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...I felt myself drawn closer, the pull of his presence overwhelming.
"Tell me," he said softly, his eyes searching mine. "What do you really want? To keep pretending you don't feel anything? Or to embrace the chaos with me?"
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Two k...
That was the day I died. I mean, not really but I may as well have been stripped of all life. My body was still alive but my soul was dead, drained of all life. It had all crumbled in just a day. And I wanted to drill a sword through my heart.
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I stumbled out of the castle, my heart heavy with sorrow. Forced to come to terms with the fact that I was stupid and naive. Believing the princess had actually loved me... I was just a toy to keep her occupied until she got bored. The warmth of the love I had just shared with her suddenly felt like a distant memory, replaced by a chilling dread that wrapped around me like a shroud.
As I made my way through the streets, a sudden explosion shattered the air, sending shockwaves through my body. My heart raced, echoing in my ears like the thunder of an impending storm.
The ground shook beneath my feet, and chaos erupted all around me. I ran blindly, my tears clouding my vision, dodging falling debris and the cries of panic that filled the air. Soldiers in unfamiliar uniforms stormed the streets, breaking down doors and invading homes. Fear clawed at my insides, urging me to find safety, but where could I go? What was the point anyway? I would've been more than happy to have one of those soldiers just end my life quickly.
Just as I turned a corner, a sharp pain struck the back of my head. It felt like I had been hit by a blunt object, perhaps a rock. In an instant, the world around me spun wildly, and before I could comprehend what was happening, I crumpled to the ground. My vision faded to black, and the chaos slipped away, leaving me in a void of comfortable silence.
When I finally opened my eyes again, a haze clouded my thoughts, and I realized hours had slipped by. The ground felt cold beneath me, and a dull throb pulsed at the back of my head. I blinked against the bright light, confusion mingling with panic as I pushed myself up. Was I dead? Sadly, I wasn't so lucky. It appeared that I had just fallen unconscious and the enemy soldiers must've assumed me dead. The air was filled with sobs and cries as I looked around me to see bodies laying lifeless in pools of blood. It was horrifying.
As I held my head I felt the clotted blood on my cheek and my forehead but those injuries could've mattered less at the moment because memories of my parents suddenly flooded my mind. "Mom! Dad!" I gasped, scrambling to my feet, fighting against the dizziness that threatened to pull me back down. I had to find them. I stumbled forward, my heart racing as I headed toward our home as fast as I could.
Each step felt like an eternity, fear gnawing at my insides. When I reached the house, a wave of despair crashed over me. The door hung ajar, creaking ominously as I pushed it open. Inside, chaos reigned. Furniture lay overturned, and broken pottery littered the floor, remnants of a life now shattered.
"Mother!" I cried out, "Father!" desperation clawing at my throat as I rushed toward their bedroom. The door stood slightly open, and I pushed it wide, hope flickering in my chest. But when I stepped inside, my heart plummeted. The bed was empty, sheets rumpled and wardrobes open.
"Where are you?" I whispered, my voice trembling in the stillness as tears stung my eyes once more.
Frantic, I dashed out into the compound, my breath hitching as I searched for any sign of them. And then I saw them, my parents lying motionless on the ground. Time seemed to freeze, and I stumbled forward, my heart shattering into a million pieces.
"No! No! Please!" I wailed, collapsing to my knees beside them. Tears streamed down my face as I shook my mother, then my father, desperate for any sign of life. But there was only silence, the unyielding silence of death. Their bodies were cold and pale. I looked down at my hand covered in their blood. I wept.
I crumpled to the ground, grief consuming me. The world around me blurred into a haze of sorrow and despair. In that moment, everything I had known was gone, leaving behind only a haunting emptiness that threatened to swallow me whole. I was dead.
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Author's note: I hated to have to do this to Hyacinth. Such a sweet girl. But this is important for book 2 of this series which will be coming out after this. So please check it out. It's called 'Whispering Willows'
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