❛ I think you already heard of it, but Sasha is no longer with us. ❜
The young adult and the queen were both leaning against the railings of the stables.
Connie's eyes were empty, the flame of yesteryear extinguished. He didn't even have the strength to lighten the mood by asking if there was any chance of Jean getting out of a stall. When he closed his eyes, he saw Sasha begging for food.
❛ Yes, I was told about her death. Were you able to tell her ? ❜
If he was able to tell her ? Tell her what exactly ? That she was the woman of his life ? That she was the one he wanted a family with ? That he wanted to build a bright future for them, away from all these atrocities ? What was the point of all this ? To have a family, children, a future. What was the point if he couldn't see her smile?
❛ No. I couldn't tell her I was going to ask her to marry me when we get home. ❜
Historia put on a shocked face. What ? Wasn't that what was agreed ? No, it wasn't at all. Because he had to ask her for her love before marrying her. But screw the questionings ! Sasha wanted to marry Connie, and Connie wanted to marry Sasha. So let them get married if they wanted to !
The worry was that the brunette was now a lifeless corpse under a tombstone that was supposed to represent her. A common stone to represent Sasha, it was meaningless.
❛ With her father's permission, we'll be married. It doesn't matter if she is or isn't with us anymore, my wife is still my wife. ❜
The blonde smiled weakly, tears in her eyes. She wiped the salty pearls rolling down her cheeks and planted her bluish gaze in his.
❛ You have my full support, Connie. ❜
It was like putting a bandage on his wounds. A bandage of slashed emotions.
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐭 3𝐀𝐌, 𝗌𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗅𝖾𝗌
Fanfic❛ I'm just asking for your reflection in the moon to fade away ❜ Where Sasha continues to live in Connie's heart by screwing the laws of death. 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒔 [𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒂 𝒙 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒆] 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕
