(TW: death in dream)
Vic pushed me out of her room, and as she complimented me once more, my entire face flushed, but what she didn't see is the beaming smile on my face.
At my school, you were taught to not show emotion to your higher-ups. The people below you and at your level, you may. But the royal family, never. I feel like that is beginning to change since Vic is full of emotions which makes me want to show emotion around him.
My smile sank away, replaced with a soft frown. I sigh to myself, whispering, "Who am I kidding? I am just her knight, nothing else."
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I sink into my bed, soft and warm, just arriving back to my bedroom after saying goodbye to friends and my foster family which had taken care of me since the age of nine. It was expensive, but they continued to enroll me in my school for Knights after my parents passed away.
I lay down, my head on my pillow, my eyes looking at my star covered ceiling, one name in my thoughts.
Vic.
What is her real name? Even as the Princess of Bronzol, no one knows except her family. The Royal Family. My higher-ups.
I repeat to myself, "She is not able to care for. I will never be able to be anything else but her Knight. Get rid of all other thoughts."
I repeated that statement until tiredness closed my weary eyes and I fell into slumber.
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She's laying there, gripping her stomach, whimpering in pain.
I run up to her and sit next to her, my sword hitting against my leg.
Tears are running down her face, looking up at me.
"Si-sire? My-my father, he-"
I shush her, tears now running down my face, and place a soft kiss upon her lips, whispering, "Iliany. My name is Iliany."
A pained smile spread across her ps.
"Iliany. My name-"
She was cut off by the king, yelling, "KNIGHT. YOU HAVE GONE AGAINST OUR LAW. YOU FELL FOR YOUR HIGHER UP. YOU DID NOT DO YOUR DUTY AND PROTECT HER. SHE IS GOING TO DIE BECAUSE. OF. YOU."
I look back down at Vic, her body now still in my arms.
"no," I whisper, getting louder with every word, "No, NO, NOOOOOO!"
The king walks up to me and says, "Now you will get what you deserve," before sending his sword my way.
I brace, knowing I deserve it.
Before he hits me, everything becomes black and I see Vic's face staring at me in disgust.
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I sit up in my bed, dry tears on my cheeks. I stand up, my eyes wide in fear.
"A dream, " I whisper quietly to myself, sitting on my knees as I silently sob.
"Just a dream. Stay strong, Iliany. You are a knight. You do not get scared."
Remembering the dream, I add, " You do not cry. You do not love."
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🐍:that was a short yet sad chapter (ToT)
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