"When the butterfly is faded
And the beast shows you the dirt
When the bird has died somewhere in mid-flight and you've crashed down to the earth
When your in- in complete
Will you try your feet?
Or will you find your knees? And admit defeat?"
Levi Waver - The End.
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Westminster palace, 1483
The cracking fire was the only thing that could be heard as the bitter silence sliced the castle with its presence.
Outside the royal chambers the children of Edward and Alyssia all stood waiting for something to be told to them.
But when they heard the wails of their mother each and every one whom stood in that corridor felt their hearts break for their queen.
Tears began to fell from each of their eyes. And no more than Edmunds and Elizas.
Edmund felt Maddelenas hand hung his own giving him strength he needed so.
Eliza was embraced by her elder brother Henry who himself was inconsolable.
After a while of silence the doors of the chamber opened revealing their mother the queen.
As she stepped into the light they all saw how her appearance had changed her brown iris were now glossy.
As the bags under eyes became dark and puffy. She was suffering.
Alyssia couldn't think.
She couldn't breath.
She only knew she had to move otherwise she would kill herself on the spot.
But she would full fill Edward promise. She would see their son sit upon the throne of England.
She now stood between the entrance of the room of the corridor staring at a blank space on the wall opposite her.
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The rare gift of time (Edward IV) Book 1 In the Impossibles series.
Fanfiction"To him she was his heart" "To him she was his home" "To him she was his world" "To him she was his queen" Disclaimer I do not own the white queen of their character nor the storyline. I only own Alyssia. Under editing
