The Nameless Queen

Do Not Kill Yourself For Your Monster

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"Now or never," I whispered to myself and stepped into the hall and reached my hand out to the handle.

"Stop," a voice rang out behind me. "Stop in the name of the King."

A chilling breeze ran through my body, electrocuting it into place. "Damn it," I thought to myself. "I forgot about the guards."

I wrapped my face into a mask of innocent lies as I turned to look at the oncoming guards. "Oh... um... h.hello." I stuttered while wearing a mask of undetectable untold truths.

"What do you think you are doing?" the first guard raises his voice forcefully protecting dominance. Dominance that he didn't truly have.

"Ohh,... I.I'm...sorry... I...I was lost... o..on my..w.way..to The P...Princess of Achlin..., Yasmine."

The irritation of my constant stuttering appeared on the second, larger and older guards face. "Yeah right," he snorted. "You just happened to get lost and find yourself outside the King's bedroom. I don't think so missy, you're coming with us."

The first guard approached me as I slowly backed into the corner, keeping the fake mask glued to my eyes.

"B...but...I..I," I tried protested, but I before I could do anything I was wrapped arms and tossed over his shoulders. "B...but...I...I have...d..done a..any..thing wrong.."

"Well, that's for the judge to decide." Older Guard said.

"T..the... judge?" worried was now mixed into plastic voice. At my bewilderment Young Kinda Attractive Guard sniggered before raising his sword and smashing it against my skull, causing the whole world to go dark.

***

The cell was dank and rotten clearly made for the weakest criminals. The stench of vomit and other humanoid fluids pondered at my nose relentlessly, and the rather uncomfortable feeling of cobbles digging into my face further adds to my even worsening mood.

"You wake up," a break good girl voice called out. "The sleeping beauty."

I pushed myself up and tried to turn my head in the direction of the noise, but the protests in my neck quickly put an end to that.

"You probably shouldn't move too much, they hit you pretty hard, twice," came the silken reply from the other side of the cell.

"Who are you?" My voice sounded like a breaking tree. The feeling of being rolled onto my back and a hand stroking my face was my only reply.

"Who are you?" I asked again.

"Hush now. They hit you pretty hard, you move too much." The broken voice replied.

I felt a wet rag against my head and my weakened hands made a feeble attempt of pushing it away.

"I'm going to clean your wound, is that ok?" the voice came again.

I nodded allow myself to feel this frauded sense of safety if even for the prefers moments.

"Ok, good."

The feeling of the rag returning to my face was accompanied by the sound of her voice. Her words were quite and incomprehensible. But the sounds themselves claimed my restless, creaked soul. Her voice healed and wished my heart back into existence. And even if it wasn't permanent.

The voice washed over me drowning me in a peaceful calm, permitting my mind for the slightest time to hear her words. "You are done," her voice sung. "You have finished. You have fought and bleed for your cause but now you are done. Now you can rest, for your journey is over and you have won. You have slain your monster and it is gone."

If only she know how wrong she was. I was not done, I would never be done. I had fought and bleed for my monster, but when your monster is you there is no way to beat it.

"Who were you before they broke you?" her voice asked. "Who were you before they changed into your own monster? I don't know and I doubt you do too. But I ask you this, don't dedicate your life to your monster, it will only consume you. But don't ignore it either. Your monster is going to die one way or another it is only a matter of when. And if it is the same time you die then that is ok too. But promise me this you won't kill yourself for the reason of killing my monster, because that isn't winning. Because then you will never win"

A moan was my only answer before the soothing safe of her voice lulled me back to the darkness from which I was born.