Ethereal - Maven x reader

Ethereal

I know what people would say. I know the way that they would whisper awful things, and give us disgusted glares. But my foolish hearts wings were not as broken as mine, and would still soar, thudding against my chest like a trapped bird each time she would walk by. Sure, I was hopeless. But hopelessly in love.

I work in the great castle of King Eret. They're a lovely person, never making my work as a servant trying. But I cant help but pine after her. Maven. The snow haired beauty and the king's best adviser, friend and member of the court. But we are almost the complete opposite. If she was an angel sent from above, I would be a spec of dirt in the deepest prison. Everything about her was perfect, the way she moved, the way she spoke....and the way she looked at everyone as equals. Even me, the lowest of the low.

She spoke to me once, her kind eyes gazing a me gently as her dress sparkled gently in the low lights of the welcoming banquet,"Would you fetch some more champagne for the Foreign Embassy? Thanks." My poor heart couldn't take it as she turned away again. My breathe was gone, but I almost didn't care. I could die right here and I wouldn't mind. I was so infatuated, an acknowledgement of my existence from Maven would be enough to make me almost lose my mind. So blushing I did her bidding and melted back into the shadows.

If she even knows me, I don't know. But I don't care. Just the fact that she was alive, truly being, made me feel elated. Sometimes I think that she catches me staring as her, as her grey eyes scan the room. Oh her eyes! How they shine and gleam could make me cry with their beauty. They were the same colour as the sky when the heavens weep! I saw her once in the rain, dancing with the king. Her euphoric shouts, warmed my weary bones, filling me with that golden emotion - happiness.

At this point, the only way I was happy was if she was happy, and if she wasn't around. I felt panicked, trapped like a fish in a net gasping for the relief of something that wasn't there. Whenever she left on business with the king I didn't know what to do with myself. I just felt numb. Cold. The light had simply drained from my world. And with it my willpower to keep going.

When I heard the news it was like I had been kicked in the stomach, eyes widening like a doe my breathe catching, coming in frightened gasps. Pearly tears caught in my eyes, and stumbled out of the room mumbling something about needing to use the restroom. I fled like a startled rabbit into the bathroom leaning over the sink, heaving deep breathes as choked out sobs left me. The words still echoed around my head.

"Maven has been engaged to Simon!"

There was no point. No point in breathing, moving, loving, if she was someone else's. My ears held a faint ringing and my eyes were clouded over, as foggy as my brain. There was just one thought in my head. This needs to end.

So I run, up and up the winding stairs to the highest tower. The only thought in my head is Maven.My wonderful, ethereal love. My angel on earth.My fresh lily. I leap. I'm flying. Just flying. Then nothing.

I tried to fly like you, my angel. But my wings were broken.