Kingdom of Hearts by Anonymous (best ereader for manga .txt) 📖

mouth partially open.
“Yes, despite my wishes. I don't know it's yours, but who am I to blame if my husband is out in the ocean where he should not be, and I am already upset over two of my children disappearing?”
“Blame. That is the wrong word. Perhaps a little harsh for such a beautiful thing.”His smile was so wide.
“It might be his you know. It could be Tyson's.” His smile faded.
“You think I do not know that? How could I possibly neglect that? I just hate that he has six children with you and now, even as a memory, he is taking what should be mine.”
“He is not a memory! He is alive and he will come home, to his seventh child.”
“This...is...not...his! He can not take you, my life with you, and my child with you as well!”
“How can he take what was not yours? You are taking what is his. You are the one stealing!”
“No, you are. You stole both of our hearts and your simply playing an eenie meanie miny mo game with them.”
“Games. Your right, now quit being a player and I will have to stop playing.”
“Oh, yeah, so I can be the only one whose life you ruined!”
“I will have to live with this! Tyson isn't just going to forget about this whole thing.”
“I had a wife, a son, and I traded that in for you. And the only sacrifice he made was you, to save his children. If I had done the same thing, eventually, we all would have been happy, but you weren't, so you ruined everyone's, including your own, life. What a terrible life! You have the deciding hand, you pushed him into the castle, you threw him out, you pulled me away from my family, to be pushed into yours, and you throw away everything now to do it again! You should probably make up your mind, before Tyson does for you.” He walked away. She stayed to watch Semra sleep, but retired to her bedroom with the next day, the next week, the next month, and possibly the next year without her husband, without her oldest, and her youngest sons, on her mind.


“Sydan! Sydan! Come away from there!” Soturin raced to the ledge to pull Sydan down from the railing, It had been six months since they had left Kafke. “Sydan, it is dangerous up there. I do not wish to lose a brother the way of my father...our father. Please, please, Sydan, do not ever do that again, do you promise?”
“I pomise.” He had not yet completely developed a good speaking habit.
“Do not be sad. I'm not angry, you scared me, okay? But it is all over now.” He ran his fingers through his dusty brown hair. “So what do you say I have the cook make you some soup? Or would you prefer a sandwich?” Sydan shrugged his shoulders. “What about both?” He shook his head ferociously. “Alright both it is.” Soturin watched over Sydan as his father did him. He was baking Sydan a cake with some ice cream for his birthday which was in two days time. “How is your sandwich?”
“I like it, thank you, Soturin.”
“No problem, so we are docking in a few days would there be anything you want?”
“Can I go with you?”
“Sure, but on one condition, you stay by my side. You do not wander off, absolutely no wandering, if you want something you tell me.”
“Okay, Soturin.”


“No! No! Mitchell!” His blood pooled on the tile before her his faded black hair turning deep crimson. As she stared deep into the red a familiar face appeared behind her his brown hair somewhat uncut from being gone for a couple months.
“Tyson?” But when she turned around to find Tyson was not anywhere, she looked again and found her son, Soturin, his eyes closed and his eyebrows creased with something...was it sadness? She turned around to find the same scene, just not red with the blood, she was still concerned about the emotion his eyebrows held, but at the moment his eyes opened she knew the crease was pain as his eyes were red and bled like a waterfall of red tears.
“Soturin?” He lifted his hand to point behind her. She turned to see her husband Tyson, she didn't look at him long, she was too concerned about Soturin.
“The death of a loved one, would signify so much hatred for one of the men you love, your choice may kill them both. Or they wouldn't have to die, but you must choose your ticket to the crown...” He looked down to the blood stained hands she never looked at, and he was holding her baby girl, Semra, it didn't seem like her, though, she was shaped differently. “...or Mitchell or Tyson, but one of them dies and another two pay the consequences. What do you choose?” He walked to the window turned around and he closed his eyes and reopened to the brown eyes he inherited from his mother, he mouthed the words “I love you” and fell back.
“No! Soturin, I know my choice. Soturin come back! I choose Mitchell! Please!” Her eyes turned red as she cried the waterfall of red tears.

“Elanor? Wake up.”
“Mitchell?”
“Yes, I am here.” He grabbed her hand and helped her sit up.
“Mitchell, I am sorry.”
“There's nothing to be sorry for.”
“Yes, there is. I am going to have to kill you.”
“What?”
“Mitchell, I have a choice to make and that choice involves your death.”
“No. Elanor you have destroyed us, you do not need to threaten me. I am gone! I just came to apologize for yelling at you yesterday, and I heard you crying and screaming in your sleep, so I woke you up, I am going back to Mira, she and Jakob are moving with me to Tesat in the east.”
“No, Mitchell you do not understand! I am killing you, because if you live either Tyson or Semra dies. Your life is forfeit.”
“You make no sense!”
“Do as your queen commands! You will die by beheading at midday.”
“You are no longer my queen, you have no control over me.”
“Yes, I do.” She snapped her fingers and two men grabbed Mitchell and tied him to a chair. “You will die by beheading at midday.”
“No! You cannot do this! You loved me once, just let me go back to Mira and Jakob. Please, Elanor!”
“I cannot let you go to kill my daughter and Tyson in the mix.”
“You never seemed to care about Tyson until I got rid of him, and your stupid little son drags his little brother out to find him.”
“I cared about him before, I just never knew what I had until I lost it. I thought I was doing best by my sons and my daughter more than anything, but I see now, that everything I did was selfish and cruel. I have become what Tyson had tried to protect me from becoming. I have made a mistake. And I will let Tyson punish me for that, but not until I get rid of you and accept the consequences for it.”
She walked down to the office and wrote something on two sheets of her finest paper. She came back to the room.
“You are playing a dangerous game. Jakob will never let this go. Mira will tell him of the father who was manipulated into loving the queen, who in the end, she might add, murdered him in cold blood.”
“No. I have written a letter to her from you. She will receive the letter and forget about you in time. She will move on and maybe go to Tesat without her dear Mitchell, the second place king.”
“She would never believe that. She will look for me and understand I never wrote that.”
“You do not believe that! You know she will believe that letter and the truth I created in it.”
“What did you tell her?”
“Oh, nothing. I just told her about how Mitchell Carson no longer needs her or her son and how she should take Jakob to Tesat without you. I cannot have Mira and your son snooping around your death. And Mira already knows about your beheading. She knows about your crime, too.”
“Crime? Heaven forbid I be beheaded without fake reason. What crime have I not done that you accuse me of?”
“Why you planned and went through with the, attempted or otherwise, murder of Tyson Chide, king of Kafke.”
“Ah, you needed someone to blame for Tyson's disappearance, and it works out perfect for you to murder me with.”
“Of course. I also taped this to remember this moment forever.”
“The moment you decided to murder me?”
“Keep mentioning murder, getting multiple strings of emotion for the mixer I will show the public will make it more realistic.
“A mixer? You are going to show...”
“Your confession.” She interrupted.
“Confession?”
“Yes, the confession of a mad man who wanted me all to himself, and went to murder to gain my love, not that I had asked you, you just knew that with Tyson in my life I would never want you.”
“Silly me.”
“Of course I searched into the death of Tyson, one night you told me that you had known that Tyson would never leave me and you took matters into your own hands, when I asked you what you meant by that you said that you had taken Tyson far away from here and left him there to die.”
“Oh, my what did you do after I told you that I, Mitchell Carson, murdered your husband almost at least. I mean it was an attempt, you did try to find him didn't you? You, his wife, did try to find him alive or dead and bring him back?” He gasped imitatively. “No, the queen, our queen after finding out that I had left your husband to die, stayed in her castle not trying to find her beloved, the love of her life, knowing he may still be alive.” She laughed.
“Of course I searched for him, at least sent my sons out to find him while I kept Kafke with a leader. My son will lie to protect me. He will tell the public that I had sent him out, teary eyed over losing my husband and now losing my eldest and youngest sons, to find Tyson and bring him home.”
“Why would your son lie after you chose me over him? Why would he do anything to protect you? You breath the lie, and he shall shout the truth.”
“My son will lie for me, because I have faith that Tyson will come home alive and Soturin will do anything to protect his father.”
“You are not right for his father!”
“Still delusional that I will wake up and decide that you are the one I need?”
“No. I know that you are absolutely no good for Tyson, that he is too good for you, that is why he is still alive on that island. I told him that you sent me to do that, at first he didn't believe me, but then I told him that you loved the both of us and that you thought I was good for the crown, so it was a whole game you were playing. I left him with everything he needed to survive until Soturin decided it was time to find him. I told him Soturin would be there to find him, and by that time I would have the life that I had always wanted. All I wanted was a month with you, and he could have you back, we all know what happened then. Soturin