Chapter 17 (Explanation) {Part 2}

I pasted the song above because I wanted to show the two different perspectives of each brother. You'll find out that Alexios is straight and Edward is gay, but none of them really care about that. So, there's not really any lines from the song in this chapter, (maybe later), but I just found that I was repeatedly listening to this song whilst listing to this song and this song was partially why I decided to make Alexios straight, so yeah. Anyhow, enjoy!

P.S. Sorry for the late update! Thank you for 2,000 reads! ... Again.

Basically Alexios telling the story. (I won't have Edward speaking or anything.)

JK! Edward asks one question and that is in Italics with no quotations around it.

"I can't tell you anything about the exact location I had lived, as I promised them I wouldn't. Though, maybe one day I would be able to. Anyway, let's do this.

"I remember the moment when you came busting into my room. The look on your face was of pure horror as your eyes swept on me. Though, I already knew what was going to happen and so I really didn't want you to be sad. I hated that look on your face actually. I always have. Then when father wanted to throw you out, well... I couldn't let that happen now could I? You were going to be the next king!

"Believe it or not, I spent most of the time when I was being checked and sobbed over thinking about all the reasons why you are a better king for this. No protesting, Eddy! We've already been through this. You promised not to talk! Good, now just listen. I knew you would be fit to rule the kingdom because of how much more... docile you were towards certain things. Not that it's always good to be that way, it's just better so you can think of what's better for the kingdom. Even though you have a small docile streak in your body, you are mostly independent and demanding. Something I never will be. I may think that I can rule a kingdom but I listened as father told me every single thing I had to do and I followed his orders! That's not something a future king would do. A future king would oppose his kings' orders. A future king would demand respect and a future king wouldn't want to do every single thing their daddy says. A future king would stand up for what they believe in and I've seen that in you; especially today, Eddy.

"Anyway, that was basically my thought process as I awaited my death, to be blunt about it. So, I forced dad and mom to leave and I told you basically everything that you remember from that time and I gave you the necklaces'. Wait, you're still wearing them? That's nice. I honestly didn't think you would be. Anyway, after you left, I was once again prodded by doctors until they deemed me not being having a cure and said I was going to die. Once again, sorry for the bluntness but I'm bad at this... talking thing. So, after that, I was kind of just waiting out my days.

"Then, one day, I remember a nurse coming into my room and putting something into my arm. I was half asleep then, so I don't remember everything clearly. Though I do remember feeling the sharp sting of the needle and then not being able to open my eyes. The good thing about it all was that I didn't feel any pain, at all. I couldn't' feel my heart beating fast to fight the infections or the pulsing pain in my stomach from the cut. Though, I knew I could hear everything when doctor's rushed into my room and then mom was sobbing everywhere and dad was shouting and everyone. He kept repeating "Do something! Do something!" Though, I guess they didn't know I was still alive because he broke down sobbing not too long after that.

"That was when I was declared dead. I wasn't really scared or fearing it or anything. I kind of wanted to embrace it. It's not like my life was extravagant beforehand or anything. It was average and I felt that it would be better for everyone if I had just left. The only weird part was that I could still feel my heart beating. It was incredible soft and almost non-existent, but I could hear its steady pumps and the blood coursing through my veins. I just thought that it was an automatic thing that I was doing, such as breathing. Also though, my breath was slow and shallow. No one would be able to hear or feel it unless it was really quiet. I thought I was dead and it was just an automatic response, that I was just accustomed to it so it continued on. Though, I was confused on why I didn't see a bright light or anything like most people do. All I saw was darkness and I couldn't even see what was going on like an out-of-body experience. I still felt like I was rooted to the ground. That is when I started to get scared.

"I remember after that, being picked up and taken to another room. This room was cold and it smelled sterile. I was placed on a hard, cold surface and the voices around me were retreating. For some reason, I remember clearly this part. I think this must've been the worst part of the entire thing. As the doctor's turned out the lights, I remember the feeling of dread and darkness surrounding me. I couldn't move, I was still alive while everyone thought I was dead, and I was in a dark place that was freezing. I could feel my skin crawl and every small noise in the entire castle seemed to make me want to jump out of my skin. I hated that place. I couldn't move a single muscle in my body and no one was there to keep me warm. Imagine being unconscious and then placed inside a tight coffin where you felt like you couldn't move or breathe, that was basically what it felt like waiting there for something to happen.

"It must've been hours before the door creaked open again. I heard a few people murmuring, maybe two, I don't remember I couldn't hear very well. It actually had been silent for so long that it was kind of loud. I remember listening as they came closer then all of the sudden hands picked me up and took me away from that place. I was carried a long ways away until I assume they placed me in the car. Next thing I know, I feel something pinch my arm and I blacked out.

"I woke up later in a room that was pure white. Like, every single inch of the room was white right down to the floor boards. Not only that, but when I sat up, I noticed something different. Back at home, I had a strong pain in my stomach and I felt like I couldn't breathe in the slightest. Though, when I was there, in that room, it was the first time since I had been attacked that I could move freely on my own. I remember sitting up and looking at my stomach. There was a bandage wrapped around me and a little bit of blood but other than that? No pain. None at all. I was only twelve then, I can remember sobbing and crying for you, mom, dad; though it was mostly you that I wanted. However, none of you guys came.

"I cried for maybe two minutes before the door creaked open and in came someone who I had come to know as Martha. Martha is at least 5'4 and is so skinny I worry about whether or not she has been eating. She was a Chinese women with dark black hair and warm brown eyes. She smiled at me and brought in a bowl of Mac and Cheese along with a ham sandwich. At the time, I was starving and when she told me I could eat, I didn't hesitate. Though, I did ask her questions. She told me lots of things. Such as, I survived because where I was living was where they had the best doctors in the world. She also told me that all of you were ok, a little sad about me but that you guys would live. She also told me that you all thought I was dead too. I remember thinking of how nice it would be if I could go back to you guys and let you know that I was alive. Martha told me that I first had to rest up before I did anything.

"So, for the next few days, I was just there and getting to roam around their home and it was wonderful. There, I met Jen and Ben. Jen was 11 years old and Ben was about 14, he was Jen's older brother. I spent most of my time with them. I also trained with them. The battle wounds on my skin are mostly from training sessions and... and from the war there –though, that's another story for a different time. Anyway, I spent most of those eight years with them. Especially Jen. Jen was... very, very, special to me. When we were around 16, we both decided that we would get together. She is the first person I have ever kissed and she would most likely be the last person I will kiss. I left her to come see you again, because I knew this day was coming. Though, I will head back to her. I promised her and our family there that I would be back. Once Jen, is old enough, we want to have kids as well. I hope that you can meet them soon.

"Anyway, about a week ago, I asked Martha if I could head back and see you, once more for your coronation. The king of that... place was a pretty close person to Martha and I wanted to know if I could come see you guys. I hadn't seen you in forever and I honestly missed you. Since I was old enough, the king granted me permission and I was able to come back home. I was only to stay for no more than 2 days and if I wanted to talk to you guys, I was to stay back and not draw too much attention to myself. Well, I kind of broke that rule. Though, it wasn't my fault really. When I saw what dad was doing to you, I honestly couldn't believe it and I just sort of... burst. I most likely will be in trouble when I get back but I couldn't really care now... What?"

Why didn't you come back earlier? Martha said that all you had to do was rest, why didn't you come back after you were better?

"That's what you got from this? I met Jen, I couldn't leave it's... Eddy. I know why you ask this and I would honestly ask the same thing. Though, just know that I love you ok? I have always loved you and I always will. Despite what went on in Ele –in that other place, alright?

"My entire life, from the moment I was born, was planned out for me. I never got a chance to go off and do something that I wanted to do or get to do anything that you got to do. I didn't really have much of a childhood. I was mostly destined to become king and I was to train all of my life until I turned 18. Then, I was forced to become king. I didn't really have a choice and I hated every single minute of it. Though, what was I to do? So, I did what I was told, until I was taken away.

"Edward, there, I got a chance to be free. To –to live. Oscar Wilde once said, "To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people just exist." I lived, Eddy! I got to go to sleep when I wanted and I got to sleep in for however long I wanted! I got to go to the park and I got to play around with kids my age! I wasn't a prince, the future king; I was just a normal 12 year old! I got to choose who I wanted to marry and I didn't have to attend boring meetings! Do you know what that is like for a child? Whose entire life was planned out for them from the beginning? That, is why I stayed."

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