(;-; Get ready for feels. So this one is very short but as these are just drabbles and one-shots, it made sense to add it since it is Sif/Fandral. So written for the prompt: Someone comes to you and tells you that Fandral has died.)

Broken

Sif stared at the ground, her eyes searching, trying to process what she was hearing.

"I'm sorry." said the guard with a nod as he left the room.

She looked up and watched him leave, it seemed surreal. Her world crumbling before her. She felt nothing, heard nothing, saw nothing. A pain so intense filled her entire body and soul. Her heart felt broken in two. Why had she never shared her feelings with him? Why had she been so scared and never pursued him?

Why did it hurt so much?

She leaned against the wall and slide down to the floor as her heart collapsed within her, the sadness too terrible to bear. It ached her heart far more than anything she had ever felt. It felt like something had been ripped from her, like a part of herself had died along with him.

She was a woman renown for never being broken and here she was, completely broken. Never to hear his voice again, never to have the playful banter they shared, never to feel his touch, see the mirth in his eyes…gone.

Her body convulsed with sobs, her tears blinding her to the world before her, never-ending, as the pain truly never would cease.