"Son. It is time to go. You must leave the past behind and come with me."
At the tone of his mother's words, the boy recoiled, running his tense, thin fingers through jet black hair.
"Go to Djel, woman! Leave me." His voice was hoarse, barely containing his anger.
"Emotions will not bring the girl back, my son. She is gone."
The shadows in the corners of the room seemed to thicken, drawn toward the young man and swirling around the pale corpse in the bed.
"Aleksandr, your powers-"
"This was your fault. All of it is your fault!" he yelled angrily at her, the shadows rebounding on the walls and instantly dissipating.
The woman backed up, and then was silent for a moment, standing in the doorway to the dim room. Tentatively, she cleared her throat and spoke again.
"I believe you forget why she died. You know it was the assassins, and they did their work well. Now it is your turn to get revenge. Come with me."
Sighing, the boy slowly rose and turned to face his mother. He spared himself one lingering glance at the fair girl on the bed.
"Alright. Where are we going?"
The woman hid a small smile.
"The Royal Palace."
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Dark Side of the Sun
FanfictionA backstory for The Darkling (Aleksandr) from the Grisha Trilogy. First setting is in a home for abandoned children, there was a sun-summoner who existed before Alina, there's a very sad ending. Some words that you may not know... Madra- mother Salh...
