TW! ; Mentions of injuries , Death ________________________________________
Y/N Information + Second in command of the knights + Madeleine's crush + She/they pronouns (more inclusive) + Espresso's friend __________________________________________
The snowfall was stronger than it usually was in the kingdom, but your duty mustn't remain undone. you limped through the snow of the forest, sword in one hand, the other hand over the wound, you couldn't make it.. the snow was too heavy, your energy depleted.
' I.. have failed. ' Were the last words you said before passing out , almost at the kingdom. When you woke up, you were in another room, with Madeleine cookie, First in command " Y/N! You woke up " Madeleine exclaimed, with his often confidence " I found you outside the kingdom , passed out.. I asked pure vanilla cookie to help heal your wounds, but please don't get up yet-- the bandages might go undone " You obeyed the order and continued to lay down, trying to speak up, yet your voice felt raspy " Thank. . you. " Was what you could say, the pain still aching.. the guilt of failure
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^Timeskip pls^
Your wound had healed a bit, Espresso and Madeleine entered the room, espresso spoke up; " Seriously madeleine, why would you ever let your second in command go out on such a dangerous mission alone! " He sounded annoyed at the idea of that mission being 'done' by one person Madeleine also felt shame and guilt, for making you go out alone. " She insisted it was ok! " *Madeleine attempted to argue, his voice sounding so.. weak. unlike how it normally was.. " Tch. " Espresso scoffed, looking towards you " Y/N, Hows your wound healing " The coffee cookie asked " It hurts, but I feel a bit better " Espresso nodded when you said that " Madeleine, you can stay by them, I need to work. Don't do anything stupid. " Now you and madeleine were alone
" Y/N,, Are you.. Mad? " Madeleine questioned, his voice cracking,, the pain and guilt seeping in his tone,, you shook your head weakly smiling
" I'm not mad.. Don't worry-" You began to feel weary from blood loss, not noticing how much help you needed.
leaping in and out of consciousness, you closed your eyes.. no one knew this would be the last time they were opened..
6th of January
The day of Y/Ns funeral.
everyone was dressed in black , heads hung low.. Madeline cookie lowering you into the grave, tears falling
' if only.. I were strong enough to protect you. '
hah i think i went to far)
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