BOOK 1 OF THE NOBLE SERIES.
An island girl with no memories, and a prince in line for a tainted throne. Two souls in which the world believed would never mix. But in this world of magic where people can control elements to their will, you can never...
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--Alexa POV--
I had hoped that it was all one bad joke.
The fact that John was dying, I didn't want to accept it, but the world wouldn't wait for my acceptance as time continued to drift by heart wrenchingly fast, too fast for my liking. I did everything I could to try and heal him, reading through all the books we owned a hundred times over, memorising each and every word, hoping that something would click. But it never did.
And all I could do was stand by and watch as the only man I loved grew weaker and weaker.
He who had been a physical buff Shield user, could barely be considered one now barely a year after I found out that he was ill. He had some sort of genetic disease that has no known cure in this current time, one where magic was a poison to his body, slowly eating away at his lifeforce, so even healers wouldn't be able to heal him.
The best I could do was make sure that I didn't even accidentally use magic near him, but that wasn't enough. He had magic in him, and even that magic became a poison to him, but I couldn't get rid of it without killing him, it was a double-edged sword.
I knew, all too well, that there is no saving him.
But I never said it aloud, I couldn't dare because that was the same as accepting defeat, and I couldn't afford to lose. Not this man, how am I supposed to live without him?
"John! Stop using your magic!" The man jumped at having been caught, sheepishly turning to look at me as he dropped the wooden plank that he'd been holding onto the ground.
"Why do you keep using your powers when you know that it's poison to you!? Why can't you just listen to me!? I'm trying to save you!" My voice racked with angry sobs as I spoke, simply wishing that he would at least pretend to cherish his life more than he was.
"There's no saving me, Alexa." He smiled gently, and I knew that. I knew that he couldn't be saved, but at the very least, I wanted to elongate what little time he had left, and using magic would do the opposite of that.
"I'd rather have less time and be happy than have more time and be a burden."
"What burden? You are the only one in this world who can never be a burden to me, and even if you were, you have the right to be so after all that you've done for me. I'm the bigger burden." He chuckled, knowing that while I thought I spoke the truth, he believed against it, coming to stand in front of me as he held my cheeks in his rough hands.
"You were a gift to me, Alexa. Not a burden, ever." And he leaned down, kissing my forehead as I felt my face contort in pain from his words, using every will of my soul to keep my tears from falling. I have shed far too many tears in the past few months to waste anymore.
"Please, stop using your magic."
"I need to use what little strength it can give me to make it easier for you once I'm gone."
