Lucas.
He helps me up as Emerald just stands there, dumbfounded.
"I need her blood," Themis gasps out.
Emerald punches me.
Stinging pain in my nose makes black dots appear in front of my eyes, my sword clatters against the ground.
"Can we go now?"
I stare at Emerald. Almost being killed multiple times didn't hurt as much as this.
I am not angry.
Just hurt. Terribly hurt.
She doesn't meet my eyes.
"Mom, please. Can we go now?" Her voice breaks.
Lucas takes a step forward, his fingers clenched into a fist.
I hold him back.
"Not that. I need a sacrifice."
Death.
Why doesn't it sound so bad?
Emerald's mouth hangs open.
"Wha- what? I didn't know we were gonna kill her?!"
" Emerald, please. Did she save you? No. I did. Know where you loyalty lies."
"Em, they showed me your body. He told me you were dead. He pushed me into war without giving me time to grieve. I am sorry. I am so sorry."
Her eyes dart between Themis and me.
"I can't kill my sister, your majesty."
She takes a step back, still not meeting my eyes.
My shoulders relax slightly. Slightly.
"Your father was right. You're good for nothing."
She grimaces and my hurt turns back into rage.
"She's not the problem, Themis. You are. And Kayan. You ruined our childhood, our memories. Our lives."
My voice is bitter. Years of pent of frustration with my parents, life, people. The wounds on my back start hurting all of a sudden.
My chest burns, eyes sting.
She uncovers Emerald's sword and at this point, I don't care anymore.
"Do it." The words escape almost involuntarily.
"No! ." Lucas steps in front of me.
"I have no use for you, Luke."
He stands in front of me, guarding me with himself.
The slash of a sword, my sword, I stepped in front of Lucas even though he tried to pull me back, someone yelled, Themis screamed, "NO" and a body fell in front of me.
We all stood there in silence.
Themis fell to her knees.
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The Queen Of Eternity
FantasyUNDER HEAVY EDITING Love. That's a strong word. It breaks you into a million pieces yet somehow manages to put you back together. Power. Self explanatory, isn't it? Who doesn't want power? But power makes you do things that seem psychopathic until y...
