"Mama?" Zane called to his mother. Him and his brother stood near the cradle of their newborn baby brother Vlad. Zane was 2 and Garroth was 4.
Their mother was absolutely exhausted from the high risk labor that just ensued but she was strong and stayed awake regardless.
She looked at him with her beautiful black hair stuck to her forhead as it glistened in the candle light. The moon was high and could be clearly seen through the ginormous window in the queens bedroom. Illuminating the cradle and the crying baby with a battle cry.
"Yes Zane..?" His mother managed to squeak out. She was loosing consciousness and the maid wiped her head with a wet cloth. Her voice was very dry and scratchy after all the pain she endured.
"Why is his eyes green?" Zane asked.
His mothers eyes grew wide. "Green?!" She sat up quickly but the maids made her lay back down as the 3rd maid picked up the baby. She looked paniced as she looked at the child along with the other adult woman.
"What do we do!?" The maid holding the baby asked fearfully.
"What do you mean "what do we do!?" What the hell did you do Zianna!?" The elder maid asked turning to the equally paniced queen.
Their mother stuttered with her words. She spotted zane. Zane could see an idea in her head pop up but didn't have time to think it through as their father burst through the doors.
"Is it done?! Where is my child?" The blonde shaggy king demanded to know.
Zane and Garroth shuffled closer together in fear of the man. They knew to stay clear of him as he was very short tempted and violent. It was just instinct now more than anything.
The maids were just as fearful. The maid holding Vlad held him tighter and looked to the other woman for help.
Their mother stumbled out of bed and fell to her knees before the king. Putting herself between the baby and the king.
"GARTE! Our son has been cursed! The child had eyes of the sky on the cloudless day like last! But when the children gazed apon the child his eyes changed! Our child is cursed! Possibly of Shad!" Zianna yelled. "But please in the name of Irene! Spare all children's lives as this is the Autumn Equinox! We dont need any more bad fortune!"
Zane saw as his fathers eyes flared with red and hatred as he heard his wifes words. His merciless gaze landed on Zane. Instantly filling his mind and body with terror.
His father ran forward and grabbed him by the neck before he could move. Riping him from his brothers arms. And Instantly filling the room with screams from Garroth, his father, and Zane himself. The maids and queen kept their backs turned in shame as they silently wept.
Zane heard multiple bones creak in his body way before he felt them. Maybe it was shock or adrenaline.. Either way Zanes screams were soon silenced as he no longer had the conscious compacity.
His ears sounded of church bells and fused with his fathers angry cries from the window above as the gras tickled his ringing ears. Garte kept calling someone unholy and a product of Shad, The devil.
But he couldn't peice together who he was talking about as darkness welcomed him with open arms.
Years went by. And so did many more beatings like the one that night.
Zane was now 6. Garroth 8. Vlad 4.
He had a broken foot in a cast from the beating he got at the Irene temple 2 days ago. He cried to much while reciting the Irene text yet again.
It was snowing lightly. The cort yard was full of compacted snow but the pathways were shoveled. Zane was heading to the library but spotted his brothers in the courtyard.
using his crutch to help him, he made his way to them with a smile. He loved spending time with his brothers. They were fun to be around. Definitely better than anyone or anywhere else.
"Garroth!! Vlad!! What cha guys up to? Is the baker back yet?" Zane asked as he approached them. He stopped infront of them.
Vlad instantly hid behind Garroth and appeared fearful. So did Garroth.
"Whats the matter?" Zane asked.
"Its dad Zane. You can't play with us anymore. Plus how do we know you aren't ganna curse Vlad again like when he was born? We can't trust you Zane. Father said so. Go away." Garroth said sadly crossed his arms and to show his seriousness.
"B-but we're brothers! Mother says-"
Garroth suddenly pushed zane so hard he went off the ground and slammed down. Zane grimaced in pain as the fall made him hit his broken leg when landing. Horrified, zane looked back. But as soon as he did he was met with a rock that hit him square in his eye.
"STAY AWAY YOU FREAK!" yelled Garroth as he grabbed Vlad and ran away.
Zane slowly removed his hand from his eye. His brow was slit but luckily nothing more.
Was this all he was? Unholy? Would his brothers be like father?
How can he change it...?
He didn't want to be alone....
He didn't want to be left behind...
He wanted to be with his brothers.
Was being unholy so bad...?
Was he bad...?
Zane entered the private dinning room for the royal family late. He steped in with his crutch and the brow stitched shut.
"Zane! There you are! What happened to you!?" Queen Zianna asked.
Zane sat down next to Garroth who looked like he was scared he was ganna snitch. So did Vlad. Their father though had a satisfied look on his face.
Zane thought about it... nah.
Zane looked at his mother and smiled. "Im fine. I just fell down the church stairs is all."
He went back to eating. What they didn't know was He was at the very beginning points of insanity. He will become pure. And he will have his brothers back.
No matter how many lives were lost in the process.
His own included.
A/n
9/20/22
Word count: 1010
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"Royalty first, loyalty last" {Zane Ro'Meave story} ♡Minecraft Diaries♡
Fanfiction(Cover is mine!) Zane Ro'Meave was always made to be 1 thing originally. a scapegoat for his father, people, family, and country. nothing more than that. That was until the mystery of their trade routes being meddled with leads to something more. So...
