[Make sure you listen to the song. Credits to Aviators, Check him out!!]

You ran as fast as your little legs could. The smell of fire and the loud screaming of your kin being burned to death making you cover your ears as you tried to escape the flames of the ruined king. Why did things turn out like this? It's all your fault...

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It was a week after the masquerade for choosing the young prince a wife. You were chosen in the end and you couldn't feel an happier. The little prince chose you himself! That means he liked you, right??

Your parents, however were anxious. This would put all of you in danger. The king had zero to no empathy when it came to witches. He had burned babies and children. So this meant that if he suspected anything he would kill you immediately.

Still, You couldn't contain your excitement. The king had advisors that could sniff out anyone with magic within them. So you were made to wear a bracelet that would conceal your powers. Despite all your whining you accepted your parents terms as you moved into the castle. Your room was in the same hallway as the prince's room. You two spent all your time together, being up to no good and causing trouble. But at the same time you both attended etiquette classes as you were going to be king and queen someday. Life was good.

Or so you thought.

Two years after you moved into the palace you heard the bells. The bells that always sent shivers down your spine. The bells that told everyone there would be an execution, a witch burning at the stake.

The prince knew of your powers. He did not think like his father, and he always protected you.

You were taken to where the witch was going to burn. The royals found it amusing to watch poor people get burned.

Your eyes widened as you saw the witch. She was your childhood friend. You grew up together since you were two years old. She was like your sister. It broke your heart to see her chained like an animal, clothes ripped and ragged, obvious signs of struggle. She was bleeding from her head and she was out of it. You bit your lip as she was taken to the alter which would be her end.

You tried.... You really tried to let it be but you couldn't. As they set the dry woods beneath her feet ablaze you let out a scream and cried out. The king knew right then and there.

He ordered the guards to capture you. You ran away, your maid helping you. And you kept running. The guards captured your parents and grandmother. You were right there, you had ran all the way home to warn them. But horses are faster than your tired little legs. You saw them set your castle ablaze, you saw your parents holding each-other as they accepted their fate but wished for you to be safe. You saw it all and quietly cried into the embrace of an ancient tree. They burned it all.

You had fallen asleep crying, but jolted awake when you heard the king's voice. He was there looking for you. So was the prince. You were spotted so you ran as fast as you could, leaving behind a trail of blood as thorns and branches clawed at your legs. The hounds were chasing you down faster than you were running. Soon cornered in a valley you watched with dead eyes as they got closer to you.

As the king raised his arm to cut your head off with his sword, the prince was quick to act and jump in front of you.

"Father no! I love her!!"

He pleaded but it fell on deaf ears.

"She's a witch. Move, son"

He ordered.

"No!! Mother had magic too! You already took her from me I won't let you take my love too!"

He drew his sword on his own father.

The king was taken aback.

"How dare you raise your weapon against me!"

In a moment of pure madness he ran his sword through the young prince's chest, unaware of his actions.

"NOOO!!!!"

You cried out and grabbed the falling prince.

"Please please please don't leave me!!!"

You cried as you caressed his cheek. You had to act fast, You had to get out of there.

You had never flown on a broom before but you had to try. Calling upon your magic after taking your bracelet off, you grabbed a branch, grabbed the prince and flew away. Quite wobbly and somewhat failing to stay in the air. Arrows rushing towards you from the kings archers as you tried your best to dodge them.

"Kill them both!! Traitors!!"

You sobbed as you flew away with the prince in your arms.

Your magic drained out fast and you fell from the sky, landing right into a lake. You quickly dragged the bleeding prince out of the water and laid him on the soft soil.

"Please don't die!"

You cried as tears rolled down your face. His eyes were dull and lifeless, his body cold and his breathing ragged. You knew nothing of healing magic, you cursed yourself for that.

"Sing.... me... a song...."

He wiped your tears with his blood stained fingers weakly.

"I love you so much..."

he wheezed.

"I love you more... you're gonna be okay... You're gonna be okay..."

You sobbed and started petting his hair, singing softly to him as you cried your heart out. In the span of one day you had lost everything. all because of your own stupidity.....

Think I need to bleed to heal it

Think I want to start by feeling human

To keep on moving

In it for the absolution

Safety from the persecution out there

Beneath the nightmare

So wake me when it's over

When high above

The morning sun arrives unbroken

No more final words are spoken anymore

Don't listen to the screaming

The night is long and

Fire won't scare the monsters sober

Promise me you will wake me when it's over

Tempt me with the purest fire

Kill me with the blood's desire, to break the seal

So nothing's real

Take me where the blood runs colder

Wake me when the dream is over or let me go

Into the depths below

Fear the blood

Fear the beast

For the hunt

They will feast

And they're feasting

On whatever's left

After sinners confess

And the kindling ignites

On the darkest of nights

To the moon

To redeem

It's the stench

It's the screams

And I'm fighting

A rush and a torrent

Of blood and abhorrence

When I can't wake up from this dream

You sobbed as you held his withering body closer to your chest. The agony of losing him was worse than losing your parents even though you never wanted to admit it, you felt guilty about it though.

"We will meet again... I swear on my soul I will come back to you.."

He wheezed and whispered a 'I love you more than anything' and took his last breath.

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Yoooooo two chapters in one day!

I'm a god lmao.

Smiles,

Donquixote_Joker 🃏