LOGINHELENA I had heard the truth about my mother before, but never like this. Never from the mouth of the woman who helped destroy her. I stood there surrounded by the dead, watching the king cry like the boy he once had been and for the first time. I understood something. He had lost his father, and I had lost my mother.But our families had not suffered separately.They had been connected from the beginning. The Queen Dowager looked at me, and I looked back at her. “I don’t regret anything, I still believe my action kept this kingdom safe.” She averted her gaze and looked at her son kneeling in front of her. “You might wish I was never your mother. But I don’t regret having you.” she looked at him for a moment before continuing.“It took me two years to find out who killed my husband. During that time, I dealt with the sudden deaths in the palace. but I never stopped looking for the person responsible.”She extended her hand as if she wanted to touch him. the king recoiled as if her v
KING Hearing that old ghost talking about my father got my insides cold. My father didn’t die the way the kingdom believed he did. I had spent most of my life convincing myself that I had buried that truth a long time ago. Apparently, I was wrong. Again. I shook my head with a mocking smile playing on my lips.My head hanging low in shame. I always blamed mother for everything that went wrong in my life. because of her personality and the kind of person she was. It was easy to shift the blame on her. Now I realized that I was only a coward hiding behind his mother’s skirts. I was no better than her.I was only better at pretending to be good. The old ghost stood in front of me, his dead eyes fixed on mine and for the first time in decades, I felt like the frightened boy I had been on the night of my father’s death. Nobody spoke, not Julian, not Mark or even Helena. They were all waiting for me to answer.But I needed something before answering, a nod, a step forward, anything from ei
MARK I have never seen so many dead people standing on one place. I was close to pissing my pants just standing there. Everyone else seemed unbothered to be standing with dead people but I was scared out of my mind. The living and the dead should not mix. It was unheard of and I was done acting like I wasn’t affected. My brother had seen the battlefield and many dead people, but I doubted he had seen so many at once. But I understood why he wasn’t affected. My sister-in-law, well, she was connected to them. they were there because of her. not that I blamed her, but I wished she could just give them what they want and send them off. If I weren’t the one who promised safety a few hours ago, I would have disappeared from that crowd a long time ago. But now I couldn’t. I was forced to stand there with dead people a few feet away from me. if that wasn’t torture, I didn’t know what was. Somehow though, them seeing there didn’t seem like the worst part of this thing.It felt like only the
JULIAN I was so ashamed I wanted to hide. Our shame was too great and our crimes even greater. Most importantly. I wondered if I even deserved my wife. Earning her forgiveness was something I felt I had no right to anymore. It pained me to see how she got hurt while I was away. But what broke me was the fact that my family destroyed hers. From her mother and now her. What we owed her; we wouldn’t be able to repay in this lifetime. The Queen Dowager stepped forward. She was not innocent in all of this but today, she stood in front like a spoke’s person for the innocent. Didn’t death exempt her from her crimes? The moment she stepped forward. Everyone moved away from her. She looked at Helena and then as me. “She is right.” The courtyard fell silent. The Queen Dowager looked toward the dead. “They are here because the kingdom must remember.” It sounded ironic coming from her. Did she remember what she did to her mother. To her. I looked at my wife. “What happens now?” Father asked a
KINGThe bells had stopped ringing. I stood at the palace entrance watching the guards running from one side of the courtyard to the other. Nobody knew what to do anymore. Orders were being shouted, but nobody seemed to know who to listen to. then the first scream came from outside. “They are here!”My heart stopped. I didn’t ask who, I didn’t need to, I knew the dead had reached the palace. father’s mess was not as great; mine was greater than anything in the history of this kingdom. My mess had brought the dead to my door.I stepped forward and the moment I saw them, my legs almost gave out.Hundreds of them with my mother leading. She just couldn’t stay dead, could she? They were walking through the palace gates. Not running, not attacking just walking. Somehow, that was even more terrifying. Their clothes were clean; they had not been buried. Their families had cleaned and dressed them
JULIANWhen Mark and I rushed to the gate, what we saw was not what I was expecting. I had expected to see the dead as the guard reported. That I saw but I never thought I would see my wife controlling them. The Queen Dowager said they were not her army, that she was not controlling them. But I heard seen them obey her word and stopped.The Dowager had said called them witnesses. But to what? I was curious to know but at the cost of my wife’s safety, I wanted to take her home. Currently, she was confused and needed safety more than the circus. “Witnesses to what?” Helena asked. “To what was done.”The words echoed through the darkness; I looked toward the palace. Helena’s fire grew around her, getting brighter. Suddenly an image appeared in the sky. Yan laughing as she was dragged by her air to the cold palace. The chains she had ordered. The empty bowl, the water she begged for only for it to be spilled on the ground. The cold concrete floor. Her body laying there, me carrying her
HELENA Sunrays seeped through the cracks in the wooden walls. It didn’t feel like morning. It felt like survival continued. I woke slowly, my body stiff in ways that made every breath feel like a reminder of what had happened. For a moment, I didn’t move. I didn’t think. Just lay there, staring at
HELENAHe was back, panic flared. Should I run? stupid thought. Where would I go? How far could I get with a broken body and no strength? Begging? Maybe that would work. He was alone now. That had to mean something. He had lied for me. Maybe, just maybe he meant to help. I looked up at him, searchi
HELENAPain surged through my body as I tried to sit up and get myself off the ground. The pain was sharp and sudden. Chasing away the last traces of weakness I had. Along with it, the hope of survival. In my condition, it didn’t matter what I did. I couldn’t fight my way through what was coming. I
HELENA I thought I could go on after that. But I didn’t even take five steps before my body refused to cooperate. I looked back, I was already far from the palace, it wouldn’t hurt to rest. I spotted bushes not far from the road. I slowly walked there, dragging my throbbing foot. When I got to the







