Grayson I woke up in what could only be described as a hellscape. It looked almost exactly like the Black Keep, except the surrounding area was on fire, and everything smelled like smoke and sulfur. The others were nowhere to be seen. In fact, I couldn’t see anyone. “Abby? Aryk? Is anyone there?” I called out. No answer. I got up and decided to try to leave the now empty courtyard. All of the statues that were in the courtyard previously were gone, and the silence was unnerving. Just as I was about to step through the gate, I heard a voice. “Gray?” “Abby?” I saw my wife laying on the ground facing away from me. I walked over to her, wondering how she got here. “You weren’t supposed to leave me. You promised.” She whispered. “Oh Abby…” I reached out to her. “I didn’t want to leave you, my love.” “You failed her,” said the last voice I wanted to hear. Somehow, I wasn’t surprised. “Father,” I said, turning to face him. “What are you doing here?” “You failed her,” he said aga
“The king on the sea was stung by the bee. He stole her sunlight and honey. She took back her prize, and returned to her hive, as the magic man sang while the king takes a dive.” ******* Eswen Castle King Hayden stormed through the castle, cursing his luck. His idiot son had been gone for months and now his spies are saying he’s married. Even worse, he married that little whore, Abigail. How dare he disobey me! Hayden had known Abigail would be a problem. She always had been. She’d been the one to encourage Grayson all through their childhood, pushing him to learn new things and become his own person. He had been right to separate them and stop their letters. They had kept writing each other, too, for years. They’d tell each other stupid little things – how much they missed each other, how sad they were without each other. I learned they had kissed from the earliest letters – little whore – and they had started to discuss marriage. Too bad for them, plans changed. Grayson was n
Abigail I sat by the fire, just staring and holding my stomach. I couldn’t even think, I could only cry. I had found some of Grayson’s shirts and his notebook amongst our things and I clung to them as if they could save me or bring him back. The shirts still smelled like him, so they were of some comfort. They’ll be good to have when I grow too large for my own shirts. The notebook had been more of a diary for him, and it made me both happy and sad to read what he had written about his love for me, and his plans for our future. Gods, I missed him so much. I don’t know why I stopped speaking, it wasn’t a conscious decision. Nothing I said would bring Grayson back. Nothing would change the fact that the whole lifetime we had planned together was ruined in one second. One act of magic, and everything was gone. All our plans, our hopes for a family, our happiness. All gone. I didn’t want to tell the others about the baby until I had to. I wanted to be certain, because the last thin
Rose We weren't supposed to return with the same number of people we left with. We were supposed to come back with at least one more. Losing Grayson changed everything – for all of us. “Abby?” I tried to get my sister’s attention. “Abby please eat.” She shook her head. “Abby, please. For me.” She took a bite of the fish I had for her. “Thank you,” I said, relieved. It was a start. That bite was the most she’d eaten in three days. Abby was little more than a ghost. She hadn’t spoken since we left the Keep, and she’d barely eaten. It frightened me how small and scarred she had become. “How is she?” Thomas asked one night. “The same,” I answered. “Still not talking, but I have gotten her to eat a few times.” “Well, that’s an improvement, at least,” he replied. “I miss my sister,” I said softly. “We all do, Rose,” he replied sadly. “We all do.” The trip back across the Sea felt much shorter than expected. Every so often, we would see signs of the various stone creatures tha
Grayson The landscape looked familiar, at least, even if it was on fire. I figured if I headed back to Alderei in this realm, I would find a way back to Abigail. I didn’t know what else to do. All I knew was I wasn’t dead. Abigail was alive. I kept seeing traces of her everywhere, images of her almost guiding my way. One morning I saw her sitting by a fire, just staring. Another day, when the cliff where we married came into view, I saw her sitting cross-legged on the ground, wearing one of my shirts and crying. She always looked so sad. So alone. I wanted to comfort her and tell her she didn’t need to grieve me – I’m alive. I never approached her after she disappeared the first time I tried. I knew it wasn’t really her anyway – she may be gorgeous, but she didn’t actually glow in reality. These images did, not to mention I could see right through her. It was almost as if she were a beacon, lighting my way back. Every time I saw her image, I felt the light inside me grow. I worr
Catherine “What is he saying, Papa?” I asked, reaching out for my father’s hand. A bad feeling washed over me. “What prophecy?”“I don’t know, Cat,” he answered.“I know the prophecy,” Thomas looked at my father and sighed. “Sit down, and I’ll tell it to you… you too, Princess.” He looked past the rest of us.We all looked to see Abby standing there. She looked… numb. She nodded and sat down next to Rose. None of us had realized she was awake. How much had she heard?I reached over and took Rose’s hand. She smiled at me gratefully, but I could tell she was worried. I kissed her forehead and whispered, “It will all be alright, my love.”“I only know it as a short poem,” Thomas began. “If memory and my hearing serves, the prince knew at least the first part of it as a nursery rhyme – I’m fairly certain I heard him singing it to Abigail a few times while we were all falling asleep. Though I don’t think he remembered it correctly.”I looked at Abby, but she just sat there, eyes dry. R
RoseWe moved slowly as we made our way back home. The king was not the strong man he was ten years ago, and Abigail’s stomach was becoming more cumbersome. The way back seemed far more treacherous, as well, with dangers real and imagined around every corner. Every day, we fought off something: a bear, wolves, a pack of kobolds. It seemed as though something had awoken in the forest and whatever it was wanted us dead, in the worst possible way. We were constantly on edge and none of us had had a proper sleep since we left the Sea.I watched as my sister grew somehow both bigger and smaller. As the babies grew within her, she herself seemed to become less. She still hadn’t spoken a word since we left the Black Keep, though she had become more communicative through other means, and would allow others to touch her again. Despite these improvements, her sadness was killing us both.“Stupid question, I know,” Cat said one evening as she sat down next to me, “but are you okay?” I had walk
CatherineI stood up quickly, sword drawn, and stood in front of Abigail and Rose. Let the others figure out who that man was, Abigail was my responsibility, as was Rose, and I would protect them at all costs. What Rose had just told me ran through my head as I watched my father address this strange man by name. “Duke Stefan?” Father said, “What are you doing here? How did you find us?”The duke appeared shocked and embraced my father tightly, “Your Highness, to see you again, alive and well, is a blessing greater than I would have ever wished for.”Aryk bowed to the duke, appearing very confused. “My lord, to what do we owe the pleasure? You are far from home.”“I have been searching for you for many weeks, Lord Aryk,” he looked at the rest of us for the first time, but didn’t appear to find who, or what, he was looking for. “Where is my nephew? Where is Grayson?” He sounded panicked. “Dead,” said a voice I hadn’t heard in weeks. Abby stood up and walked over to the man I now knew
Six months later, they were married in a ceremony held on the lawn of her mother’s nursing home. Their mothers held hands and wept happy tears as Tony and Molly exchanged vows they had written themselves. Molly started. “Tony, you are one of the few people in this world who truly see me. You’ve always seen me as so much more than I thought I was. You’ve helped me realize my worth, and that I do have something to offer the world. Every day you make me feel like the most beautiful woman on the planet. You encourage me, you don’t just listen to me – you hear me. We have been through so much together, and I can honestly say I wouldn’t have gotten through half of it without you by my side.” She stopped to wipe away her tears, but Tony got to them first. She smiled at him. “You are better than any fairy tale or romantic hero. You have saved me in so many ways. I promise I will always be honest and upfront with you. I will always support you, and you will always be the best thing that’s ev
**Three weeks later**Molly called her mother on her way home from work, like she did every night. “Hi mom,” she said cautiously. “Hi baby girl, happy birthday!” her mom answered. It was another good day for Sarah.“You remembered!” Molly exclaimed.“I did,” she said. “There should be a package waiting for you at home, too. The nurses helped me.”“Thank you, mom,” Molly said with happy tears.“I just wanted to send my daughter something special,” Sarah said. “Not every day is your birthday.”“I still appreciate it,” Molly replied. “That’s because you’re a good girl,” Sarah said. “How’s Tony?” she asked, changing the subject. “He’s good,” she responded. “We’re both still doing therapy separately, as well as going together. It’s been really helpful. I’m going to call him later and he’s going to bring over dinner.”“That’s great, Molly.”“I know,” she replied. “I’d forgotten how much I missed just talking to him. It’s great to be able to talk to him again.”“I’m just hap
It was difficult, but they did the work. They went through therapy together and individually. Their couples’ therapist wanted them to just spend time together, not as couple or with anything sexual between them, so they could focus on building back their friendship and trust.The no sexual contact was difficult for both of them, but they stuck to what they dubbed the ‘muddy waters’ rule. They spent a lot of time together over the next three months, mostly talking, but also just sometimes sitting with each other. On Halloween, Tony brought over Horror House 3, which was the movie they saw on their first date. He also brought take out from the restaurant they had gone to that first night. Molly almost kissed him several times just because of how thoughtful it all was, but she stuck to the rule. She did allow herself to kiss his cheek, which caused him to smile and blush.They bent the rule a little when he put his arm around her and she snuggled up against him. They bent it even mor
He pulled back and looked at her. “When?” he asked, his voice cracking.She hung her head. “About two years ago. Right when we sold the house and put mom in the nursing home,” she said softly, angrily wiping away her tears. He held her hand, and listened. “I found out I was pregnant and I had been trying to tell you, but it was one thing after another,” she said waving her arm from one side to the other. “It was never a good time. The night I was finally going to tell you, I had cooked dinner and made it all nice and… you never came home. Not until it was very late, anyway, and you stank of alcohol. You said you’d been out with your coworkers celebrating a big deal.” Tony remembered that night. He had seen the set up when he came home, but had been too drunk to ask. When he’d woken up the next morning, it was gone and so was Molly. He had assumed she’d gone to work.“That morning, after I woke up I started bleeding,” she continued. “I tried to wake you but you were passed out, s
“I’m over here,” said a small voice filled with pain. It was coming from the floor on the other side of the bed.He rushed over and saw her holding her foot, her hands covered in blood. Without a word he grabbed a towel from the closet, wrapped it around her foot, picked her up, and carried her into the kitchen. He set her down on a chair before unwrapping the towel. Molly winced in pain.“What happened, Mols?” he asked gently, sitting on the floor in front of her.She sighed. “I think Orange knocked a picture frame off the dresser and it broke. I stepped on the glass.”He washed her foot off gently. “It doesn’t look that bad,” he said. “You won’t need stitches.”“Good,” she said. She was so tired. Tony could hear it in her voice. “That’s the last thing I need.”Tony cleaned her foot up and handed her a rag to wash the blood off her hands. He was quiet as he carefully bandaged her foot up. He kissed her leg and held her foot in his lap.“You broke the door,” Molly said, exhaust
“Molly?” he ventured.She was pinching the bridge of her nose, trying to hold up her towel and the journal with one hand. “Yes, Tony?”“What secret were you keeping?” he asked softly. He reached out and fixed her towel. If the towel slipped again, he wasn’t sure what he’d do. Molly was gorgeous and he missed her so much. She wouldn’t look at him. “It doesn’t matter now,” she answered. “Please don’t jump off a bridge,” he said sadly. She still wouldn’t look at him. “I’m going to put on some clothes,” she said.Before he could stop himself, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. “I don’t mind you in just a towel,” he said softly into her ear.She looked at him, confused. “Muddy waters, Tony, remember?” she said. “It’s your rule, not mine. I didn’t know you were out here or I wouldn’t have come out in my towel.”“But…” he started. “Do you want to get back together?” she asked angrily. “I…” he hesitated.“Please leave, Tony,” Molly said with tears in her eyes
A few minutes after Molly got in the shower, there was a knock at her door.“Mols?” Tony called. “Hey Molly, come on – open up.” More knocking. “Please, Mols.”Maybe she’s in the shower, he thought. He pulled out the key that Molly insisted he keep after he moved out, in case of emergency. Molly didn’t have any other family outside of her mom, so Tony was still her emergency contact. While being ignored wasn’t an emergency, he didn’t like the thought of her sitting by herself being sad. He still loved her. He had been devastated when she agreed to the breakup and didn’t even try to fight for him. He went through with the breakup because he figured she didn’t love him anymore when she didn’t fight it. They hardly saw each other due to work, even though they had lived together. They had both changed and things were different between them, but he still loved her. He knew she thought of herself as a disappointment, but he never did. The last few years dealing with her mom’s rapidly
No one paid attention to Molly Monroe. She was average. She blended into the scenery, unremarkable with her shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes, and glasses – she was every girl and no girl in particular. Only two people in this world had ever truly seen Molly Monroe – her mother and Tony.Tony Morales was her high school – and only – boyfriend. They had broken up about a year ago. The reasons were numerous. He traveled a lot for his job, her schedule was strange, and they never saw each other. The spark had disappeared. The break up had been ‘mutual’ in that he suggested breaking up and she knew she had nothing to offer him, so she let it happen. In high school, she had been the one ‘with so much potential.’ Now she was just a disappointment and going nowhere. She was sure that’s why Tony dumped her, though he was too kind to say it. At least they were still friends and he would take her calls. He didn’t just drop her after eight years of dating.God, she missed Tony. Almost a
From the diaries of Grayson of Eswen, Duke of Odel, and Lydisia. Before I write any more, I want to be clear with anyone who finds this journal: my wife is the most amazing, smart, wonderful, kind, loving, and talented person I know. I would literally not be alive today without her. I would have died in my father's attack on Alderei. I love my wife. I always have. What can you say about someone you've loved since you were five years old?My wife gave me the family I've always wanted. She birthed six beautiful children, and we lost one little soul. Little Sawyer will always be acknowledged as part of our family and will always be in our hearts. Samuel, Olivia, Theodore, Charlotte, Benjamin, and Calista. They are the six the Mother chose to stay in this world. They are our world. I will admit to be slightly more overprotective of Olivia than the others, but she was the one we almost lost to my father. My oldest girl, my baby, was almost a sacrifice. I try not to think about my fathe