Aelin
Tears cascaded of my face and fell onto the floor. No this can not be happening.
"No!" A dry scream erupted from my mouth. This is just a nightmare, this isn't real.
"Yes Aelin, yes," Her evil grin smiling down upon me mercilesly.
"You bitch!," I scream, all I want to do is to burn her alive, but I would burn out if I did.
"Oh Aelin," she laughed, "feisty as always." She pressed the knife closer, my heart is beating rapidly.
"Please don't," a whisper comes out of my mouth,"Please."
"That's right Aelin, beg. Beg for your beloved prince," she laughes again. I can feel Lysandra, Manon, Dorian and Aedion breathing behind me, chained against a wall.
"Please let him go. I. Am. Begging. You. Please." I can barely feel anything but my heart, thumping agains my chest.
"A litle louder Aelin, I don't think your audience heard you," I grunted, oh how I would love to slide my blade against her throat.
Speaking up I say again,"please, Meave, please."
Her ugly faces smirks,"as much as I love your begging and grovelling, I think I will just kill him."
'Noooo!" No, no, no, this is not happening. Meave takes the knife away from his neck and in one quick motion stabbing my life and love in the heart, ending not one but two lives. His body tobbled to the floor. I get off my knees and run to him ignoring the aching pain, nothing else matters but him.
"Aelin," He whisperes trying to hang on to the little life he had left, " I love you."
"I love you too, please don't leave me Rowan, please,"
"Goodbye, fire...heart" Gone, he was gone, taken away from me by the fates. A horible scream left my mouth and I didn't know what was happening till I saw everything in flames.
