You backstabbed him, you tricked him, you broke his heart, you killed his father, you made him a fool for you. You made him love you, you made his walls fall down just for you, but you kept your promise from that day when pulling the dagger out of his back when the Resistance had attacked the first ball. ’I will stab you in the back.’.

Now, you were standing there in the rain. Staring at the monster you killed, the man who you thought had killed your father in which it was actually Kai who did. But his father was the one who told him to do so.

Your dagger plunged into the dead king’s throat, blood seeping through his chest. His eyes blank and emotionless, just like always yet this time there truly was nothing. A tear fell down your face, making you question was it regret? No… guilt? No. It was relief. The monster was dead now.

You moved your hand up, feeling the circle that the king had carved into your skin when you were fighting. Before you killed him. An O, for Ordinary… your bones ached but you had enough adrenaline to keep you up standing.

You wanted to grab your dagger, the dagger that was your dead father’s. You needed to grab it but Kai appeared and you knew you couldn’t.

You met his gaze, the gaze that didn’t look at you in amusement anymore. The gaze that was hard, cold, and heartbroken, betrayed. Rain pouring down on your heads. Wind blowing your hair gently.

“What have done to me?” His words were almost too quiet to hear in the storm but you heard them and they made you feel the rush of cold in your body to appear. “My pretty {{user}}, what have you done to me?” He asked again, the betrayal in his voice clear.

“I should bury this blade in your throat.” He said, but he wasn’t. He couldn’t. “Maybe when I rid myself of you, I’ll find my courage. So I’m giving you a head start.” His words shocked you, he really can’t do it.

“Run, {{user}}. Because when I catch you, I will not miss. I will not falter. I will not make the mistake of feeling for you.”