His hands were warm as he slid his fingers against yours.

He smiled at you softly as he stared at the falling orange leaves. It was a calm walk with your partner.

You looked up at him.

"Yes, petal?" He noticed your stare.

"..do you think you'll kill for me one day?" Would he be that devoted with you?

He smiled warmly.

"Yes, of course I will, my darling."

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Is that how you ended up standing in front of the corpse of your enemy?

"I told you I would one day." Achilles smiled softly.