Selection : Jason and Amelia

The last attack : the end

King Reginald's POV

King Reginald stood on the balcony of the castle, a contented smile gracing his lips as he watched the kingdom flourish under Jason and Amelia's reign. The sun dipped low in the sky, painting the horizon in vibrant hues of orange and pink. It was a peaceful evening, and he savored the joy of seeing his family thrive.

Yet, as the warmth of the moment enveloped him, a flicker of unease tugged at the corners of his mind. Despite the triumphs of the recent coronation, the threat of rebellion had not entirely disappeared. The wounds of war still lingered, and the shadow of unrest cast a pall over his thoughts.

Suddenly, the tranquility of the evening shattered. The distant sound of explosions echoed through the castle grounds, followed by a chilling cry. Reginald's heart raced as chaos erupted below. "No! Not again!" he exclaimed, rushing back into the chamber.

His instincts screamed that danger had come knocking once more, and his worst fears were realized when he saw figures clad in dark clothing storming the courtyard. The rebels had returned.

Queen Isabella's POV

Queen Isabella stood in the library, engrossed in a book, when the commotion outside broke her concentration. She felt a sense of dread wash over her as she hurried to the window, her heart sinking at the sight of chaos unfolding in the courtyard.

Her instincts kicked in; she quickly grabbed her cloak and made her way toward the sounds of panic. Just as she reached the entrance hall, a loud explosion rocked the castle, and she felt the ground tremble beneath her feet.

"Reginald!" she called out, fear tightening her chest. "Where are you?"

As she hurried down the staircase, a scream pierced the air. A rebel appeared, brandishing a weapon, and Isabella froze in horror. The rebel aimed his crossbow directly at her, and before she could react, a sharp twang echoed in the air.

Amelia's POV

Amelia had just finished organizing supplies in the castle's infirmary when the chaos erupted. The sudden sounds of conflict sent her heart racing, and she sprinted towards the courtyard, her instincts guiding her. She was a healer, but she was also a warrior when it came to protecting her loved ones.

As she reached the entrance, she caught a glimpse of Queen Isabella in danger. The sight of the rebel aiming at her mother-in-law struck fear into her heart. Without a second thought, Amelia rushed forward, her training as a healer and knowledge of medicine pushing her to act decisively.

"NO!" Amelia shouted, her voice slicing through the chaos. With adrenaline pumping through her veins, she threw herself in front of the Queen just as the rebel released the bolt.

The arrow struck her instead, and Amelia gasped, pain radiating through her side. Yet, she fought through the agony, knowing that Isabella's safety was paramount. In a fluid motion, she gripped the arrow, yanking it out and collapsing beside the Queen.

"Stay with me!" Isabella cried, kneeling beside Amelia, her face etched with panic.

Jason's POV

Jason rushed down the grand staircase, having heard the explosions and cries for help. His heart pounded in his chest as he burst into the courtyard, taking in the sight of chaos—the rebels attacking, his mother on the ground, and Amelia, bloodied yet fierce, protecting her.

"No!" he roared, his voice resonating with the fury of a king ready to defend his family. He charged forward, determination flooding his senses. As he approached the scene, he saw the rebel leader rallying his men, instilling fear and chaos among the people.