i don't accept (catradora fanfiction)

10. Closure (epilouge)

(If you are reading this the "happy ending" never happened or it's a dream what you wanna believe just adora and catra are both dead)

tw// (if you read the previous chapters it's going to be reflecting on everything that happened so death/suicide/murder/gory/ blood etc)

third person pov:
*one years time*

it was quiet in the castle, nothing but the sound of the wind as it flew threw the open window and onto the floor, it had been exactly one year since she had lost her, angela sat on the edge of her bed with her hands over her eyes, in the span of a week she had lost everyone she held dear, her daughter glimmer, adora whom she looked to as a second daughter, bow a kind hearted boy who always helped out and catra, a girl with so much potential to do good, now she sat alone in her big empty palace and there was nothing but silence, there is no pain greater than the pain of losing a child she never really got over it, listening to the guards explain how they found the body's of bow and glimmer in the ruins of the horde and later that day when catra mother carried adoras body through the doors covered in blood stains, she will never forget the words she heard.. "what do we do now your majesty?" as if she knew, she was expected to persevere through the pain, and that's exactly what she would do.

angela pushed herself up from the bed and smoothed the crinkles out of her clothes and made her way to the hall where the remembrance would take place, she walked passed the groups of princesses talking amongst themselves, falling silent as the queen passed them, she walked all the way to the front and turned around to face everyone.

"please sit" she watched as everyone who was still talking swiftly stopped and made their way to the nearest empty chair,
"you all know why we are here, today marks one year since the fall of some of our greatest heros including the mighty shera also known as adora, princess glimmer and master archer bow, most of the people in this room knew each of these hero's personally and know first hand all the good they did for the people of etheria, time seems to have moved so slow at times but i know together we can make the memories we had of them happy instead of poisoned by tragedy that befell which took them from us, some of you may blame adora, or yourselves or even adoras fiancé ex-horde member catra but the truth is the one to blame is the horde, now most members of the horde were taken out by adora when she took out the black garnet and although we may have been lead to believe that the remains of the horde were destroyed along with adora the roots have spread far deeper then we were prepared for, but in honour of their sacrifices we will work ourselves to the limit in order to dig out these roots, starting tomorrow troops will be deployed to finally bring peace to put land, thank you for your time"
with that angela swiftly left the hall and went back to her bedroom.

moments passed an uncomfortable painful silence surrounded her, a wave of sadness resurfaced as the loneliness of the lack of a daughter began to crash down on her, just when she thought she may drown their was a knock at the door that pulled her out of her sudden wave of emotion, she quickly stood up and once again smoothed the creases out of her dress "come in" she stated as she regained posture.

in walked a familiar face, spinerella,
"hello angela, may we speak?"
"of corse, follow me"
angella lead her guest over to a set of seats in the corner of her massive room

"i can't even begin to image the pain you have endured over this past year, i'm not going to remind you of all you have lost but i am going to offer you a comfort" spinerella placed her hand on angellas leg (in a comforting way nsx)
"when you are around me there is no need to maintain your public perfection, i will not repect you any less, i have known you so long and i want to be able to help, so when you feel like you are ready to open up, i will be here i promise" and with that she stood up and left angella in silence again.

but this time the silence was not uncomfortable and filled with loneliness, the warmth in her friends words acted as a comfort and even though her visit was brief she appreciated it, and she will take spinerella up on her offer, because now is the time to survive and honour their memories, not as an act of duty, but an act of love. she is queen. an example must be set, this shall be the closer she needs to begin to heal.