The Fallen Stars

Chapter 43 Maria

I stay in the shadows as I sneek onto my father's ship, two of his crew members are awake and getting drunk at the helm. I quietly open my father's door. And slip in. I hear my father's soft snorring in his bed, and I follow the sound. Being extra careful not to hit anything to wake him up. As I stand next to his sleeping body, I slowly take my dagger out of its sheath and hold it tightly above my father's chest. He will die tonight. If he's going to kill my brother and Warrick... he will certainly die right now. 

I let go of a breathe, and then lift my arms slighlty higher and...

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"Captain!" My first mate wakes me up as I was resting in my chair. "What is it?" I ask as I brush the sleep out of my eyes with the back of my finger. "They are rounding up the prisoners... they are preparing for the exocution." She says, as I stand up and stride towards her. She gets out of my way as I storm off my ship to the tunnels. It will be at the dead tree... where I once tortured my brother. I wish my dream was real. I wish I killed my father.

I make my way to the tunnels  "Get bloody in line!" A scruffy voice yells and kicks one of Damiao's crew members as he walks out of his cell in cuffs. I search for the two faces in the line... and there they are. Further in the line standing across the two faces that ruined my life. Connor and my father. Looking smugly at their victory. If I killed them now the rest of my father's crew would come for me and I'll die... if I just could get the keys to the cuffs I would have an army.

I shake my head. What am I doing? Thinking of going against my father and to kill him? If I kill him I will truly be an orphan. My brother and Warrick will die tonight... and there's no stopping it. No matter how loud my heart is screaming at me, I can't help them. 

What if you can?

A soft voice in my head whispers. 

"Father." I greet, as I stand next to him. Ignoring  Connor. I watch Damiao as he walks behind Esme, her eyes are puffy and her cheeks red. I don't dare look at Warrick, for I don't know if I could control myself if I see his pleading face. "Aren't you going to greet youur fiance?" My father asks me. I look at him my brows furrowed. "Pardon?" I ask. He motions to Connor. Oh Hell NO!!!!! He couldn't possibly... Connor???? I look at Warrick who was already looking over shoulder at me. "It's a good match. He'll be king and you'll be queen." He explains like I should have known this. "But father... I thought I would be ruling alone." I say confused. "HA! You a single queen? A woman? What madness was poured into your drink, dearie?" He scoffs. "But I kept this place just like you left it." I say, giving a glance at my brother who was listening to the conversation. "Connor helped you. You'll be wed after the takeover." He declares, as he walks away and Connor smirks at me then follows my father. 

Now I really wish that dream was real. I slowly walk next to the line of people cuffed to each other, and I let my hand rest next to my side. A soft brush on my wrists by bare fingers makes me inhale sharply. Tears start to blur my vision as I slow to a halt. I know I shouldn't. I know I shouldn't. I know I shouldn't. Oh screw it! I turn to look at those hazel eyes, I take a step closer. He takes my hand with his cuffed one. "I can't stop this." I whisper, tears falling down my cheek. "I know. And I forgive you." He says gently. My lips start to quiver. "I'm sorry." I breath. "What did I say last time? 'I'll die happy so long as I get to kiss you.' Remeber?" He says giving me a sad small smile. I chuckle softly. I grab his collor, and pull him slightly down to kiss me. He kisses me hard as his hands hold my waist in place. And my fingers go to his hair. I break away from the kiss, he breaths in like its straining him. "Thank you for showing me that women can beat men's arses." I give half a smile. "Thank you for letting me kiss the love of my life, before I die." He whispers. And my heart races and sinks at the same time. He loves me. He loves me. He loves me even though I'm the reason he's going to die. "Thank you for showing me what love should be like." I say. Kissing his cheek. And I give him one last look before leaving for the torture room.

I watch as they prepare Theo against the tree, Connor is preparing the axe. As my father talks to him. And all I can do is pray that this will end, that no one would die, that my father would be against the tree not my cousin. Not Warrick. Not my Brother. And for some reason not Esme.

"Captain! CAPTAIN!" An old man comes running past the line of prisoners with impeccable speed. "What is it?" My father asks annoyed. "We're underattack sir!" He answers quickly.