Red Throne

Chapter Eight

AN: Guess who's back to writing?? MEEEE! Enjoy!

----------MARE'S POV----------

I don't say a word to anyone on the jet, and no one speaks to me. I close my eyes and let the jet lull me to sleep.

"Mare," I hear.

I turn to see two beautiful bronze eyes face me. I know those eyes like I know my own lightning.

"Cal?" I whispered, afraid that if I speak too loud this moment will end.

We don't say anything else. We let our actions take over, because no words can capture all the emotions.

I let him wrap his arms around, and let his warmth engulf me. We kiss. And we don't stop. Nothing more, and nothing less. All we need is to be by each other, with each other.

I don't want to stop, because right now he is mine and I am his, but I know this isn't real, and this isn't possible. Us, isn't possible. It never has been, but I just have always been too blind to see that. We are too different, and our hearts may desire each other but they also desire other things. His heart wants the crown, mine wants to abolish the crown.

"Cal, this isn't real. I love you, but this is fake. We can't be together. I am sorry, so very sorry."

I have to turn away from him. Again. I can't bring myself to see his face, his reaction. So I don't. I turn and run, and I keep running even as he tries to follow. This is us. Him and me always wanting things we can't truly have. I thought I could make the throne mine, a Red Throne. But I think that throne would crumble, but I won't crumble. I don't care how many times I have to walk away from him, I will win. I will watch as the storm of my making tears down his throne. I will watch it crumble, and I will watch Maven crumble. I won't be conquered, they will fall to my storm.

I awake to shouts about an attack. I know who it is. The same person who caged me. Who put manacles on me. Who made me kneel to him. Maven.

----------CAL'S POV----------

"Get me a jet! Someone get me a jet!" I shout.

"Cal you promised," Julian says.

"I don't care what I promised, I am going after her."

I don't even take the time to say goodbye to anyone. I run to where the jet was being prepared.

"All I need is enough fuel to get to Monfort!" I shout at them.

"It is ready, Your Highness," one of them respond.

My fingers fly across the panel turning on the jet, "I am coming Mare," I whisper to myself.

----------MARE'S POV----------

"Just get us on the ground safely, everyone else be prepared. Who knows what he has in store!" Farley shouts.

Of course I can't just get away, but I am looking forward to ending this. Ending Maven.

"Landing in 5, 4, 3, 2, BRACE!" the pilot shouts.

The plane hits the ground hard. There is no way the plane will be of any use anymore. Luckily everyone was strapped in, but we all still got shaken up pretty bad. Only minor injuries. We were able to get the jet to open so we could all get out. I was the last one to get out, but once I was out I wanted to sprint back in and fly away. Maven was standing right in front of us.

"Hello Mare," Maven said.

AN: I am soooooo sorry for taking a super long break. Thank you to those you stuck around!!