Whisper

Epilouge

(This is it guys. Im still thinking about doing a third called Listen. I might if I get the inspiration. I hope you enjoyed this story. Thanks for reading.

-ChildofMyth)

Epilouge

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(Amaria's POV)

It's been six years since that day. I'm fifteen now and we live in Striaton now. White had spoken to the police and cleared Mama and Daddy's record. She has a higher authority than the police as a Gym Leader and can do things like that. We had a big funeral for Amalric and even Uncle Cress.

I still miss Amalric but I'm getting along. Ash, Misty, and Annabel left two years ago, knowing we didn't need any more emotional support. I met Henry and he moved in with us, other than being in that lonely house at the base of the mountain. I call him Uncle Henry now, he's really nice. N and White got married and they're even expecting. After searching Cress's body, we found his Simipour. We adopted her and now the Simi gang is back together. I'm sure she misses Cress, but she seems quite happy with us.

Right now I was having one of those days today when I just couldn't face the world. I was held up in the local library, going through old medieval books.

Liepard lay next to me, resting her head on my thigh.

White turned the corner. She always knew where to find me. She had a hand on her inflated stomach and the other on the book shelf, steadying herself.

She smiled at me. "Hey kiddo. Another one of those days?"

I nodded glumly. "I miss him…"

She patted me on the back. "I know…"

We were silent for a while before she turned to smile at me. "Can I ask you something?"

I nodded slowly.

"What was his middle name?"

"Amalric's?" I asked. White nodded. "It was Quinn."

White smiled and patted her stomach. "Then his name will be Quinn."

I smiled at her. Amalric would be so happy to know that a baby was being named after him.

White stroked my hair then turned to leave. "I'll see you later Ria."

I waved to her. "Bye, White." White smiled at me once more before disappearing around the corner.

The world just became a little more bearable.

I looked back down at my book, scanning the pages when a name paragraph caught my eye.

The paragraph read: "There was once a valiant King who's Queen bore him three sons. However, the sons were triplets. Usually, the kingdom would go to the eldest but the King and Queen favored the youngest. Seeking to restore balance, the middle son asked to divide the kingdom into three parts, allowing a brother to rule over one each. The eldest brother refused. This caused a war between the three brothers. This war went on for decades before the eldest died of a heart attack, unable to rightfully challenge his brother for the throne. The King's seer prophesied that the three brothers would be born again in another lifetime and fight, resulting in a terrible tragedy. The three were known as Aos, the Wave of Destruction, Barnabas, the Blaze of Peace, and Cronus, the Spice of Life."

I dropped the book in shock. Didn't Cress call Daddy Cronus? I turned the page and sure enough there was a portrait of the brothers. They were the spitting image of Cress, Chili, and Daddy.

I put the books up and left, Liepard following close behind. I walked all the way to the gym. I climbed the steps and stood in front of the spot where Cress had died.

I took a breath. "He was finally able to challenge his brother." I bowed my head. "Rest well Aos…"

I then turned and descended the steps, arriving at the spot where my brother had died.

I smiled. "Rest well Amalric. Thank you for being the best brother I could ever ask for." I closed my eyes, a few tears escaping.

Liepard began purring suddenly and warmth encircled me. I opened my eyes in confusion.

There, hugging me was the misty form of my brother.

He let go of me and stroked Liepard's head with a transparent hand and a smile. He turned to me and gave me my own smile.

"Live well, Amaria. I'll be watching over you." Tears were streaming down my face in a torrent. I smiled back.

"I love you." Amalric whispered.

And then he was gone with the whisper wind.