Time is stupid. It goes so slow sometimes that feels like it's mocking you with what's to come. There is less that 12 hours till we attack and each minute make me more and more nauseous. We are all in the final meeting re-going over everything in detail. Reminding everyone where each person is and their job. Reminding us what happens if we succeed and where we go from there. Farley also reminds us what happens if we fail. Both outcome are awful in my eyes but one outcome is necessary. She also reminds everyone that I am the one to kill my brother. She feels it's justice with a touch of irony, but I know she's doing it because she hates me and my kingdom. Her plan is perfect though and no one dares to fight it. The whole meeting feels like a court waiting for the verdict and we kinda are.
"I can't not emphasize how important this mission is. It will dictate our future and our freedom. I know you all have the right intentions but sometimes your intentions don't mean shit, so follow the plan exactly and our chances are pretty good."
I appreciate Farley and her tactics. A commander should not sugar coat anything and you know she is deeply respected.
"That will conclude this meeting. We leave 6 am. So get some sleep and be on time. I would also recommend saying a proper goodbye to any friends or family tonight before we leave if you would like. Rise red as the dawn."
With that everyone leaves to finish up their plans for the night.
Mare takes off before I can get to her but i know I'll see her tonight. I have nothing left to do tonight but sit and think. Not ideal. I decide to eat whatever I can stomach, then get some training in.I don't eat much which I expected. I find one of the smaller training rooms so I can be alone. Usually training helps ease my mind but right now I don't think it will work.
We are attacking my home, my people. How am I just standing by? Sure there's Elara and the other wicked silvers but we all aren't terrible. Our ruling hasn't always been the problem, has it? I think deep down I know those answer and that's why I fight. But maven, he can't be what we see. He's my brother and I know him better than anyone, this is not him. Must he pay for Elara's doings? She is the root of it all and what we should be focusing on. But how much of maven is Elara? If she is dead like we hope everything Maven has done since is him and not his mother. I can't give up hope that there is still some light in him. Maybe instead of killing him we could help him. The chances of that are slim though. How is it that I lose everything I am close to? How is that fair! I am the rightful king I should have everything I want but yet what I want can't be given back to me. How is that fair! I shouldn't be thinking like that. There are people who suffer more than I have. Yet I still can't shake this feeling of emptiness.
I need to do something else, trainings isn't working. I head back to my room. I open the door to see that mare has not yet returned, good. I grab a sword I have been planning to bring and start to sharpen it. The scraping of metal helps a little but it is still a reminder of what's to come.
Not long after Mare comes in the room.
"You should be sleeping"
"You should be too"
She's a quick one.
"Are you ready for tomorrow?" I ask. She hesitates for a moment.
"I don't know." She's says lightly.
Our conversation ends at that and we get ready to lay in bed.It's been a few hours and I haven't been able to sleep at all. Mare is some how sleeping but I wouldn't call it peaceful. I need to get up, I need to do something. I feel useless and stupid laying here. I get up slowly and as quietly as possible and leave the room. I head to the small training room I was in earlier because I have no where else to go. I need to burn of some energy. Once I'm in there I start throwing punches to the make shift punching bag and each punch I put as much energy as I can. All my feelings come out in each punch. By the time I'm done I can't tell if it's sweat or tears rolling down my face. I feel a bit lightheaded so I decide to sit down. I sit in the silence till I feel a presence looking at me. I turn to see mare standing in the door way.
"What are you doing? We have less than 6 hours before we leave. You need at least some sleep."
"Did I wake you?" She knows the answers to her questions so I don't bother.
"No."
We stand in silence for a moment.
"Will you dance with me" I say softly surprised that those words left my mouth and kind of hoping she didn't hear me.
"Right now?"
"Please?" I beg. Wow if my father could get me he would be disappointed and disgusted by my pleading.
"Ok, but we don't have music."
I stand and walk back to a corner where I had hid the little speaker I made. Mare smiles a little when she it.
"It looks exactly like the one you used to have."
I turn it on and she meets me in the middle of the floor. We place our hands and start to sway. The music is soft and calming and she is warm in my grasp. She giggles to herself.
"What?" I ask
"I am a terrible dancer." I giggle back because she's right. She is definitely no ballerina.
There is a sense of familiar ness with waltzing with her. A sense of security's we dance in warm silence. We dance like this for what feels like forever and I wish it was.
She suddenly becomes more rigid in her arms and she try's to hide it as soon as it happens, she turns us quickly and I am pushed back. There is ringing mixed rumbling and screaming. The air is thick and I can't breathe. I see black with white spots. I'm lying on the ground. I can't move. Something is wrong.A/n- that was a long one!! Woohoo!!! For the dancing scene, I imagine them dancing to the song So Close from enchanted. What kind of song do you guys think they should dance too?

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Broken Blade (Discontinued)
FanficWhat if Mare was stabbed instead of shade in the prison attack? Events take place in Glass Sword. All characters belong to the amazing Victoria Aveyard. I own nothing.