Their Plea

Ira's Pov

"It feels like I have been weak for eternity,

been betrayed a million times,

and lost all those I loved.

My heart is weary, consumed by infinite sorrow.

When will it end?"

I whisper the song while sitting in a dark, empty room, but a soothing voice wakes me from my slamber.

"Dear, it's over now. You have us," King Adon's voice wakes me.

I fell asleep and leaned on his shoulder? I must have been really tired. It's not even a comfortable position and we no longer have that disgusting bond.

"You talk in your sleep," the angel says as I sit upright.

I actually sang out loud? That's embarassing. But it's not like I am some royal pricess. Ordinary people have flaws.

"I'm sorry if I bothered you. I won't fall asleep on you again," I say, gazing away from all of their beautiful faces.

Mine must be looking horrible now, and I am sure my loose ponytail looks even worse.

"It was actually cute when you spoke in your sleep. It's the first time you have been honest about how you feel