Arcanum

Chapter 46: Aiyana

I sobbed, rocking Lucas back and forth in my arms.

"Help! Please!" I cried out, as I noticed the guy was fading. A healer and Anca rushed to help me, but when the guy felt his pulse, I watched the healer's face go pale.

"Princess, he's gone." They said, his voice growing quieter.

"What?!" I shrieked, and my mind went blank. "No...no...no..." I placed my hand on the guy's cold face, "Lucas, you can't do this to me..." Anca touched my shoulder as I cradled Lucas, but I only trashed out.

"Leave me alone!" I screamed, and held Lucas close to me. The healer sighed,

"Aiyana, we need to take him to be properly buried."

"No you can't!" I cried out, pressing Lucas against my chest, tears streaming down my face. The healer carefully pried Lucas from me, and I watched as Anca and the healer walked off, carrying the boy in their arms. Once they left, I rose to my feet, and walked over to the corpse of the woman who killed Lucas.

I took my machetes out of my belt, and stared at the woman, before I repeatedly stabbed the zombified person, screaming and crying. When the corpse was even more deformed than before, I darted towards trees, slicing across them with my weapons. I screamed in rage at the top of my lungs, and kicked the tree, falling backwards when I felt a sharp pain in my hip.

My body collapsed to the ground, and I buried my face in my hands, sobbing. Why did I have to lose him? I stared at the machete in my hand, and wondered if I should join Lucas. My hands quivered as I placed the weapon against my throat.

"Aiyana!" Kyrin bolted toward me, tossing my machete across the ground. He fell to his knees beside me, and pulled me in for a hug. We said nothing, as I sobbed into his shoulder, and clutched onto his arms. "I want you to know, that I'll be here for you." The guy said, and kissed my forehead. I tried to smile at him, but ended up sobbing again.

"Princess, so sorry to interrupt but the Prince wants your village to move in with his. He said it would be safer, and then you can live together." A knight explained to Kyrin and I. Honestly, I never wanted to see the Prince again, especially at this time. But, for my village, I knew this would be the best. I nodded to the knight, and told him we could head out tomorrow morning.

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I arrived on horseback at the Prince's house. It was more like a temple, really. I hopped off my horse, and put him in the Prince's stable. Then, I walked toward the house, and wandered in. The sight in front of me made my heart freeze. Prince Chayton was making out with a maid in the kitchen, and I felt the tears rush down my eyes as I stared at them. He stopped when he saw me,

"Oh Aiyana!" He smiled at me, and walked over. "How's our daughter-"

"I can't deal with this at the moment." I hissed, and turned away, running up the stairs, and shutting myself in one of the bedrooms. I peeled out of my armour, and walked into the small bathing room, filling it up with warm water. Then, I sat into it, and leaned my head against the white tub, letting the tears fall down my face. First my mother, then Kimani, and now Lucas. I couldn't deal with anything more. I sunk deeper into the bath, and stared at the ceiling above me, allowing my thoughts to go blank.

"I'm sorry. I heard we lost the baby." Chayton entered my room, and I growled at him,

"Get out." I hissed, and the Prince sighed,

"I know this may be a lot to take. But, it might be a good idea to make another child soon." He said, and sat beside me, taking my hand in his.

"I'm not having another child with you." I spat with pure venom, "besides, why don't you just have a child with that maid downstairs? I'm sure that'd be just as great."

"Princess-" I slapped the guy's face, and climbed out of the tub, pulling a towel around my body, and running back into my bedroom. "Please, Aiyana..." The prince followed me, and I glared at him,

"Just leave me alone. I want nothing to do with you. In fact, I want a divorce." Chayton went silence, and I pulled on my clothes, crawling into bed. "Now go." I growled, and the guy walked off. As I buried myself under the blankets, I began to sob again.

"Lucas...I don't know how I'm going to live without out you." I breathed. My hands reached for the dagger I put beside my bedside, and I held it close to my throat, ready to kill myself. It was a terrifying thought, and I couldn't believe I was doing this. I pictured my brother's face when he saw my dead body, but I didn't care anymore. "Goodbye..." I whispered.