I cried with Amara. I ended up mourning much more than just one death. I begged Lewis to show me her body but judging by my condition he thought it was best not to. Guilt burned in my heart. I had been a terrible friend. I remembered all the times Lyra had been fighting and crying because Lyla was bothering her. I remembered all the times no one had listened or given her much importance. Now she was gone. Gone. Because we hadn't taken care of her. Ever since we were children, Lyra and Tristan had cared for me but I hadn't really paid much attention to them. I let myself cry and thankfully the others didn't try to stop me.
Raelynn and Amara hovered over me while Phoenix talked with one of the palace guards. Turns out we weren't the only ones relieved to be free from Jaxon. Together they healed the wounded, gathered the bodies-including McKenna's-Sophie was taken inside with Lydia, to be treated. Anthony rushed outside with blood crusted on his hands and perspiration on his forehead.
He put his hands on his knees and breathed heavily. "Lydia says. . ."
I wiped my eyes and got to my feet.
"She says. . ."
Lewis patted him on the back. "Deep breaths."
Anthony swatted him away. "Lydia says to tell the armies that the war has stopped." He sighed. "Tell both armies to stop bickering." He motioned towards Phoenix arguing with the palace guards.
Phoenix cursed. "These guys aren't listening," she told. "Apparently they're too loyal to Jaxon."
Rasal cursed and hissed at them.
"You tell 'em!" Phoenix hyped up, though she couldn't understand what he meant.
Anthony talked with them but was unsuccessful in changing their minds.
The guard spat, "Now, we will only answer to Prince Alec."
Prince Alec's dead, I wanted to yell. I looked at Anthony for confirmation but he didn't notice.
"Prince Alec is severely injured and is recovering in the infirmary," he explained. "He will regain consciousness in a few hours. You can speak with him then."
"He's not dead," I whispered.
"No," Anthony confirmed. I growled.
"I want to meet with Lydia and Alec," I decided, even surprising myself.
"Belle, you're not well at the moment-" Raelynn was interrupted.
"I'm fine," I snapped. "I want to talk to them."
"Regarding what?" Lewis asked.
"What we have to do next," I said and made my way towards the palace.
Everything happened slowly. Lydia was crying silently, Sophie lay on a bed next to Alec. Hellen stroked his hair in his sleep and prayed for her son. I saw Keegan a few hours later, with his nanny. Anthony worked in the infirmary, mostly hovering near Lydia. We had brought everyone inside to treat them and heal. Rasal was glued to my back and slithered over my neck.
"Your turn," Phoenix said to me. She had a medical kit in her hand and had bandaged up Nathan.
"No, thanks. I'm fine," I said in a low voice. Though my entire body ached
Phoenix cleared her throat. "You're not fine." Her gaze fell on my burned clothes, traveling up my neck and the back of my head where my hair was singed off, even the tips were ruined. I really hoped I wouldn't have to shave my head, though I needed a trim.
I didn't bother arguing much more. She cleaned my wounds and bandaged whatever she could. Amara and Raelynn chatted with Lewis nearby. They all looked terrible, even after being treated.
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When Stars Fall(The Last Star Trilogy #3)
Fantasía"That explains the color of the sky." I looked up. "It didn't change that much. Now it goes red from time to time." Another statement I shouldn't have said. "That's because of the shooting Stars." Lydia coughed, trying to defend her father's mistake...
