Fire and Ice

Golden Lord

>Wendy's POV<

It was short now.
It has been long for so many years I never known what it felt like short.

The ends of my hair were freshly clipped.
I have been playing with them for what felt like hours now.

It was so strange.

The way my blue hairs lightly swiped on my cheeks and rested quicker than before. How it no longer covered my neck, the draft able to be felt more against my new bare skin.

It was different.
It was new.
It was me.

Wendy Grandeeney Marvell. A women with clear-white skin, cold brown eyes, and. . . short blue hair.

I peered down at the gold ring on my finger. My engagement ring to Romeo that I have never taken off since it was given to me.

Romeo.

I wonder what he would say if he saw me here. Would he hate me after seeing what I have done?

Regret filled me. I held my knees and placed my head down so it was covered.
It was already dark in the dungeons but I could still see.

The floors were a cold, mossy stone. The walls were stone as well, just as ugly looking as the ground I sat on.
I was alone in a locked room, stuck with only my thoughts.

Maybe if I didn't act against the princess. . . I wouldn't be here.

No. . . it was for Romeo!

But would it be better for everyone if I just stayed silent?

No I had to.
I was told to.
I needed to.

But was it really worth it? What did I have to sacrifice to get here? Did it actually make things better?

Lady Juvia. . . she was like a sister to me.
She cared for me so much and I loved her too.

What has happened to me? Why am I like this? What have I done?

Tears slowly rained down onto the floor.

She is gone because of me.
Her family must hate me now.
Romeo is still gone.
I bet he hates me too.

All I wanted was him back. All I wanted was to be with him again.

But I can't.
He's gone.

The floor was cold. It stung my skin as I sat here in the silence.
My voice croaked a few times from the sobs but no one could here them.

I was alone.

I wasn't just alone here in this cold, dark room. I was alone in ever part of my life.

After Romeo's death. . . I became lonely.

Lady Juvia reacted out to me but it wasn't the same.
I just felt empty after that.
I needed someone to tell me how to fill this hole in me. I wanted it to be filled so I can be happy again, but still honor the memory of my Romeo.

Outside pressures and with my own confused mind about what I was doing, I made poor choices. Horrible choices. Regrettable choices.

I thought making the person I thought caused all my pain, Princess Nashi, take on the same fate my fiancé would help me fill that hole.