The Promise: A Maxerica Fanfiction

The Destruction

As I walked back to the King's chambers, trying to appear calm, I noticed things around me that I hadn't before. A maid cleaning up some broken glass near a window. A guard on all fours scrubbing a dark red stain. A steward removing a tattered tapestry. 

I had been unconscious for about twelve hours. After previous attacks, this had been more than enough time to put the castle back together. 

Not this time.

The staff had clearly done their best, but with so much damage and so little help, my home was still far from normal. Then again, I doubted this place would ever again fit my definition of "normal."

How could I ever be okay again? How could I go on living with myself and pretend that everything was fine?

I couldn't stand seeing the destruction all around me, and broke into a run.

The rebels had eventually been defeated, but at what cost? So many were dead.

She was dead.

And with that my world came crashing down.

Never again would I see that fiery red hair.

That warm smile.

The mischievous twinkle in those sky blue eyes.

Never would I tangle my fingers in her hair and kiss her perfect lips.

I would never see our children running around, leaving peanut butter fingerprints on every surface they came in contact with.

I never would get to see the anger in her expression when I called her, "My dear."

Never would I see her walking down the aisle towards me. 

Never again would I see my America.