Maven X Reader One Shots (2)

One Shot: Letter

(This was literally a fucking school assignment that I wrote I'm not even joking it's wild

I also use "ms." in the story so if that bothers you i ' m s  o r r y)

September 28

My former associate, (Y/N) (L/N),

I write as the person you identified as early as when you were a princess, somebody who expressed endless ideas and loved to hear yours in response. I hope you recognize me by my given name; Maven Calore, the king of Norta. Once, long ago, we operated together in the war fronts. Ms. (L/N), even as the years have passed for both of us, as of today, I have been stuck to you. Never would I thought of this as a bad thing, saying how beautiful and elegant you are on a daily basis. But one day I closed my eyes, and once I opened them, you were the first thing I saw.

The last wind I ever inhaled was in a series of hurried breaths, the wind was physically knocked out of me. The last time I felt this way was when I first observed you. I was immediately excited to fight with you, Ms. (y/n). I just write to inform you that I have been watching over you. Something about my black and white heart was latched onto you as of my death. The first thing I saw you achieve was the becoming the leader you always spoke of. I was so proud of you. And then I watched as the redbloods and silverbloods of your union no longer be divided as two. I wonder, if my heart was still thumping, would I be by your side? Would I continue to influence people like us around the world?

I agree with everything you stand for. People like us are the future, we must teach people acceptance to gain freedom. We helped build off of each other until we grew individually into proud adults with our own families. We are both important to the progress of the countries, opening up the constant opportunities for future silvers like us who have a dream.

I am most grateful for you helping me with my arranged marriage and the misfortunate situation with Mare Barrow. I fought with you, do you remember? You were the first person by my side that stuck. You're such an impressive woman. Think about how different the world would be if everybody were like us. The world would be so much more progressive as they halt the pondering and oversensitivity. Society needs to work harder to become the ultimate hope. One day, one day. If people like us continue to work hard, there will be a difference. It shouldn't matter how many years it will take.

I wonder over time how you will read this later. Will you find it until tomorrow? Will you die knowing nothing of us? My heart is becoming yours, and as I stare at my hand, I see nothing. I am slowly fading. Are you fading, too? I'm scared your demise is soon, you are past the passing age. Being not even an adult, I am proud of how far you've come. But every story has to end. Do not fear, my love, but I fear I know the reason I have been connected to you. I see your dizziness and fatigue and I know the feeling. I can recognize the symptoms, as I was the same. A part of me feels as if it'll be my fault. But no matter how you go, we'll always be together now...