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Blinking, I lower my gaze to the crumbling flower beside me, plucked years before this moment.
WAIT IS CALUM HER FATHER!?
“… that is not the only royal you have killed.” Calum’s words ring in my mind, another piece of the puzzle that is my past.
Oh he mad?
Hello, Father.
Okay. She and Kitt are half-siblings.
“After you killed Queen Iris,” he bites,
My fucking god.
“You were supposed to be formidable. But you are nothing.”
He hates her :'(
“But you have her eyes. He recognized you the moment you sat down at that table.”
Oh shit
“No, Edric kept him alive to grow his Resistance,” Calum is saying. “He was content to use him until Adam discovered something he shouldn’t have. Something for the kings alone.”
Slaughter.
“Very proud of the puppet you became for me.”
“You are a Dual. That is why you hate me so much. I still managed to be Ordinary, even when you aren’t just one Fatal—you’re two.”
“We are half siblings,” Kitt finally blurts. I blink at my husband, then down at the ring on my finger. The thought had somehow never crossed my mind until this very moment, and now I feel as though I may be sick. “Holy shit,”
YOU DIDN'T EVEN THINK OF THAT?! HAHA!
His blade sinks into my father’s chest.
Oh... That was easy???
This isn’t a goodbye, Father. Only a good way to say bye until we meet again. Because I will haunt you in every lifetime. A shadow of the woman you loved, trapped in the body of an Ordinary you hate.
“No, we can’t possibly—” “Holy shit.” I glance over at Kai to find his features arranged in equal parts shock and repulsion. “Took you long enough,” I sigh. “You’re fucking related,” Kai spews.
HAHAHAH
“You remember that, don’t you? Before she came into our lives and left it in shambles.”
Whoaaaa
The queen’s eyes widen on me. “If that is true, then the king died thinking that you…” “That I was his greatest failure?” His Ordinary. His weakness. His death. Even powerless, I killed him.
“So I can exchange resources laced with the Plague.”
Whut????
Either way, what started as something meant to offer our armies a defense turned into a kingdom-wide Plague.”
This was my father’s doom—the truth of our Plague.
Perhaps I should have listened more closely when my father muttered about the Ordinary disease being bullshit. Perhaps he knew that the king was only attempting to right the wrongs of a defective Plague. Adam Gray died because the king couldn’t risk his people knowing the truth of their flaws.
“It is a gift. Brother”—Kitt lifts his arms as though awaiting an embrace—“together,
Wooow... Just like his father.
For you, a death sentence.” My face pales. “But you just wouldn’t die,” he says softly. “The bandits, the crew, the Wielder in that Pit—none of them could rid you from our lives. And that was fine, because I was going to let this next dose of Plague take you on its own terms.”
What. The. Fuck. The TWIST
“Kitt, think about what you are saying,” Kai warns.
I LOVE HIM
“You’re… sick, Kitt. You know this isn’t right.”
SO sick
Duty. Desire. Loyalty. Love. Like always, he strains to hold on to both. But his grip is slipping, and a cruel reality is setting in. One cannot have both.
“I can love more than one person, Kitt.” “But I cannot,” he whispers.
For us. No one has ever loved me like you. I need you to make me whole again. You, Kai.
Such strange love.
I took a dose of the Plague.
Oh dear
I steal moments with Kai whenever I am able.
Like??????
“We are all just shadows of what we believe to be true.”
“And you are forever my undoing, Paedyn Gray.” My knee meets the cobblestone, and her mouth opens in a gasp.
Now the sight of that familiar ring is freeing. I can see the flood of relief washing over her features, because Kitt Azer—the boy she cared so deeply for—did not hate her in the end.
“Your Majesty, it’s bad luck to see—” “Bad luck is far less concerning than Pae is with an empty stomach and a dagger in hand.” Annoyingly, my lips twitch into a smile. “If you’re afraid of me, Azer, just say so.” Kai’s voice is touched with awe on the other side of my door. “You know I would be a fool not to be, darling.” I have to plant my feet to keep from running to him.
When she stops before me, I nearly fall to my knees.
A small body tumbles from the maze of crop to scurry toward us. That shock of gray hair blows around her face, obscuring the excitement displayed there.
*sobbing*
Kitt often shouts into the void, pleads his case to this shunning afterlife. But it gives no answer. Death does not return.
Well this was depressing
