Imperfect

Part 6

I felt sick to my stomach, and my vision was beginning to blur. Never in my life had I seen so much blood. Never in my life had I felt so sick. Never in my life was I forced to watch another die. If I didn't know hell I'd say this was it.

My eyes were now locked no to the action taking place before me. Utter disbelief forced me to watch. I could only pray that my eyes were deceiving me, for I witnessed something no child should ever witness.

My mother lay on her back in a pool of her own blood. Her legs were missing. She lay motionless, looking towards the sky with slow breaths. The king stood over her, sword in hand hacking away at what was left of her body. He preceded through her right arm over and over again, then moved to her other arm doing the same. He looked like he was enjoying it. A look of pure pleasure on his face as he stabbed her repeatedly.

"I'm surprised your not dead yet!" he yelled in her face. But all she did was starer at the sky. He looked like a true mad man with crazed eyes, and a bloodied face. Even the crowd fell silent in disbelief as there oh so loved king hacked away. It was a sight no one had intended to see.

I could not speak. I felt so numb, so dizzy. Did Valencia see was I was seeing? I looked over at her despite already knowing what I would see. But to my surprise she was no longer a hollow being. I could see tears trickling from her eyes, and her body was shaking. But she continued to watch, not looking away for even a second.

I was beginning to call out to her, but was quickly silenced by the king's insane laughter. "This is the end Edyth! Any last words?" He said to her as he towered over her. Mother's eyes stayed fixated on clear sky above her. With no struggle at all she said to him "A true failure you will forever be." "SILENCE!!" the king roared. He raised his now blood soaked sword, and in one thrust cut mother's head off.

Everything had stopped in that moment. Nether the crowd or the guards made a sound. I imagine fear was the cause of this pain staking silence. But for me, fear no longer played a part in these seconds of despair. Only sadness and disbelief remained.

I knew I was screaming, but I could not hear a thing. Everything sounded muffled and unclear. I pulled at my hair, trying to release myself from the guard. He didn't protest, nor did he attempt to restrain me. I started crawling to mother. I could not find the strength to stand. As I went closer I suddenly felt a slight tug at the back of my dress. I turned to see Valencia standing behind me gently pulling me back. She didn't say anything, but I could see her words in her eyes. "Don't go any closer, don't look." Her eyes seemed to say to me. I obeyed and allowed her to take me back. I glanced over my shoulder one last time to look back. My final goodbye.