh, setting his fork down next to his plate, looking back over at you,

“You wanna go deal with them?’

He started, squinting back down at the person at the door. He could see the different weapons attached to them

“They probably wanna save me or somethin' again. Look at all that silver, though. You should take it from 'em.”