Zachary Alternate Ending

The forest trees were like long brown sticks of cinnamon cloaking the running kid’s vision of view. Swish went the grass and the fallen leaves of the cinnamon sticks. Violent harps and heaving breaths shattered the silence of the sinking forest, the trees fluttered depressingly behind them.
The two finally reached an endpoint into a vast, snowy field of nothingness surrounded by lengthy trees. A droopy brown stony house stood in the middle. Zach slowed down, taken back with an extreme rush of nostalgia. What was this?
“Zach this kind of looks like…”
“My house….” Zach whispered lowly, drenching himself in the realization.
The broken-down door to the house swung open with a woman appearing in the entry way. The woman was young looking, but very tired. A white cotton dress draped her frail, willowy
The two monarchs, stood apart, shocked at each other’s responses.
The queen looked back at her heir sympathetically, “He’s safe here! Away from you, you don’t even want him. He needs a father not a dictator!”
The king’s face screamed red with anger, he marched his way closer to the child, who ran back into the coven hiding from the monster like man. Zach felt an urge of selflessness emerging through him, he ran behind the king, pushing him, “Hey she said leave the boy alone! LEAVE!”
The king stopped in his tracks and the queen stood frozen.
The king turned to Zach and looked him in the eyes, fire was there, and it stung Zach’s soul. Just a little. But standing up to the face of misery was bound to burn, Zach was going to be resilient this time.
“Leave. Nobody wants you here, and you know it! You’re a miserable old king. Go.”
The king pulled out an edged sword and stamped it into Zach’s chest, right below his heart. The king didn’t even hesitate, that was the scariest part. But that was reality, wasn’t