Love Letters IIIV

{A Second Father's Goodbye}

Amon stood before Ten Archons.

He cut them down like they were nothing.

Because to him?

They were... Almost.

But he wasn't stronger than poison.

As Emir stood to thank him, Amon coughed blood.

Right. He was poisoned. The same poison that killed Longshot.

A final hail mary by one of the ten.

It seemed that even Amon had limits.

He fell to one knee, his face unreadable.

And then, with a quiet voice, he spoke his last words:

"Don't pity me... death with dignity is better than a life of humiliation."

Then, he was gone.

...

The funeral was simple.

No grand speeches. No eulogies.

Just a grave. Just silence.

Emir stood before it long after everyone had left.

Only he and Lyra remained.

She hesitated before speaking.

"Are you… are you alright?"

Emir swallowed a sob.

"Yeah, I'm fine."