LOGINJULIANThe ritual stone was worse than I remembered. Maybe it was because this time, it wasn’t a criminal there going to be bled dry. It was my wife. I stood at the entrance of the chamber, staring at the bloodstained stone in the middle of the room. the needles were already in place, sharp and shining under the torchlight. There were so many of them. too many.My stomach turned and my palms started sweating. This was where people came to die. And now my wife was walking toward it. how does a husband accept something like this? How does he watch the woman he loves bleed to death. I had never felt so useless in my life. Helena stopped beside the stone and looked at it for a long moment.She didn’t cry, she didn’t scream. She didn’t ask me or anyone else to save her. she simply looked at it. that reminded me of something the soldier said before about her mother. Her behaviour was exactly how the soldier had described her mother the day they escorted her out of the capital. I wished s
JULIAN My brother sighed nodding. He let go of my hand and I turned and walked toward my wife. I went and stood by her side. She glanced at me but didn’t say anything. I was glad. Because even if she had asked me to leave. I wouldn’t have. Not this time. it was the first time since the whole thing started; she didn’t stop me from approaching.Mark was right, she needed me there, by her side. I didn’t say a word, my presence said it all for me. I am here. she knew that and she saw me. that was enough. “Your Highness, everything is ready.” A guard came and reported. I took a deep breathing trying to steady my hands that just wouldn’t stop trembling.“Alright.” Said the seer looking between the imperial physicians and Helena. “It is time.” that was easy for him to say. It wasn’t his wife, sister or daughter going there. It was mine. I walked beside Helena through the palace corridors, every step felt like I was walking her toward her dead.‘My love, don’t leave me. please’ I repeated th
JULIAN I had never been more afraid in my entire life. not when the palace burned, not when I watched my family turn against one another. Not even when the dead came through the eastern gate. Going to war, fighting the enemy, none of it frightened me. But right now. right now, I was more scared than I had ever been in my life. Scared of one thing. Losing my wife to consequences of the past. Choices that were made before she was even born. It was indeed true what they say, the sin of the father falls on the son and the sins of the mother fall on the daughter. We were all paying for what the older generation did. But my wife was paying more than any of us combined. The ritual stone was now used for death row prisoners.People who had committed terrible crimes, people who could no longer live among society. That was what we, the new generation used it for. it had needles at every point. They puncher the wrists, back of both feet and at the back of the neck. That was the most dangerou
HELENAI couldn’t breathe. Not because I was afraid of the dead standing in the palace. not because of the guardian. Not even because I had just heard that the monsters we had been fighting were once ordinary people. It was because of my mother. All my life, I had believed she was a victim. In a away she was. The woman the royal family had betrayed.The woman they had thrown away. The woman who had suffered because of powerful people who decided her life meant nothing. and she was. She had been betrayed. Bue now I knew the rest of the story. She had been given a choice and she chose herself. I closed my eyes and asked myself. was she wrong to choose herself for once? I couldn’t blame her for wanting revenge. I understood that better than anyone. But the innocent people who died because of that choice. “Is the Calamity Star only meant to carry the weigh of the world and ignore her own pain?” I said in a low voice. “No.” Julian said, he heard me. “But innocent people died because of
SOLDIER The day Helena’s mother was banished, I thought it was over. We were told she was no longer the palace’s problem. Who knew years later the not palace problem became the kingdom’s problem. She was to be taken far away from the capital to a village where nobody knew her name and nobody would care who she had once been.That was the order, we followed it. At least, we thought we did. I was one of the soldiers sent to escort her. I remember how quiet she was during the journey. She did not shed a single tear, she didn’t beg or asked us to take her back. she simply sat inside the carriage and looked out through the small window as the palace disappeared behind us. I remember thinking that perhaps the king had been right. That sending her away was enough, that the palace would finally be peaceful. I was wrong. That peace did not last. Its elusion got shuttered in days. The first sign came three days after we left her. a messenger arrived at the village just before sunset Covered
JULIAN I stook there helplessly watching my wife break down right in front of me. nothing hurt me more than that. I wanted to hold my wife, but I didn’t. for the first time since I had known Helena. I understood that there were moments when my touch would not comfort her. This was one of them. knowing it didn’t make things easier. Instead, it made me feel useless as her husband. In her hour of need, I could do nothing but stand there and watch. Before, I thought father’s punishment were the most painful thing I had ever experience. I was wrong. Standing there watching the woman I loved with everything I had break down and did nothing. That was the most painful thing.She had just learned the truth about her mother. Somehow, the truth made everything worse. As her husband. I should have been beside her, but I couldn’t. I looked at the Queen Dowager kneeling in front of her. the woman who had once commanded an entire kingdom was now on her knees in front of the daughter of the woman
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
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







