Red String - ABO Au - Destiel and Michifer

Chapter 68

Michael didn't know how long he stayed at his brother's graveside. When he lifted his head, heavy with rain, wings shivering and dripping, the entire sky was a tumbling black, the rain never ceasing its heavy assault on the Prince. The tears long gone from his icy eyes, washed away by the rain that matted his hair to his forehead. With trembling hands the Prince stood, removed the crown from his head with a solemn expression
"All of this. All of this for some heavy ass gold to wear? For an uncomfortable chair to sit in? To hold the lives of countless beings in the palms of your hands? All of this, to hold the word on why and when and where to go to war? To put more people's lives in the dirt? For a little bit of land? More heavy gold? To prove that you can? It all seemed so unlike you brother. You were a man of the people once. What changed?"

Michael knew he would get no answer, no real answer from the man resting inside that decorated box, under the land he once swore to have the best interest in mind.
"Rest well Brother."

Tilting his head to the sky, Michael let the heavy rain wash over him, it lightened up a fraction, the raindrops coming a little slower, little smaller. His wings shot out, not caring about the way the rain no longer rolled off them but made them heavy. Letting out a sigh the Prince shook some rain from his wings, ignoring the heavy throb in the one that had been briefly dislocated, and began the lonesome trek back to the castle.

It was a decent walk back. Michael was able to let everything sink in, and while he still did not forgive himself for having to take his brother's life, he felt he could try to at least move on. He would be crowned king and marry Dean soon, he figured his first act as king would be to help Crowley regain his throne, the Demon was a business man afterall and Michael was sure by offering his services a peaceful alliance could be drawn up with Hell for the first time in generations.
Michael entered the the castle through the servants entrance. He tried to shake off as much water from his wings as he could, but with six drenched wings it was rather hard.

"Your Highness!" The Prince recognized the Omega Maid's scent before her voice

"Kelly." He forced a small polite smile as the woman bowed, wings lowered as she smiled

"My Prince. Would you like to eat? Several of the prince's have already retired to bed, as well as her Majesty Queen Kate." Kelly looked Michael over before handing him a towel from the freshly finished laundry "Dry your face. If I may I can help dry your wings, they must be heavy."

"Not as heavy as my heart." Michael muttered taking the towel and patting his face dry with a sniff, his nose caught whiff of the maid and it clicked in his mind. The way her scent was, with a constant undertone of Lucifer, and something else. It made his heavy heart drop lower, the words and moments he and Lucifer had shared, had they meant nothing to the general? When they had meant the world to Michael? The Alpha didn't realize that a few fresh tears had filled his eyes and slipped down his cheeks until Kelly made a noise

"Youre crying your Highness." She noted taking the towel from his trembling hands "Take a seat."

"How close are you to General Lucifer? I mean I know you're both friends but-nevermind forget it." He huffed wiling at his eyes. He was so overwhelmed with everything going on, the Alpha still wasn't sure how he could help Dean in his situation, he could talk to his father about calling off the wedding. Tell him that Earth and Heaven will remain Allies, but a marital alliance was unnecessary.

"Lucifer and I? Close enough... It isn't what you think." Kelly assured him as she watched her future king collapse in an uncomfortable wood chair. This was the side of Michael she had only heard Lucifer speak of. The one that was just a man, just a boy that wanted what was best for his family and his people. Just a man with to much weighing him down. That was how Kelly knew he would be a great king.

"But you're pregnant." Michael frowned. The words hurt to say. Had Lucifer been exaggerating his words and devotion? The Love he had described? Michael supposed fhe other Alpha had never used the word love, but the way he spoke, of how he would wish he was standing at the alter with him in Dean's place, how he would steal the stars if asked, take in the world, surely that was love.

"How is it not what I think?"

"You doubt his love for you?" Kelly frowned as she put the towel on Michael's head and began to towel dry the Prince's dark hair "After following you to the pits of Hell? Saving your life and you his? The moments of vulnerability he has shown you? The words he has spoken to you? The lingering looks? The wistful lingering touches? The unnoticed brush of wings? You still doubt his love for you?" Kelly lifted the towel to look Michael in the eyes. Her brown eyes held no heat, and if Michael really thought about it, he could've sworn it was pity "I am pregnant yes. He does not know yet and I doubt I will tell him soon. He came to me in a moment of weakness for the both of us. Crushed by the idea of losing you to some pretty Omega Prince, but wishing you the best of lives anyway. Vowing to protect you and your future mate and pups even though it shattered his heart to live without you."

"You love him." Michael huffed, a bitter chuckle escaping his lips. Why was the world so cruel

"To a point. My love for him is not like yours. Don't worry, your secret is safe with me My King." Kellyifted Michael's chin as she answered him in a quiet Whisper, eyes soft as she placed a gentle kiss to the broken Crowned Prince's forehead

"I'm no King yet."

"But you're mine regardless your Highness." Kelly smiled with a small laugh, wings adjusting behind her "now let's get you some food and to bed."

"You sound like him." Michael muttered as he lifted his hand to hide a yawn

"I know." Kelly responded moving to dish the Prince some leftovers from dinner