a court of sea and separation (hyunjin)
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pov: merman!hyunjin x human!oc(fem)
Word Count: 3.4k
genre: angst, hurt/comfort, gentle love story, friends to lovers, forbidden love, mermaid au, acotar au, spring court au
warnings: implied main character death, implied parental death, difficult relationship with father, war; nothing described in detail
a/n: Ahhhh I'm so sorry that it's been so long!! :( I got the inspiration for Hyunjin's story today and wrote the entire thing lol. I hope you enjoy it! A quick warning though, this fic does not have a happy ending for Hyunjin... Feel free to check out the masterlist for more information about this series and for a quick synopsis of this story. There is also information about the others that are (hopefully) coming soon!
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Lazy waves lapped along the boulder Hyunjin was perched behind. The light of the full moon sparkled on the waves, casting rippled reflections on the surface of the sea.
Hyunjin had been coming to this place for months. Now that the long, brutal war had finally ended, the waters of his home were no longer filled with battleships and blood. Hyunjin could finally return to the surface again, the place he felt most happy. His fellow merfolk never understood his obsession with the surface. They all thought the green-tailed boy was strange for caring about life above water. Not only did they think he was peculiar, but they avoided Hyunjin like the plague. The punishments for those found with ill intentions in their time above water, or heavens forbid in love with another not of their kind, were harsh.
He had given up living in tandem with how a merman was supposed to live. Hyunjin was much more intrigued with his explorations of life on land. He had swam up rivers to watch the fae, amazed at how some could lift from the ground in flight with wings twice the size of his own tail. The woodland creatures of the Spring Court, the land that bordered his home waters, were just as magical as he was to them, if they ever were to see him. Hyunjin had become an expert at keeping his presence concealed.
However, a creature he had never seen before sat on a boulder on the beach he peered at. The being had a facial structure similar to his own and that of the fae. Hyunjin inched away from the boulder, keeping everything but his eyes under the water.
The creature looked like some of the fae, but they did not have the same grandeur that the fae of the Spring Court carried themselves with. No, this creature carried themselves with their back hunched, knees pulled to their chest, and their face buried in their knees.
The being suddenly lifted their head and looked out at the ocean. Hyunjin ducked under the water, fearful that the creature saw him. When they didn’t move, Hyunjin peeked above the water again, pushing his blond locks from his eyes.
This is a human, Hyunjin realized, gazing upon the face of the girl. His eyes widened. He had never seen a human before. He studied her curiously, noting every feature. Her face was round, but her cheeks were hollow from hunger. Her eyes were a vibrant green color, a stark contrast to the redness in them. He noticed how closely her eyes resembled the color of his tail, making his heart thump with wonder. Tears dripped down the girl’s cheeks one by one, falling onto the rock beneath her. The girl wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her tattered shirt, the cloth smudged with dirt and what appeared to be blood.
Suddenly, the girl let out a scream, high-pitched and full of anger. It rang across the calm waters, traveling past Hyunjin and into the eastern horizon. Hyunjin could only stare at the girl as she stood from the boulder and limped up the beach. She dragged her feet tiredly, stumbling on the hill that hid the Spring Court on the other side.
He instinctively reached out for her, retracting his hand when he realized that his gesture could do nothing for the weeping human. Hyunjin watched her leave curiously, wishing he could ask the beautiful girl what her name was.
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The girl returned to the boulder each night since the first, and Hyunjin to his place concealed behind another. He watched the girl, Hyacinth, as her sister called her, come to the sea looking more exhausted each day.
“I can’t wait for the Summer Solstice,” Rose, who Hyunjin had learned is Hyacinth’s younger sister, said, clasping her hands in delight.
Hyacinth bowed her head, not giving her sister a reply.
“Our first night of freedom since the war,” Rose gushed.
“I don’t think I’ll go to the party,” Hyacinth said.
Hyunjin blushed, her melodic, soft voice always making him react in such a way. Even when she spoke sadly, he felt drawn to whatever she had to say from the lovely tones her voice emitted.
“Why ever not?” Rose inquired. She looked toward her sister curiously.
“I can’t,” Hyacinth began, pausing to collect her thoughts as she so often did. “I can’t participate in something of theirs. I want nothing to do with their evil kind.”
“But imagine the gowns! And the food! You couldn’t enjoy it just for one night?”
Hyacinth shook her head, the hair gathered on top of her head swaying. “That’s exactly it, Rose. They will let us have fun, be free, for only one night. After the sun rises, we are suddenly prisoners again. I don’t want a taste of their happiness for such a high price.”
Rose sighed, splashing her feet gently in the ocean. “I understand.”
“I’m sure you and Grace will have lots of fun,” Hyacinth said with a gentle smile. “I’ll be here, as I always am.”
The younger sister smiled. “We will. I’ll even bring a dessert for you if I can.”
Hyacinth laughed, making Hyunjin smile widely under the surface. “Alright. But don’t risk it for me.”
Hyunjin watched as she gazed up at the moon, almost to its fullest point, then back at the ocean, looking directly over him. He almost brought his hand up to wave, but the sisters stood and walked up the hilly beach to wherever they went on the other side.
Hyunjin dove under the waves, swimming toward his home. His mind turned furiously as he dove deeper and deeper into the dark waters.
A full moon falling on the Summer Solstice was a rare occasion. It had only happened a few times in his lifetime. His mother had taught him that this combination was a magical one, bringing the most unlikely of powers together.
Perhaps this cosmic alignment was a sign. Perhaps it could be the night Hyunjin finally revealed himself to this human girl he had grown ever fond of.
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The next night, when the moon was almost at its highest point in the sky, Hyunjin swam up to the surface, flipping his emerald tail he took extra care to clean in his morning wash. He placed his hands on the wet boulder he always hid behind, peeking around it to see Hyacinth sitting in her usual place. Hyunjin noticed that her hair was braided, flowers of her name peeking from the strands. He couldn’t help the smile that graced his face but noticed one was missing from hers.
Hyunjin took a deep breath, calling upon the magic of the Summer Solstice to help him not ruin his one chance to speak with Hyacinth. He pushed himself higher onto the boulder, only making his head and shoulders visible to her.
After a few moments, she sensed his presence, looking toward him. Hyacinth squinted her eyes.
“He…hello?” she stuttered. “Who’s there?”
Hyunjin lifted himself higher, now perching on top of the rock. He did not yet reveal his tail.
“Who are you?” Hyacinth asked, her voice laced with worry.
Hyunjin gulped. It was now or never. “My name is Hyunjin.”
“What do you want from me?” she asked, fearfully backing away from him. A few petals fell from her hair and into the sea.
“What? No! No, nothing at all,” he replied, confused at why she was reacting so nervously. He didn’t think he looked intimidating.
Hyunjin dove into the sea and swam until he could sit in the shallow water near her. He popped up above the water, appearing much closer to her than he expected to be. Now nervous himself, he backed away a bit to give them both space.
Hyacinth’s breath hitched when she saw him. She continued to move away from him.
“Wait, Hyacinth!” Hyunjin said as she got up to run away from him. “Please don’t leave!” He couldn’t let her leave. Not this quickly!
She paused, turning toward him. “How do you know my name?” she commanded, pressing her hands into her sides to stop them from shaking.
Hyunjin watched her hands tremble with fear anyway. Slowly, he swam toward her. He leaned against a rock, revealing his green tail to her. He saw Hyacinth’s features change from confusion to fear.
“I won’t hurt you,” he said, holding his hands out gently to show that he was harmless. “I promise.”
“How do you know my name?” she asked once again.
Hyunjin cleared his throat. “I live just below these waters,” he said, gesturing out toward his home under the horizon.
“You’re a… merman,” she breathed in realization, staring intensely at his shimmering tail.
Hyunjin nodded. “Yes. I have been visiting the shore for a while now, ever since the war ended.”
Hyacinth only blinked at him. “I’ll give you anything you need,” she said, retracting into fear once again. “Just please don’t harm my sister.”
“I don’t need anything, I swear,” Hyunjin replied. “I just wanted to talk to you.”
He bowed his head. He should have listened to his elders and their warnings about humans. They hate merfolk. Merfolk hates them. He should have known better to believe Hyacinth was any different.
There was a pause of silence between them, the only sound the soft crash of the waves along the beach.
“I thought all the creatures of this place were evil,” she whispered, truly looking at him for the first time.
When their eyes met, Hyunjin felt his heart leap. She was even more beautiful than he had observed her to be. Her eyes reflected a soul that was pure as a mountain spring, kinder than the most gentle breeze, and stronger than a thousand warriors.
“My kind can be cruel, yes,” he said, swimming closer toward her. “But,” he gulped, “I’m not like them.”
“How can I be sure of this?” Hyacinth asked. Her eyes bore into his.
Hyunjin extended his hand to her, and reluctantly, Hyacinth took it. He placed his other hand on hers, holding her calloused hand gently between the smooth skin of his own.
“You have my word. I have no ill intentions against you, nor have I ever. What I’m looking for is…” he trailed off, wondering what exactly he was looking for. Someone to talk with? Someone who could understand why he was away from his kind as much as he could be? Someone who would listen to his musings of the world?
“A friend,” he concluded, squeezing Hyacinth’s now chilly hand.
She sat still for a moment, looking at their interlocked hands.
“Okay,” she eventually replied. “A friend.” She squeezed Hyunjin’s hand, making his heart leap with joy. He wished he could keep her here longer, but the moon was past its halfway point in the sky, and she always left before it dipped too low.
“Will I see you here tomorrow?” Hyunjin asked boldly, knowing he would be at the shore regardless of her answer.
Hyacinth nodded. “You will.” With her words, she let go of his hand and stood. Hyacinth plucked a flower from her hair, setting it in Hyunjin’s outstretched palm. “Happy Summer Solstice, Hyunjin,” she said.
Hyunjin watched as she walked over the hill, in awe of her beauty and his own bravery. Once she was out of his sight, he let out a cry of glee, and dove under the water, happier than he had been in a millennia.
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Hyunjin and Hyacinth’s relationship blossomed as the months changed. They learned all of each other’s stories. Hyunjin was fascinated with Hyacinth’s human life, and Hyacinth with the fact that Hyunjin had been alive longer than the war that had raged for hundreds of years.
Hyunjin told her all about his life as a merman. He told her stories of his mother, born with a uniquely colored tail that was passed down to him. He told her of how she was outcasted by the other merfolk for her differences, leading her and him to a life of solitude. He even told her the tale of her tragic death, which he had never told another soul. Hyacinth had grabbed his hand at the brutality of the story, listening as salty tears he hadn’t cried in years fell down his clammy cheeks.
Hyacinth had told him how she had gotten to the Spring Court. She lived on the other side of the Wall, in the Human Realm, before being captured as a civilian prisoner and brought to the Spring Court with her family. She told him of her small cottage just beyond the hill that he couldn’t see past, and the horrible fae family who ruled the farmlands she worked on. Hyunjin soaked in every word she said, feeling his heart break for her at the tragedy bestowed upon her life.
Their nightly meetings went as such; light conversations always turned to more serious, emotional topics. Neither Hyunjin nor Hyacinth minded. The more they got to know about each other, the closer together they grew.
Hyunjin tucked a stray piece of hair behind Hyacinths’ ear. She turned and smiled at him, mumbling a quick thank you as she drew circles in the water on the boulder. He sucked in a deep breath, desperately needing a dip in the ocean to clear his lungs. But, he couldn’t leave her now, not when the stars were reflecting off the green of her eyes that so closely matched his tail.
“I can tell you’re thinking about something,” Hyunjin said, gently placing his hand next to hers. He blushed as their pinky fingers touched.
“I’m embarrassed to say what it is,” she admitted, smoothing her mud-stained skirt.
“You can tell me,” Hyunjin replied, giving her his softest, most reassuring smile.
Hyacinth replied with a grin of her own, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “I was thinking about what will happen when I grow old and you stay the same way you’ve always been.”
“What do you mean?”
“My life moves so much quicker than yours, Hyunjin,” she began, crossing her ankles. “Would you still want to be… friends… with me when I’m… old?” Hyacinth blushed as her words stumbled upon one another.
Hyunjin laced his fingers through hers, which she accepted willingly. “Hyacinth,” he breathed. “You’ll always have me. I don’t care how ‘old’ you are. I’m not ever going to leave you.”
Hyacinth gazed at him, her bottom lip quivering. “I don’t think I could bear this life without you. You are my dearest friend, Hyunjin.”
He brought his hand to hers and kissed her slender fingers, making Hyacinth’s eyes widen with surprise. “And you are mine.”
Hyunjin opened his mouth to speak again but was interrupted by the force of water filling his dry lungs and the bump of his head against the boulder. He cradled his head in one hand, dizzy from the impact. He opened his eyes to see two mermen he was not expecting.
“Father?” he stammered, staring at the merman treading next to the leader of his underwater society.
“How long have you been conspiring with humans?” he asked, practically growling at his son.
“What? No, it’s not what it looks like…”
“I don’t care, Hyunjin,” the leader intervened, gripping tightly to his arm. His father held on to his other.
“You know the punishment for interacting with that kind,” his father said.
Hyunjin trembled. He knew. He knew too well after what had happened with his mother.
“You’re just like her,” he spat. Hyunjin struggled in the mermen’s grasp, becoming angrier with each word spoken. “And you will pay, just as she did.”
“Stop!” Hyunjin flapped his tail furiously, attempting to reach the surface. He looked upward, seeing Hyacinth’s rippled reflection peering into the water.
“First, I will deal with the girl. Then, I will deal with you.” The leader released his grip on Hyunjin, pushing him backward. His father grabbed his other arm, holding him tightly with his strength.
“No!” Hyunjin cried. “Stop!” He yelled with the force of a hurricane. The merman turned toward him, his piercing blue eyes staring into Wren.
“If you let me say goodbye, and leave her unharmed, I will go with you willingly.” His heart sank to his tail as the leader’s gaze hardened. The merman looked to his father, who gave no verbal reply.
“As this is your last wish,” he began, swimming toward Hyunjin instead of the surface. “I will grant it.”
Hyunjin’s lips trembled. It was truly his last wish. He never thought his time with Hyacinth would have been cut so short. As he had finally found his other half in the world above, he was reminded of how cruel his own could be. No amount of hiding or distancing from the other merfolk could have saved him. Just like his mother.
His father released his grip on Hyunjin. He swam quickly to the surface, knowing both mermen were close behind him. He jumped out of the ocean but was not able to sit by Hyacinth on the boulder, for his fate locked him in the water.
“What happened?” Hyacinth said, anxious tears streaming down her cheeks. She grasped Hyunjin’s face, rubbing his cheek with her thumb.
“I have to go now,” he whispered, bringing his hand to caress her face. Just as he had imagined, her skin was as soft as the leaves of kelp.
“What? Why, Hyunjin?” Her breath quickened, her chest rising and falling.
Hyunjin leaned closer to her. “I’ll always be with you, Hyacinth. Thank you for everything you’ve taught me.” His eyes welled with tears, but he pushed them away. He needed to see her clearly this one last time.
“You can’t leave me,” she cried, seeming to realize what was happening. Hyunjin had told her about his mother. Surely, she had seen the commotion through the water. “How can I help you stay?” A sob escaped her lips.
Hyunjin felt himself being tugged into the water, losing his grip on her face.
“Hyunjin!” Hyacinth screamed, grabbing onto his arm. She pulled him toward her, holding onto him for dear life.
With all of his strength, Hyunjin held onto her arm as together they defiled the strength of his father. Once he was above the surface, Hyunjin wrapped his other arm around her shoulders as she touched his face. He brushed away a tear that slipped from her eye.
“I love you, Hyacinth,” he breathed, looking into her kind eyes one final time.
“And I love you, Hyunjin,” she whimpered, leaning into him.
He grasped her tightly, then loosened his grip as he started to feel the currents overpowering their combined strength. He wouldn’t let her fall into the dangerous water, too. Hyunjin brushed his fingers along her cheek, preparing to let go of her.
As quickly as he had let go, he saw his hand outstretched toward the air above, Hyacinth’s hand reaching toward his own, lingering above the surface.
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Hyacinth
I have sat on this boulder for decades. I stare out at the sea each night, wondering when he may return to me. He promised me once that he would always be with me. I can still hear his voice, soothing like the calm tide, drifting across the breeze if I listen hard enough.
He is especially talkative tonight, even making me laugh with a joke about how I haven’t aged a day. The wind whistles back in reply, making me wonder if I had even heard his voice at all. I cast my doubts aside, though. I know he hasn’t truly left me since the day he disappeared beneath the surface of the sea.
I stand from the ancient boulder, wobbling on my thin legs that seem to feel just as ancient. I know my time is coming, and I fear it is coming soon. My mind refuses to believe it, but I know better than to listen to all it says. My heart knows.
The sea also seems to know, for a lovely melody suddenly sounds over the previously quiet waves. I close my eyes and listen to the familiar voice that I had lost so long ago.
“Don’t worry, Hyacinth,” the voice calls, wrapping around my body. I am suddenly filled with warmth, though I am shivering on the outside. “I’ll always be with you,” he says.
His voice makes me smile. I open my eyes, taking what I know will be my last look at this place so sacred to me.
“I’ll see you soon, Hyunjin,” I whisper to the waves. Taking one last deep breath of salty air, I turn and head for the cottage just over the hill. I know that the next time I gaze upon the sea that separates me from him, I will be one with it.
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a court of sunshine and sacrifice (felix)
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pov: fae!oc(fem) x fae!felix
word count: 1.6k
genre: angst, sad, forbidden love, acotar au, day court au, fae au
warnings: main character death, violence (choking)
a/n: I fear this is another fic without a happy ending... but I do like the way it turned out. :) Hopefully, you do as well! This fic is from the perspective of Helene, the love interest of the story. Feel free to check out the masterlist for more information about this series and for a quick synopsis of this story. There is also information about the others that are coming soon!
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No one had ever embodied the sun like Felix had. At least, these were Helene’s thoughts that plagued her at every waking moment. She thought of nothing but the famous golden heir to the Day Court as she swept the floors of his family’s palace.
Her hand brushed over a portrait of the royal family, smiling softly at the watercolors. The glimmering young boy stood proudly between his two parents, all the epitome of beauty. She had seen this portrait at least a thousand times, but it never failed to make her smile.
Helene, the daughter of two lesser faes, had known no other home but the palace. Her parents had spent their whole lives serving the High Lord and his family, and she was expected to do the same. Helene didn’t mind this; at least she would get to serve the most handsome, powerful fae of her generation, and perhaps even of those to come.
“Daydreaming again?” her good friend Luz asked, dusting the window next to the portrait.
“Is it obvious?” Helene blushed, wiping dirty hands on her apron.
Luz smiled at her. “It always is.”
Helene sighed and returned to her cleaning duties. She couldn’t help but gaze at the portrait in the heir’s study as she wiped the table under it. Felix’s golden hair stood out against the blue clothing his family was wearing. He looked to be about ten years old. The artist had even captured the freckles that dotted his rosy cheeks, making Helene grin.
Helene remembered having to clean his toys they were both children. She had wished she could play with them as well; and one time in an act of rebellion, she did.
She remembered that day clearly. Her mother and father were in different parts of the castle, and it had just been Felix’s birthday. He had received a shiny new set of animal figurines. There were horses (her favorite), rabbits, bears, birds, and so much more. Helene couldn’t help but take one of the horses through the miniature trees and villages, pretending she was riding through the court she hadn’t been privileged to see.
She also clearly remembered Felix returning from dinner with his family, catching her playing with his new toys. Instead of running to tell his parents, as young Helene assumed he would, he had asked her to play with her. They took the animals on a journey through the Day Court, with Felix deciding where they may go, of course. She hadn’t ever played with him again, but she cherished the hour they spent together.
Helene snapped her attention back to reality. She looked around the study. Luz had left her to finish cleaning elsewhere in the castle, and Helene was left to tidy up Felix’s study alone. She glanced at the clock, noticing almost an hour had passed. She was now behind on her duties. Helene cursed her overactive memory and began to clean. Felix would be back to his study soon, and as a servant, she was not allowed to be seen.
She hurriedly cleaned the remaining windows, brushing every crack and crevice until they shined. She watched the clock dutifully. Another hour passed, and Felix had still not returned.
“Hm,” Helene hummed to herself. Felix was always in his study by seven, and he was never late. Her stomach twisted at the thought. Something wasn’t right.
Helene brushed her hands on her apron and opened the door, peeking into the hallway. Surprisingly, not a soul was in sight. Helene held her breath and peeked even further down the hallway. She listened for voices and footsteps but didn’t hear a thing.
Perhaps everyone finished early, she mused, returning to the study and latching the door behind her. Her work was far from over; she still needed to sweep the floor. Helene listened to the swish of the broom as she worked.
A few moments later, she stopped, her body going still. She held her breath once more. Voices drifted up through the floorboards. These weren’t just voices, but screams.
She jumped backward as the door to the study flung open. Felix ran into the room and closed it behind him.
Helene, frozen in place, began to profusely apologize for making herself visible.
“No, no, there’s no time,” Felix said frantically. He flung the fur rug in the middle of his study to the side, revealing a hidden trap door. “Help me open it,” he commanded, his voice heavy with worry.
Helene dropped the broom and ran to his side, understanding his urgency.
“One, two, three,” he counted. Felix and Helene lifted the heavy doors with all their might. The voices became louder as they came down the hallway.
“Who is it, My Lord?” Helene asked, forgetting the proper way to speak to Felix with her head bowed. Rather, she looked into his frightened brown eyes, her own mirroring his.
“Hybern,” he whispered. “They’ve come for me.”
Helene gasped, clamping a hand over her mouth. She had heard the rumors, but never thought they would come true. The rival nation wanted the Day Court for themselves. Rather, they wanted the intelligent, powerful heir who they say can heal almost any wound and light any fire in a matter of moments.
As the voices approached, Helene held the door for Felix as he climbed into the secret passageway below his study. She could hear the pounding of footsteps just a few doorways away.
He held his hand up to her. “Join me, please,” he said, fingers stretching toward her.
She shook her head. She was a mere servant. Helene knew she was not worthy enough to follow him into his hiding place. She wouldn’t waste precious time filing down the ladder and latching the door.
“Please, Helene,” Felix begged.
Tears sprang to her eyes at the mention of her name on his lips. She badly, so badly, wanted to disappear into the passageway. There was nothing she wanted more than to run away with him. It was all she had been dreaming about for years.
But, the voices were almost to the door. She couldn’t let them find him.
“There is no time, My Lord,” she whimpered. Helene had to ignore the anguish on his face as she closed the secret door. She flung the rug over it, trapping Felix below.
Helene picked up her broom just as a band of Hybern soldiers burst into the room. They looked shocked to see only a servant in Felix’s study. She dropped the broom, cowering in fear.
“Where is he, servant?” one of the fae howled, making Helene tremble.
“I… I do not know, sir,” she replied, choking on her tears.
The fae soldier pushed her to her knees.
“I asked, where is the heir?” The man gripped Helene’s golden curls, bringing her face to meet his.
She whimpered at the pain, but it did not hurt nearly as badly as leaving Felix had.
“I do not know,” she cried, clenching her teeth.
At her response, another fae slapped her across the cheek, sending her crashing to the floor. Helene could taste the blood in her mouth, but she ignored it. She sat on her elbows, weak from the fall.
“I will give you one more chance,” the fae questioning her said.
Helene felt the power around her before she felt the pain. The fae’s magic wrapped around her neck, lifting her from the ground. The fae held her in the air high above the wooden floorboards. Helene’s hands clawed at her neck as the magic wrapped around her tighter.
“Where is the son of the Day Court?” he bellowed, clenching his fist.
Helene’s vision blurred as the tightness became unbearable.
“Answer me, peasant!”
She tried to breathe, just enough to mutter her reply.
“I,” she choked. Helene dared herself to look the fae in the eyes. “I do not… know.”
With a scream of rage, the fae twisted his hand. Helene felt the air leave her before her eyes fluttered shut. She could no longer see. She felt her body drop to the floor. She felt a blinding, warm light erupt around her. She heard anguished screams. The sound of retreating footsteps and falling bodies rocked the floorboards she lay upon.
Helene felt something, or someone, lift her body from the ground. She fell limply into someone’s arms. Their warmth astonished her, and if she could have moved, she would have nestled into them more.
“Helene? Helene!”
She tried to inhale, but failed, instead only shaking from the lack of air. She knew it was Felix, though his voice was becoming fainter. She could see the golden outline of his figure through her dark vision. She felt a hand touch her face. She attempted to reach out to the golden figure, feeling his hand take hers and hold them on his cheeks. They were wet, no doubt with tears.
“They went too far,” Felix cried, grasping Helene’s hand. “I can’t… I can’t save you.” A sob escaped his lips.
Helene figured this was the case. She felt her life string being pulled into a singular thread from the moment the Hybern fae’s magic wrapped around her.
“It’s… alright,” she whispered, wondering if the words even got out of her lips.
“No, no,” he said, leaning his head to hers.
Helene felt his golden hair brush against her skin as the string was pulled tighter. She smiled, the best she could, and sat quietly in his warmth for a moment. Helene soaked up the sun that radiated from him.
“I love you, Felix,” she whispered, each word causing more pain in her chest. She felt a gentle kiss on her forehead, making her smile even wider. “I always have,” she finished, taking her final, shallow breath before feeling the thread snap and Felix’s warmth escape her.
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