𝗔𝗿𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗲

Reflection

Y/n of England

"I told you to step away of my life. I told you to step away of MY kingdom." I reminded my previous warnings to the dark haired lord. "But you didn't listen. I was trying to be kind but you get into my nerves and I won't allow it." I walked towards him, anger inside me and inside him it should be fear. "And you know what happens when I don't want something in my life?" I asked without wanting an answer and without waiting for one, "I get rid of it. So that's what I'm going to do"

I took out a knife and grave it in his chest. Blood splatter my hands and dress. Fortunately the dress is black.

Inside his eyes there was a touch of fear and void that reflected my persona. But that girl is not me.

I took the metal object out and look at my reflection once more, this time in the silver object in my hands instead of the light eyes that belonged to my once best friend.

I left the body in the room and exit as fast as I could without letting my pride leave me.

Once in my bathroom, I clean the knife. I watched as the blood in it fill the white sink. I watched his blood in my hands being washed away with the cold water.

I closed my eyes as I sighed. I looked up at the mirror in front of me just to find the reflection of someone else.

"You need to be cold to be queen." I reminded my self and pushed any feeling that could show away.

But that murder followed me like the bees follow the honey.

"First your father," the flashbacks of that night arrived like wind.

"Then mans you don't even knew their names," everyone who has made me feel bad, miserable or simply mad, disappeared from night to morning.

"Now we have Jayce. Your childhood best friend," he wanted my throne. He wanted my crown. And my kingdom. He deserved it.

"And how many did you had to kill before coming back?"

Leopold, my disease big brother, voice reminded me of every death I've caused. Maybe his is included.

"But you have the crown, so it's all worth it, right? You just lost your soul in the journey... but didn't you used to said that you didn't wanted to be the queen? How was it Y/n? What you always said? That you weren't interested in this things? And now look at you... such a queen. Having the kingdom in your bloody hands. Making sure everyone knows your name and fear of it. Knowing their place in live... wasn't it that everyone was the same but some of us ported ridiculous titles?"

I started breathing heavy as he continued speaking.

"And that knight... Tom is his name, right?" Tom image crossed my head, "after everything you've done he is still here, holding your hand even if you keep treating him like shit... pushing him away. But don't worry, you are gonna end up alone as you want to." My heart feels like it's gonna stop anytime soon.

"They are all right... you are a monster."

And I woke up. With fear. With a swift heart and breathless lungs.

My brother wasn't here. It was impossible he was but a part of me wanted to believe.

I went to the bathroom. To wash my face and all the nightmares. They are right. Every dead makes you less human. It kills you inside. It takes away your human part to transform you into a monster. One more and I will lose my self. Forever.

I stare at the girl in the mirror in front of me. Look at me. You may think you see who I really am but you'll never know me.

Every day is like if I play a part... now I see. If I wear a mask, I can fool the world but I cannot fool my heart.