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Ten years ago, at the end of the war, 2 children realized that their lives will never be the same again, ever.

The night was swallowed in a pit of flames, consuming all that was left of the broken city.

June sat at the bottom of the steps leading out to the palace entrance. Her short orange curls tumbled over her shoulders as she bent down, playing with her hair. She let out a contented sigh, glad that the worst part was now over.

Normally, she wouldn't dare enter the Queen's Palace without permission. Not even the fact that she was the minister's daughter could grant her that privilege.

"But there's no one left to scold me for it." She thought as she smiled giddily.

So June waited there, impatient and bored, when finally a rush of footsteps announced the incoming prince. The doors opened with a bang, and in stormed the young, black haired boy. He was panting, breathless, his face and clothes covered in soot. It was as if he'd just walked out of a burning building, barely making it outside. The silver tattoo on the right side of the prince's face that proved he was of royal birth was barely visible.

June jumped up happily and was about to call his name, rush up, and embrace him. But something about the look in his eyes made her stop right in her tracks. Oh, how desperately she wanted him to pat her on the head, tell her she'd done well, and how proud he was of her. Then they would both run far away together and get married and live in a castle! But that was all in her head.

His highness didn't look very happy. His face was masked with shock, disbelief, and fear. The tainted wine dripping out from the fallen glass reached his shoes as if trying to creep up and consume him. He screamed, a terrible, blood curdling scream. It was as if at that moment, his brain was finally able to grasp the situation and properly respond to it. It became obvious that it had been the poison.

Taking a few shaky steps forward, his legs gave away and the prince dropped to his knees, clutching his chest, the hot tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Everyone...everyone's gone." The prince stuttered. "Everything's destroyed. All of it! The peace that you worked so hard for...it's not fair!" He wailed. "What do I do now? You're not going to leave me too, are you, mommy?"

The prince reached out to hold the hand of the deceased Queen. How peaceful and relaxed she looked, compared to the last 4 months. The war had taken it's toll on the once powerful Queen. Now, if it weren't for her way too pale skin, you'd think she were finally able to get some rest.

"You said you'd protect me! So. Why. Aren't. You. Answering me! I'm scared, mommy. I don't know what to do without you."

June, who had been standing frozen in the shadows this entire time watching, was just so puzzled and frightened. She couldn't understand why this was happening. He was suppose to be happy. Happy to be alive, happy to have her with him, happy that they could get away from this boring life and start anew. Why was he making such a big deal out of the Queen's death?

She never liked the Queen. Always trying to act so nice and caring, covering up her real feelings. It always felt like she was looked down upon and laughed and talked about behind her back.

I'll never be good enough for her son.

So when those strange men with pointy ears suggested a way to get rid of her, she was delighted. Especially when they convinced June that they would spare the prince, as long as she went away with him and didn't ever come back. But now the prince was sad. She had made him sad.

"But sacrifices have to be made. Even I understand that." June thought. "I didn't do anything wrong, it's all so we can be together."

She didn't know how to face him and turned to leave. The prince, who had grown oddly silent, heard her footsteps and cried, "Who's there?" A short figure that he did not notice before was standing at the side of the room.

"Did you do this?" He confronted her. "Why? Why would you want to destroy so many people's lives like this? Everything's gone! The city is collapsing. The humans are retreating. Are you happy now? We lost!" The prince screamed. A fresh wave of tears began to fall.

June doesn't know what to think. He's yelling at her and she doesn't really get what he's talking and going on and on about.

I just need to escape for now. After he's calmed down, I'll come back and say I'm sorry for whatever he's mad at. Yes, that's what I'll do.

She tried to comfort herself with those thoughts. June quickly runs away, away from the scary prince and his threatening words.

"What, you're not going to kill me as well? Now your running away? You...you'll realize the huge mistake you've just made, letting me go. I'll find you someday and make you regret you even stepped foot in the human kingdom!"

June wonders to herself, "How did it turn out like this? Why!? Why is he so mad at me? It's because of me that he was spared from the massacre. Don't be angry. I only did it to protect you."