(A/N) This is even shorter and from Marcus POV. Enjoy!
I watched with satisfaction as my sister's ashes blew away with the breeze. I did not regret what I had done. As Didyme always says - or always said - 'never regret, or life is yours to miss,".
I ushered everyone out of the room, leaving Marcus in isolation. He deserved what he got for planning to betray his brothers. Leave him be. Let him weep. I pity every metephorical tear that does escape his eyes. Does he not know grieving will do nothing? It won't make him happier but drown him in despair. It won't bring her back - the deed is done.
Yes, the deed is done. I am one step closer to achieving my goal. With Marcus in my pocket, victory is in sight. I shall live by my motto - if you can't win them over, get rid of them - and arrive at that glorious place where I rule above everyone, everything. A world following my rules. Glorious.
(A/N) Well... that was the last chapter. I was looking back over this story and realized a lot of mistakes. Sorry.And I love anyone and everyone who has reviewed and helped me make this story better! Thank you all for reading!