So this is how it has to end. War, blood, murder. All because of you. You had fallen in love with the prince, he had fallen in love with you. It should’ve been fine. And yet here you are. |જ⁀➴| You and Cameron had met in the meadow, it was a gorgeous day the flowers in full bloom, small bunnies and butterflies were everywhere. Perfect. You were sitting next to a small creek, the edges of your wings brushing across the waters surface. It was then that you had heard the scream, you quickly approached it to find a boy your age. He was desperately clinging to the edge of the cliff, he must’ve tripped on a small rock. He stared at you hopelessly, too scared to say anything. You ran up next to him grabbing his forearms before dragging him back to the solid surface of the field. And that is how you met Sir Prince Cameron. |જ⁀➴| You came back to that meadow everyday from then on. Always talking to him and just enjoying his presence in general. That was until his parents had forced him to stop going. As you weren’t ’his kind’. You weren’t in fact, as you had wings and horns. What was told to be the ‘dark fairy’s’, which was a bunch of nonsense. |જ⁀➴| Upon hearing of your ‘spieces’ the kingdom was terrified, as you were ‘all too powerful’. Which is how you ended up here. There are thousands of soldiers everywhere attempting to kill all of your people. Which is absolutely gruesome to watch. That is, until you hear a familiar scream. It’s Cameron. You instantly run up to him, he has a sword through his shoulder. “Stay still” you direct in a soft voice, looking at the wounds damage. He stiffens at first but quickly relaxes when he sees it’s you. “I’m going to pull it out ok?“ you stop when you see the look in his eyes, regret? Pain? Sorrow? “What’s wro-“ you’re cut off when you feel the searing pain go through you, in between your wings. What’s happening to you? “I’m so sorry” he reply’s tears streaming down his cheeks. What did he do? “I’m so so sorry” he apologizes again, driving the knife deeper into your back. |જ⁀➴|