“Love can be deadly love can be cruel, and the ones you truly care about can leave you in an instant with just pain and suffering, Love can be all those things, but it can also set you free and make you the happiest person in the world. Bringing you a joyous choir of happy times that out way the bad.” This speech by Amelia Andell I thought was a half-truth that never really added up, but I lied to myself always about the first part and only kept the second half in heart.

The man I love went off to a useless war that and did not even ask me his best friend my opinion and this war was for nothing but a selfish political gain for the selfish king. Yet, my family still served him and his twisted logic for an endless number of years never seeing how useless he was to his country. John's family served him as well just as clueless as the rest. We've known each other since we were little children. Often enough, we would pull pranks on any and everyone(we were little tyrants). Twas quite funny when we pulled pranks on my elder brother especially, he would chase us around and try to tickle us. I believe I started to fall in love with John then, he’d always try to protect me from him saying corny lines like “I’ll be your knight Julianna” or “let me be your shield Julianna” he was charming as a child. When he was old enough, he went away to war without saying a word. For 4 years I waited for him to return, reading and keeping away from all who wanted to marry me. I read in my lonely tower, making poetry and waiting to see my lovely John again.

At last, that will not be true I will never get to see my lovely John but at least he will get to see my first and last words that I will write to him and that may not be enough for me but as long as he reads it I’ll be happy all the same. Even if he may not feel the same way, as long as I can get these words out I will be free knowing that I do not regret anything.

The letter is but a simple poem I wrote myself.

You’re saying something, but I can’t hear a word or noise.

You’re crying, but I don’t know why.

And I can’t move to comfort you or reach out my arm to hold your hand.

All I can do is sit there and watch you cry.

I try to tell you to stop crying, but I can’t speak.

And without even knowing I start to cry with you.

I feel my chest start to slow.

And my eyes start to close.

With all my strength and courage, I work up a smile and finally say my first and last words.

“I love you.”

Since I can remember you’ve always loved to fight and would always pick fights with the neighboring children. I would always gasp at your unmatched strength. That’s probably why you joined the military and became a general with direct orders from the emperor. While staying undercover being the emperor’s right hand. I was just fine acting as your subordinate, as long as I got to see you I was happy.

And with all your fame you slowly forgot me, but I still served you all the same because you were still you, or at least you were.

When we went to war with the neighboring kingdom. All the bloodshed was too much for either side to withhold. So you devised a plan, some of us would steal some of the opposer’s uniforms and act like them so we could obtain their war strategy. The rest would stay and prepare to fight.

I was in the different half of this operation I was a scout to see where they were on the battle field, and report it to the emperor. For a few weeks I watched the other side of the war and came up with a plan of my own I decided to go under cover and retrieve information for his majesty. After a few years of fighting and blood loss, the war was finally over with minimal damage on are side and great loss on the other. We have finally won!! I was the only one that stayed on the opposers side, well the only one that was left at their defenses.

[Allied forces view]

“GENERAL OVER HERE!!!” One of my soldiers yelled in my direction. I run fast in his direction. “What is it Montez.” I drop to his level as he points at a soldier of the opposing side. “Is that the last of them?” He nods to respond to my question. I will finish them off, I sign to him. He nods again. I draw my sword and slowly approach.

[ opposing side (spy for allied forces) view]

“I really need to get back to the emperor and tell him about my success in infiltration and our success in wining this long war.” I sigh in relief. I look down at the bloodied field and feel a moment of sadness and loss. “Goodbye old fiends rest in pea…”

A man is standing in front of me holding out a sword with no end in sight. I realize in whom had this endless sword, and where the swords end may be. “I GOT YOU, YOU DISGUSTING FERNILIAN!!” He said with the most malicious emphasis and hatred in his eyes. I couldn’t help but smile and fall deeper into the sword that lay in my chest. I groan from the pain that slowly gets stronger it I continue to fall. Hugging him and embracing the sword. “ I’ve been waiting for you Beasty.” The smile on my face can’t help but get bigger even with the pain now befalling me. “GET OFF ME YOU CRAZY WOMAN!!!” He kicks me off of him and the sword and I fall facing the sky with a gasp that releases blood from the wound and my mouth. I felt another sharp pain go through my chest and I looked up and smiled “goodbye general beasty.” I whispered and fall into the endless sleep know as death.

[ allied forces view]

“General are you okay did the Fernilian do anything to you.” I look down at the dead woman smiling up at me. “I am fine just finishing off the trash that was left is all. We should report to the emperor that the war is over and that Velronia has won.” I tell him and he runs off, but I don’t care for I was going through what that woman said to me “Beasty?” The only person whom has said that to me was Rosie… How did this woman even know my nickname. Maybe I should look. I slowly kneel down to take off the woman’s hood, when I reveal the woman’s face I start to cry. “ I——I… What have I done?” The smiling face of the woman that I once called trash and disgusting belonged to my childhood friend and the woman I loved deeply Rosie. I had just killed the woman I loved.

[Montez’s view]

“General, General!!” When I finally got to the spot that the General was her was holding the woman the he killed not saying a word. “ General why are you holding that Fernilian woman?” I ask him but he doesn’t respond, he just picks up the dead woman and walks toward the first line of defense with his head down. On that very same day the General was hung for killing the kings first class knight Rosie Alex.

To my dearest one’s , I’m sorry for betraying your trust knowing that you may not forgive me, and but I had to do what I thought was going to protect you no matter what you may think of me in the end. I left this note so I can explain what I have done, and why. The reason I killed the king was because he wanted to kill you. You may not believe me but it is fine with me. The king was only using us for power and strength, for we believed in him with out the slightest of a doubt. I only figured this out because of the conversation he was having with is generals. He said, “We need to get rid Duke Klines family in order to have most of royal power back.” Only with him saying that did I know that he was playing to get rid of us. I to could not believe it myself, that someone we loved and believed in would do this to us. We were only ever loyal to him and yet he wants to get rid from of us. So I poisoned him with the tea I served him at are estate and took the blame. Now since he doesn’t have a heir to the throne. You my lovely family are now in charge. I know when I’m at the gallows you all will be watching me with disgust in you eyes

as they prepare the rope. I’m fine with dying as long as you are safe from harm, my job is complete. Please be happy all of you.

With all the love in the world,

Love James.

That day a man was hanged with a smile on his face, that look the young man had on his face was the look you get when you lived your life to the fullest and completed what he needed to do, even though he was only 14. The boy looked like he was happy even living his short life. That same day the boys family received a letter, that they published to the public. It revealed how the boy killed the former king and what he had to say about it. They further commented that this traitorous scum is an example of what we don’t need in this country.

In the opinion of me the writer of the news he just looked like a kind an innocent boy who loved his family to the fullest. I know that writing this I will be considered a traitor but I don’t care what matter is getting the right story. That boy does not need to be hounded almost everyone knew that the king was going to kill them of except for them, themselves. That poor boy just wanted his family to lI’ve and if that’s a crime the kill me as well. The world needs more people like him. Bless his soul and may he forever rest in peace knowing that he did good.