The Tears of a Prince

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The bone breaking scream had escaped her lips, her eyes red from the tears as she cursed at the night sky, the moon her only witness. She gripped on the dirt of the grass, her expensive white dress filled with stains from the fire. 

Yes, the fire, strong and wild, danced, licking the walls of her mansion, the walls of her home, devouring the bodies of her family as she sat there helpless and watched, every single one of her memories burning to ashes. It burned hot, paralyzing her mind as she screamed and screamed until she couldn't anymore, no words coming out, no more tears to shed and like a shell she simply stared, her green eyes reflecting the deadly flames, her chest rising as she hardly breathed, hanging on for dear life as everyone she loved had burned, turned into ash and had scattered with the night wind.

Cecilia was sixteen years old when everything around her crumbled. She was only sixteen when the ground underneath her feet split in two and swallowed her into an endless abyss. She was only sixteen when she heard the screams of her father, her mother and sister pleading for mercy. She was only sixteen when her caretaker woke her up into the night and hid her in the stables, telling her to not make a sound, to save herself. She was only sixteen when the seed of hatred was planted into her pale and youthful chest. 

Only sixteen when she managed to steal a glance of the man that took everything away from her. Of the man named Arthur Avger, the crown prince of the damn monarchy. 

Cecilia was only twenty years old when she stepped into the palace, adopted by a friendly pureblood family, concealing her identity and gaining a spot in the palace as one of the queen's ladies. She was only twenty when she used her body to make Arthur notice her, she was only twenty as she made him fall for her hard, made him lose his mind. She was only twenty when she learned that the world was rotten and no one cared for her. She was only twenty when she decided that she would turn into a killer, a fighter for revenge, when her favorite color from white turned to red and her lips dripped of honey coated lies. 

Only twenty when Aleron smiled at her, only twenty when he tended his hand, drawing her from her darkness and kissing her lips, so sweetly, her savior, the only man she allowed to touch her, the only mad she didn't hate. Aleron, Aleron, the only person she did not wish to kill. 

She was only twenty one when she was forced to sit on that throne, she was only twenty one when the crown fitted perfectly on her head, heavy and cold it made her shiver. She was only twenty one when Aleron left for the first time and she, a weak woman, had to fend for herself. She was only twenty one when she realized she wasn't weak. 

She was twenty five when she had her first child, the second man she never wished to kill. She was twenty five when she looked into his blue eyes, identical to the only man she worshiped when she gripped on her crown and swore to herself, no one, no man would be able to bring her down and the flames of that night she would tame them, make them hers and she would burn whoever dared to touch them, her family, even if she lost herself in the process. 

"What did you just say?" Cecilia asked Aleron, wanting to make sure she heard well. 

"If you don't agree to break Kai's oath I will leave you, I will take my children with me and you will be all alone, again." he said and Cecilia's eyes widened. She rushed away from him, grabbing a knife that was left out on the kitchen counter and raised her arm, wanting to stab him. Aleron grabbed her arm, her eyes bloody red as she hissed at him. 

"You are exactly like your brother! Taking everything away from me. All of you, every single one of you, men, ordering me around, leaving me, killing the people I love." She said, tears swelling into her beautiful eyes and Aleron sighed. 

"I am not like my brother. I love you, I always had but I love our children too."

"And I? Do you think I do not love my children? Do you think I am some kind of cruel monster?" 

"That is not what I said! You are simply trying to protect them the wrong way because you are scared!"

"I am not scared! I will never be scared. Tell me, tell me what is it that I have to do to break Kai's curse?" she asked.

"You will do it?" 

"Tell me!" 

"You will have to cut off the hand you sealed the oath with. You have to be the one to cut it." he told her, looking at her with suspicious eyes. His wife looked at him for a second, tears running down her cheeks as she raised the sharp knife and brought it down with force, cutting her hand at the wrist. A scream escaped her lips, blood splattering everywhere as she looked at Aleron, her eyes filled with hate.

"There" She said as she dropped the knife, the metal clanking on the floor. "Protect him now, save him because you, who have been gone for so long, are such a better parent than me."

"Cecilia, we need to get your hand treated." he told her, ignoring her comment. 

"Just leave." she said. "Leave me alone."

"No we have to…"

"Leave me alone! Get away from me. I don't want to see your face. I have had enough of this. Of everything! I can't believe you actually threatened to leave me, to take everyone away with you. Just go. It's fine now isn't it? Our son is freed." she told him but Aleron had no intention of leaving. He tried to get close to her, to help her treat her wound but she didn't want him near her. 

She disappeared.. Leaving the king alone in the dark room, a knife on his feet while he looked at the blood on the broken island, he had succeeded but for some reason he also felt like he had utterly failed.