Not Too Late

Hurts More Than Anything

Yn's POV

I make my way into the throne room for my daily missions to find Oleg sitting on his throne. I stand in front of his and await my orders. He notices me and looks me up at down. "I know you have big dreams" the sudden question took me by surprise. But I'm more confused as to what he is getting at. "Yes I have dreams but I need to know my missions for today" "You have one war to fight in but then you're cut" I process his words slowly. "Cut? What do you mean cut?" "Meaning I won't need you after the war and you're free" My eyebrows furrow and he sighs. "You didn't do anything wrong I just think it's time for Igor to stop being a kid and get ready to be the next King and with you around he won't concentrate"

Now it makes sense. He didn't care that I had dreams. He only cared that Igor was in the right set of mind to be king. He didn't want Igor around me because of my stories that I tell. I simply nod my head. "You won't have anything until the war so you better prepare yourself" I nod again and start walking away. "And Yn" I stop in my tracks but I don't turn around. "Be prepared to say goodbye to him as well, make it so he doesn't want to see you ever again" I say nothing and walk out.

I sit on my balcony and look out over the city. How am I supposed to push Igor away? As I contemplate the situation Igor comes running in and sits beside me. I don't look at him but stare at the city with a few tears rolling down my cheeks. "What's wrong?" I bite the inside of my cheek so hard that I start drawing blood. "Hey?" He places his tiny hand on my arm and it takes all my strength to gently pull his hand off of me. Out of the corner of my eye I see his confused face. "I'm leaving Igor" "okay  but you'll come back right?" I stay silent as a lump forms in my throat. He starts to move in front of me so my eyes look at him.

"You're coming back right?" The water fills my eyes and starts blurring my vision. "I'm not coming back, Igor" "Well then I'm coming with you" He starts to get up and go to the door. "Igor" I hear his small footsteps stop and listen to what I have to say. "I don't want you to come with me" That was the hardest thing I had ever had to say to someone. And I didn't want to say it but Oleg was right. The crown is Igor's birth right whether he wants it or not. What kind of person would I be if I took him away from that. His footsteps come over to me once again and I get to my feet. "You don't mean that" I watch as tears fall from his little brown eyes and shaking his head.

I force myself to look away and wipe my tears. "I do mean it, I don't want you coming with me and that's the final answer" I say it as sternly as I can. "But what about all those stories? You told me you would take me there one day and that day is approaching" "I lied" No I didn't. "I was never going to take you in the first place" i hear no cries or anything so I turn and look at him. He has a neutral face. The one I taught him to show the enemy that you have nothing to fear. "Everyone was right, you really are a horrible warrior" I clench down so hard I feel my teeth cracking. "Did you ever love me?"

I take a big shaky breath. "No I never loved you Igor" He nods his head as if he already knew that. That hurt. The fact that he doubted it in the first place, hurts. Hurts more than a knife ever could. "I don't ever want to see you again Yn, don't talk to me, don't look at me and don't approach me because I can't take anymore of your lies" He walks out and slams the door behind him. I head to my bed and hide myself under the covers. I try to cry but nothing seems to come out. I just stare into nothing. 

Ivar's POV

I knock on Igor's door and open it to find him in his bed crying. I wobble over to him and sit on the side of the bed. Igor sees me and instantly hugs me. He doesn't say anything he only hugs me tightly. I pull him to the side and wipe his tears. "What's wrong?" "You were right" I look at him not understanding what he's saying. "She can't love anyone, she doesn't even love herself" "Igor I said that a long time ago and it isn't true" "Then explain to me as to why she told me that she never loved me?" I'm taken back but I'm not surprised.

Flashback

I stand outside the throne room back doors as I hear Yn and Oleg talking. "And Yn" she stops and doesn't face him. "Be prepared to say goodbye to him as well, make it so he doesn't want to see you ever again" I watch her physically stiffen at the words. I know she is fighting everything in her body to yell at him. She just simply walks away.

End Flashback

Ivar's POV

I heard what he said to her but I'm surprised she actually did it. I'm more surprises that she had the courage to tell him she never loved him. I lay Igor down and pull the covers over him. "Get some sleep okay? And I'll sort this out for you" He rolls his eyes at me. He physically rolled his eyes at me. Without Yn he isn't sweet he's just.. mean. I guess I would be too if the only person you really loved told you that everything was a lie. I wobble back out of his room and head  to yn's room. I knock on the door and there's no answer. I walk in and see her just as I found Igor. Under the blanket.