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“King Gareth Ragnar Haddock the Second is dead.”
The news rang through the kingdoms, shaking the continent at its core. The monarch that was the Rebellion king, heading the half breeds, defeating the dungeons, the witch, aligned to the goddess Hel. Beheaded by the King of Wildest North.
Maya gripped the parchment that held the tragic information, her daughters glancing worriedly at each other. They heard the hum and zip of a portal from the other room. It was quiet after that.
Akkey stood in her cottage, alone. The early morning sun filtered through her windows, dust patterns floating lazily around her. The couch stood untouched behind her, the hearth cold and unlit, drowning her in a silence that told her how unoccupied her abode was. She wondered why she thought of pale blue eyes then.
Her movements lethargic, eyes were unseeing. She stumbled out of her boots, letting her cloak slip off her shoulders, slowly making her way for the lake.
The surface stretched itself taut, reflecting the hazy light of the morning, mist swirling around her ankles as she made her way across the water, bare feet making puddles and trailing water.
Akkey came to a stop, head pounding and heart thundering.
Her cheeks were wet.
She threw her head back, and her mouth opened into a wail. A deep cry of anguish, sadness, regret; it rang across the waters, through the trees, up the hills. She sobbed, hand over her mouth as she struggled to breath, shoulders heaving. Why…
The world was too bright, it was too alive around her. She released the magic by her feet, and she plunged into the freezing waters.
She didn’t care. She floated down in the darkness, pale skin glowing stark white against the murky shadows. Her limbs lost feeling, and she was going to run out of air soon. Still, she didn’t care.
He took her in when she had lost everything, he taught her how to fight, how to survive, how to live. He was her father when she thought she had lost her own.
She closed her eyes. I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have left…
She stayed underwater, dulling her senses. Wanting to forget but knowing she couldn’t.
Then there was a clear echo.
I love you, Akkey.
And silence again.
Slowly, she willed herself back up to the surface, taking in big gulps of air. Floating quietly, she cracked an eye open, squinting against the light. Water and tears mixed on her face.
She let herself grieve, bobbing along the waves as the sun rose higher in the sky, warming her up. She wept to herself, remembering the fallen king and his life.
The world wasn’t as harsh anymore.
A whisper escaped her lips, “I love you, too.”
Category:EU
Category:Events
Category:Akkey Black
Category:Maya Lindholm