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The group moved to the nearest town, Restlin, where they all took rooms for the night. They agreed to meet in the tavern that night. They took a table in the shadowy rear of the tavern. Raven overheard some thieves at the next table over.

"The guild lord wants the girl for his concubine. He is sending Maris to the wedding as his emissary to the wedding. After all, the Lord Dragomir is one of our biggest benefactors. After the wedding, Maris is going to steal the girl from under the prince’s dead body, and then carry her to the guild lord."

The rage started burning through his veins as Raven heard the mans words. No way was some carnally starved guild lord going to use his love. As soon as the burning had started, Ravens blood had turned to ice. Raven watched as the thieves got up and moved outside. He excused himself from the table and followed them out the door. As he quietly tailed them through town till they met up with a big man with cropped brown hair. The man's dark skin almost blended in with the darkness of the night.

"Here are your supplies Maris. Have fun at the wedding." The thieves said merrily as they handed the man a package.

With that the men split and Raven followed the thieves to the whorehouse. As the men chose their women, Raven stood unseen of to one side. After their choices were made, he continued to follow them till they went into a room with the women. He waited five minutes for the men to get undressed, and get started. He drew his reavers and kicked the door in.

"What the fuck!" one of the whores cried, pure fear on her face at the sight of him.

As the men pulled out and turned around, Raven struck. He swung both Reavers, separating the thieves' heads from their bodies. The heads flew and stuck on the sconces attached to the walls. The men’s severed bodies fell to the ground spraying the room with blood. Tears mingled with blood on the whores faces as they watched the whole sight.

"Don't hurt us good sir, we'll do whatever you want." The women pleaded, looking at Raven” just please don’t kill us.”

"Shut up bitch, pleading don't help. You watched me kill them, so you're already fucking dead". He coldly responded.

With that Raven planted both of his Reavers into the whores' hearts. Using the sheets to clean the blade, he sheathed them and turned around walking out the door. As he walked by the front desk, he turned to the Madame of the house.

"Wow I guess the girls in room 11 are fucking those guys to death"

He walked out and headed out to the tavern. He moved back to the table and sat down with the others.

"Sorry I had business to attend to" Raven said as he set back down.

"Anything to do with those two thieves that were talking about having some big guy take your girl to their guild lord" Nightwolf asked.

"What, it’s not my fault they got fucked to death" Raven responded as he started laughing.

"You fucking killed them didn't you?" Angelwolf said sternly,” were supposed to be low profile”

"They pissed me off” Raven responded, getting serious "Like that's a good reason", Angelwolf commented.

"That girl will be mine and mine alone," Raven stated,” Plus there’s no witness. The whores they were fucking shared the same fate, so were still low profile.

"So you killed the tools of the person who really wants your girl" Nightwolf said with some glee is his tone.

"So, life goes on, well not for them" Raven said, starting to laugh again.

"Can I say something" Serwin asked

"What" they both yelled

"If you're an outcast, how do you plan to get into the wedding?"

"You’re going to complete your contract".

"Wait, but", Serwin cried

"Just do your part and you'll see" Raven responded

They all decided to go to bed for the night. They knew they had two days to prepare for the wedding, and wanted to be ready. Raven sent out Nightwolf and his wife to make ready in the forest. He kept the assassins close because he still didn't trust them.

"Well all I need you two to do is kill me right before the wedding, and then when shit starts, back me up.

"Why do we need to back you up if you’re dead?"

"Trust me you'll know when at the wedding."

At the same time, Nightwolf and Angelwolf were in the forest preparing themselves.

"Honey, is this much death really necessary, I think Raven enjoys the killing just a little too much” Angelwolf asked.

"Look at his spirit my love, to him this is the only solution, and from what I've heard I tend to agree."

"But everybody in at the wedding, isn't that a little extreme"

"He kills everybody there's no one to pursue him"

"I take your word for it."

Then all over the Five Kingdoms, crimson clouds filled the sky. People started to scream as blood fell from the sky. Every town street emptied as the people ran towards cover, all wondering what catastrophe was about to occur.

"Milord, we should postpone the wedding. You know what the blood rain means. It only happens before an atrocity. For all we know Raven still alive, and will hold his word. If there is one good thing I can say about him is that he always kept his word."

"The wedding will goes on, my son will wait no longer," Dragomir said with a cutting tone.

"As you will milord"

Taylor Seregel flew into a small town to seek cover from the blood rain, wondering what the hell was about to happen and hoping it did not involve him. Everyone knew the blood rain was one of those things that was just bad, somewhere an atrocity was about to happen, he wanted to be as far from it as possible When he walked in the inn he heard the talks about the prince's wedding going on the next day. He knew then what the rain was for and decided to avoid the wedding.