Garroth X Laurence X Aaron X Reader. Who to choose.

The Village

Your POV

I wake up to warm arms around me. I look up to see Aaron sleeping. I blush a bit when I realized that he was the warm arms around me. Butterflies fill my stomach. Aaron stirs a bit and wakes up.

"Morning Sleepy." I say, getting up.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to." He says.

"It's fine. Now, let's get ready. We should be there today." I say. He nods and we get ready. We feed the horses and ourselves and clean up camp. Once we are ready, we untie the horses and ride off. I'm excited and nervous at the same time. Someone might be alive, right? I hope it isn't too destroyed.

We finally make it. The village is in total ruins. I hop off my horse. Aaron ties them up while I go in. The gate that surrounded it, is in piles. The once wooden houses are piles of ash. Only the stone backbones remain. The places I trained, gone. Where I played with the other villagers, gone. I take off, without telling Aaron, and run to my house. Even in this mess, I know where my house is. I hear Aaron call after me. Once I make it to my house I stop. It's almost nothing, expect for the foundation. Tears spring to my eyes. I push them away. I look for the stairs to my basement. I find them and go in. My heart drops. My dad lays at my feed, surrounded by dried blood. I look over and see my mom in the corner, surrounded by dried blood, with a huge gash across her stomach. I fall to my knees. Tears can't stop now. They pour down hard. I put my arms on the ground, and place my head in them and let out a cry. Sobs shake my whole body. Why did I have to be the only one to survive? Should I really be here, with them? I feel arms wrap around me and pull me to my feet. It must be Aaron. He starts to lead me up the stairs. I let him. Once I stop, I face him.

"I have to bury them." I say, my voice cracking a bit.

"We can. Let's find a place. I have shovels." He says. I nod. We get the shovels and I choose a place where my mother would tell stories and where my father and I would train. The tree is burned down, but it holds enough value for me. We dig two graves. Aaron won't let me get them, so he instructs me to get flowers and something for a grave marker. I find some wood and use some vines I found to make two crosses. I find some flowers and take them back. Aaron had them in there already. I throw one flower in each.

"Thank you for giving me everything. Even to your last breath. We fought, but we always made up. What family doesn't fight. Mother, you always had such tender words and amazing stories. I'll miss them, but I will carry them on. Father, for such a strong, brave man, you always had a sweet spot for me. I still remember when we would steal some of the cookies from mother. Oops." I smile a bittersweet smile, remembering the old times. "Now, I hope you two are in a better place. Your death was violent and done without thought. Your memory will go on and I shall think of you all. As you both once said, 'Don't be sad. Smile. Things will get better, even in the darkness.' So, I shall smile for you. Even in this darkness, I will. May Lady Irene watch over your souls." I nod to Aaron and we fill the graves. I place the rest of the flowers on the graves. I walk away, with Aaron's arm around me as a sign of comfort. Silent tears flow, but I can't cry. I said I wouldn't. I'll be there brave daughter to the end. I stop and look at him.

"Can I be alone with them for a bit?" I ask. He nods and let's me go. I walk back and sit down in front of them.

"Father, did you know that your dagger can transform. I didn't." I transform the blade and hold out the blade. "Funny, huh. I won a fight using this element of surprise. Mother, I'll always save the songs you never stopped singing. Both of you, you raised me in the faith of Lady Irene. You said that some may always not agree with it. But, you should know, I will defend our faith, going down swinging. Goodbye, for now." I walk away, remembering a lullaby my mother would sing me. Almost like she is singing it in my head.