Y/n scrambled back up to her feet, stumbling but running toward where Luke was laying on the floor of the throne.. eyes open, breath shallow, y/n felt more tears slipping, staining her cheeks........

''No, she muttered ''No,no,no..'' she repeated, as she kneeled down next to him, cupping his face in her palms. the tears were uncontrollable now, clouding you're vision, although she had known deep down that this was bound to happen in that room, she was only then registering..

''Luke, no, please..'' she whispers, a tear fell from her eyes to his cheek, she wiped it away. Luke managed to reach one of y/n's hand, placing his own on top.

''It's okay, love..'' Luke whispers, his voice barely above a whisper now ''im sorry..''

Y/n shook her head frantically, sobs shaking her entire body. ''no, Luke, no no..'' she repeated, as if she could undo the prophecy.

Luke's hand went lack on hers, and y/n dropped her head in defeat, resting her forehead on his, the tears never stopping, dripping on the dead Body of Luke Castellan..