The Stone Castle on The Hill (Technoblade x reader)

Chapter 25 - In The Secret Garden of Sorrows

Age reference: Y/n is 21, Techno is 24 (at the end of story Y/n is 26 and Techno is 29)

This song, this damned song, is what started it all. It inspired me to write this whole damn story.

Just because of a freaking song... I can't even believe it. Screw ADHD and creativity.

It had been a week since Tommy's death. All had been quiet. It was just Wilbur and Y/n in a room, going through old paintings and what not.

"Y'know.." Wilbur started softly. "Techno had said you had a surprise for Tommy..."

Y/n paused for a second, before looking at a painting of her, Tommy, Wilbur, Phil, and their mother.

"I did."

"What was it?" Wilbur asked.

Y/n didn't respond right away. She kept her eyes trained on the picture. She could remember the day almost.

"I was going to let him bicker it out with Techno about who gets to name the baby..." Y/n smiled softly.

"What?" Wilbur asked, his eyes now wide, "are you-?"

"Yeah..." Y/n answered.

"N/n..." Wilbur started, "I'm so- so sorry."

"It wasn't your fault, Wil. It was fate."

The two siblings were quiet for a moment.

"When you were gone, I had a dream." Y/n said.

Wilbur looked at his little sister in a confused glance.

"I was in the drawing tower. With you and mother. She was painting, you were playing your guitar, and I was writing something. Something changed. You asked a few things I think, to which mom answered.                                                                                                                                                        "I only remember one question though.." Y/n said.

"...What was it...?" Wilbur asked.

"You asked her- well, it was more of a remembrance I suppose...

"and Tommy won't live past fifteen...?". I remember she answered with "correct". I thought it was all a terrible nightmare. Apparently I had been wrong. After that, it turned black. I didn't wake up, it was just a black void." Y/n told.

"Y/n..." Wilbur spoke nervously, "I don't know how you saw that, but it was an actual reality for me, Techno, and father. A powerful god had trapped us in a dream-like land."

Y/n just stared at her older brother for a little bit, before turning back to another painting of herself, Techno, and Tommy.

"Oh..." was all she managed to say.

It took a month to at least be able to talk normally. At least laugh, anyways. Now that Tommy was gone, there wasn't much to laugh at. No jokes. No bright boy.

Technoblade and Y/n sat in the garden. Now, two graves sat beneath the weeping Willow instead of one. Tommy, and Kristin.

"I still remember the day we met like it was yesterday..." Technoblade started, "you were so small." He laughed.

"You were just tall."

"Maybe a mix of both." The king chuckled.

"I remember when we were younger... you asked me if I'd love you forever, even though I didn't know what love really was at that time. I agreed." Y/n softly smiled.