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EPILOGUE: UNITED AT LAST
~ANASTASIA~
“What do you think Queen Elphaba is going to do to her?”
“I don’t fucking know. She has such a kind heart. I bet she doesn’t want to torture another woman.”
“Some are saying they used to date.”
“Eh? No way.”
“That’s what they keep saying. They had a whole crew name involving some Skull gang. Elphasia or something. I overheard an elder speak about it.”
“Well, she’s fucked now. So many innocent wolves died because of that vile bitch. She deserves whatever she gets.”
“She’s probably going to pull the crazy card and say she didn’t know she was possessed or some shit.”
“Someone was saying the magic she’d used was tainted. Could it have fucked with her mind?”
“Excuses. Whether it was mental health bullshit or her magic feeding her lies, she’s fucked. If it wasn’t because a good chunk of High Council members are dealing with some craziness happening in a Syndicate somewhere, they would have been gathered by now.”
“Right. Talk about bad timing.”
“Are you two done talking shit?”
“Ah! General. Sorry!”
My eyes lowered to the palms of my hands, staring at their trembling state while my lids felt far too heavy to keep open.
Funny enough, they were right about Elphaba being far too kind. If it was any other ruler, I’d be dead before the entire supernatural community for pure amusement.
The thought made me smile, even as tears spilled down my cheeks that wouldn’t heal for a while. Unlike Elphaba, I wasn’t a hybrid. I’d relied on my magic for everything, never thinking a day would come when I wouldn’t have a droplet of its powerful nectar.
I tried to touch the collar around my neck and flinched at the immense pain it delivered to the raw flesh. It made me barely giggle, the sound unable to come out of my throat. My voice had given up on me since being thrown into this cell, just like my body, which weighed like a ton of bricks.
My conviction was simply lost, the drive that pushed me all these years suddenly dissolved as I truly began to realize the wrong I’d done to far too many people.
Common sense was trickling in, just like the memories I’d wished to forget.
What I’d thought was my life story was so far from it. I wondered why I’d fucked it all up.
Elphaba had been right. I’d loved her as dearly as she’d loved me, but then I was forced into marriage, and that was when things went downhill.
Forced to make a heir…a male heir who would rise to the throne, only to have twins, which angered him severely. He abused me for being a weak woman, for not wanting to delve into the dark fae magic bestowed upon me…but when I needed help from Elphaba, I saw that she’d moved forward. Had a child…a heir to her empire with Roberto De Luca. Rob…he used to care about me, too. Just like Aegis. The joyous Fae and ruler of flames.
We’d once been friends.
No. We were far more than that.
I had been surrounded by so much love. We were all expanding in our worlds, wishing to build empires and have children who would grow and have a place to be free and not judged the way we were.
The path had been so bright —so beautiful —and then…it was gone.
Because I walked away from it all.
To think I’d morphed into someone so sinister. So consumed by pain and hatred that I’d even forgotten my own roots.
It was embarrassing confronting it in the hollows of this cell, knowing my end would be imminent. I wouldn’t even be able to properly apologize for all the main I’d caused. How do you say “sorry” for killing so many people?
