I didn’t know how I crawled back into bed that night. I was devastated and it felt like home all over again. By the time I woke up the next morning, my mood had plummeted and both Serena and Juilainna thought that what was happening was just settling down in my head. They both assumed that I was just digesting what had happened and I honestly wouldn’t have it any other way because it prevented them from asking any questions and it prevented them from trying to pry into me. They both left the room to do their chores while I remained on my bed still lost in thoughts.It wasn’t fair.It wasn’t fair that I wasn’t allowed to be half as good as my sister. It wasn’t fair that the universe had conspired to make her always better than I am no matter what I do, it wasn’t fair one bit. It was hard and unfair and most especially, it made me feel useless.It was just to marry a man, a prince and I had tried so hard, I had tried everything I could, talk sense into him, try to make him see reason, c
I waited till nightfall. It was the D-day, the day when I and Triss would meet. I was supposed to hand over every information I had gotten to her. I had slept off in Seren’s arms the night before. I didn’t think that I would be able to open up to anyone about how I had landed here but I had and while I thought it would make people look at me somehow, both Serena and Juailanna had shown me that that wasn’t the case, they were welcoming and they had both comforted me and here was a new truth that I hadn't dared to admit before.I had been really scared if the people back home even wanted me back home. I knew Uncle Stefan did and a couple of people did but I couldn’t dare imagine how everyone else would look at me.Maybe they didn’t even want to see me anymore.It was this fear that made me allow myself to be used, at least that way I would still have some usefulness. Of course I didn’t tell Serena and Julianna that my sister had gotten married to Karl. I couldn't bring myself to say it
I didn’t know when I stood up from the floor. The quiet night surrounded me as I trudged back to the back. My head was buzzing and my entire body was aching. I had cried so much that I was starting to have a headache. Triss’s words wouldn’t leave my head no matter how hard I tried.Not everyone is as useless as you are Amira.You failed so woefully and everyone had the pay the price of your failure, our family, father and our people ad I tried to fix it and yet you dare accuse me of hiding it from you.I was trying to save face for you. You should be ashamed.You couldn’t even kill the man that killed your father even though you live in the same house as he does.You are so useless sister.I bent down as more tears rolled down my cheeks. I was broken and I was hurt and I knew that Triss had been right. I had caused the death of our father, I had caused our people to suffer and yet I hadn’t even found a way to help when it came to the fact that they needed to win the war. I ad found th
THIRD POVJonathan stared at his hand as he sat on the chair burying his head in his bosom. He didn’t know why he had slapped her. He had done it out of anger, he hadn’t meant to do it and when he did it anyways, he was shocked. He stared at the floor, his subordinates staring at him, unmoving without saying a word.When the news first came that there was a spy in the kingdom, he had immediately refuted the news. It was impossible. There was a section of the royal guards whose specialization was to sniff out spies in the kingdoms and only four people in the world knew of their existence out of which one of them had died and so he was sure that nobody knew of their existence so then what spy was the letter talking about? Who sent the letter?Even though Jonathan was apprehensive, he still secretly sent his men to do a small search across the kingdom and that was when he realized that Amira was missing. When they had announced to him that she was missing, his heart dropped to his feet.
The people of the Berg kingdom erupted in applause as their soldiers trooped back into the kingdom. Their impending war with the Zadok’s had left them worried, especially with their previous history and with Zadok’s military prowess and worse the king had just woken up one morning and decided that that morning was the best time to go to war and he had gone to war. EVeryone had been worried and scared but their worry had all been for nothing.They had drawn the war and that for a spring up attack, that was the best solution they could come up with. They hadn’t lost the war and they didn’t win it as well but the Zadok kingdom was free from their power and oppression and right in front of the them, the spies they had placed in their kingdom were slaughtered in anger and while it made the soldiers blood boil, there was nothing they could do about it. This was the sacrifice their brothers in arms had made for them.Jonathan walked into the chamber with his guards behind him, he dropped his
AMIRA’S POVI laid on the floor unmoving. I was in a terrible state. I didn't even know when I was moved to another cell. My feet hurt and my hands hurt but nothing hurt so badly like my heart did. I was even sure that medically, health wise I was in danger. After that amount of torture, I had fainted and I had mercilessly being thrown into the cell with just a cup of water and a mouldy bread placed carelessly by the edge of the prison. I had to stretch my hand to pick up the water to drink.I had groaned so painfully by just trying to pick up the water but I knew better that I couldn’t drink it, instead I tore off parts of my clothes and made them into stripes, bandaging my bloodied feet and hands after dipping them in water. I had to prevent an infection, even though I did wish to die, I didn’t want to die yet.I had managed to gulp the last grain of water left in the cup after using the water to try and clean up my wounds. I was so unfortunate, and the moon goddess hated me because
“Amira please” Jonathan pleaded again.“I have wronged you and I know that everything you have said, you are right. I’m not so good with words and no matter how hard I try to explain it won’t make sense and it won’t change how you feel or the things you have gone through but I want you to know that I am sorry. I am really sorry to have caused you this much pain and I do really hope that you forgive me. I am sorry Amira, please, come with me” Jonathan pleaded again but I wasn’t having it. I wiped my tears with my hands and sniffed.Staying away and keeping my distance from him was the best course of action for me. I couldn’t go back to it. It was the best way for me to try and live my last days in peace.Jonathan edged closer to me, leaving very tiny space in between us as he grabbed my arm.“Amira please” he said and I turned to look at his eyes. They were red and dull, he was sorry. His eyes, words and every one thing was proving that but how was I supposed to trust him again. How wa
I didn’t think that Masoma would be the one to encourage me to go home. I didn’t think she was going to tell me anything like, your family is waiting for you. Even though I didn’t believe her one bit. She didn’t know that I was guilty of what they had accused me and the only reason why I hadn’t given Triss the journal was because I had found out she married Karl.I didn’t even know whether to say it was a blessing in disguise that I hadn’t given it to her because I didn’t know if I would still be alive. I tried to believe what she had said, that my people were trying to break me out. Depending on the way the war had ended, I knew that the Zadok kingdom although free would not hear the last of it. They would convince together and come up with a better plan to fight the Berg’s again except that I knew the Berg’s as well would be ready for them.“You know medicine to an xtend so I already left all your herbs and everything you’ll need in your medicine room” Masoma informed me and I nodded
“Greetings your royal highness” the greetings kept repeating themselves as I and Elora walked past. A small smile remained plastered to my face as I kept walking.“I still sometimes find it hard to see everyone greet you like they adore you. The only part is that they truly adore you,” Elora commented and I laughed.It was true, they all did, the rumours and stories hadn’t quenched down even one bit. Even more absurd stories were spreading around and I hadn’t gotten tired trying to quench them down or correct them. More so, my mother said it was fine, as long as my reputation is being restored. It seemed as though everyone had long forgotten that for six months, I had been a slave in a strange land and I had suffered and had my status stripped off.Elora kept the fan blowing slowly as we kept walking. When I came back, Elora had jumped into my arms crying and weeping like a child. She spoke about her days in the palace without me and she had even gotten into a few fights in the last
It was easy for me to find my way to the royal ancestral grave. I walked past the grave of my grandparents and my great grandparents, my breath sucking in as I finally approached a newly made grave. Tears rushed to my eyes but I held it in as I finally came to stand face to face with the grave. My father’s name was written boldly on it with the year of his reign and seeing the quote at the top of his tombstone, I knew that my mother had written it. I bent down and slowly lowered the flowers I had brought to the grave. They were a bundle of fresh lilies I had specially woken up early to pick. My father loved lillies a lot and I knew that he would be happy to see me bring them.“Greetings father, Amira is home” I said slowly and softly but those words carried so much weight, so much weight that I couldn’t explain and my throat was clogged once more, I arranged my clothes and allowed myself to sit beside the grave staring into space.The sight of my father dying right in front of me was
It took less than a day for the news to spread across the kingdoms, across the Zadok kingdom. I wasn’t surprised but it spread faster than I thought, everyone in the kingdom was talking about it. There was a myriad of emotions, shock, surprise, confusion, appellation among many others.The King of the Berg Kingdom who had imprisoned me was asking to marry me.The people couldn’t believe it. He had imprisoned me and yet he fell in love with me and so the story of clearing my father’s name circulated. My people jumped up in joy and in celebration because it meant a lot to us. It did mean a lot to us and that aside, it made a powerful kingdom like the Berg kingdom our allies, our friends and maybe our soon to be in-laws. It felt the kingdom in a state of euphoria.Along with those two news, so many stories and rumours started to spread around the kingdoms. Rumours like I had intentionally gone to the Berg kingdom to find out the truth and I had endured humiliation because I wanted to cle
The trip to the Zadok kingdom was slower mainly because of how huge the entourage was, we couldn’t rush through the trip. Serena and I kept our conversations through the trip, making each other laugh and talking about so many random things. We ate the cookies and the drinks packed for us in the carriage and my heart beat faster with every landmark we passed that signified that we were getting close to the Zadok kingdom. My anxiety clogged at my throat and I was trying my very best to remain focused despite all of the mental stress I was going through.my anxiety didn’t escape Serena’s eyes as she kept assuring me over and over again that it was going to be fine and then we go to the Zadok kingdom, I held my knuckles till the turned whites as we rode through the kingdom, I didn’t have to look outside to know that people were already coming out of their homes and they were staring. I didn’t dare to look outside because I didn’t know they would look at me, what they would think of me. The
Leaving The Berg Kingdom had invoked emotions in me that I couldn’t describe. It was unbelievable that I was finally leaving. As I climbed into the carriage with Serena behind me, tears welled in my eyes asI stared at the horde of people who had come to wish me goodbye. I couldn’t believe it. Serena got into the carriage with me and the door was closed.“Are you okay?” she asked, seeing my expression and I nodded.“I just can’t believe that I’m leaving, I’m going home” I whispered in reply and her hand immediately stretched out and covered mine.The night before, the people had hosted a campfire dinner for me showing me all the beauty of their culture. Their dances, their traditions, their usual practices, I had a good time laughing and watching in curiosity and amazement and even a a point while they danced, Masoma had pulled me to my feet and taken me to the center to dance with them, it was easy to learn some of the steps and soon I was in tune with them and the excited howls and wh
He loved me. He loves me.That was what Jonathan felt for me and I knew that he did in every way. Helping him get rid of his guilt and self beating up was one step fr him to admit that he loved me and that after everything that had happened, we both deserve a chance, a chance to be together, a chance to make everything right and we both agreed. We sat down in his room and talked about a lot of things and despite all of that, Jonathan still wanted me to go home, he wanted me to visit my father’s grave and pay my respects. He also wanted to apologize to my mother and my family for the chaos he had caused.Baring our hearts to each other made us way closer. We laughed at some of our thoughts,laughed at some of our memories and cleared up the misunderstandings we had built about each other during our stay with each other. It was a discussion that we honestly should have had long ago.And Serena hadn't lied at all. The people of the Berg Kingdom were so sorry. So sorry that it brought tear
My head spun.Princess? Princess? High Princess?The title of High Princess was only given to Princesses who were sent to other kingdoms as peacemakers, sometimes it was usually a marriage alliance or to act as an ambassador in the said kingdom. Serena was a Princess. I stared at him in shock, my lips parting but no one came out of my mouth.“You are a princess” I whispered and Serena chuckled.“I’m sorry I kept it from you” she replied softly and I blinked my eyes hard at her. I had heard too many things in a short while to even be fazed and bothered that she had hidden such a thing from me. “So why were you pretending to be a slave?” I asked curiously and Serena laughed.“I never said I was a slave” she replied and I froze on the bed, blinking as I searched my memories of when I first arrived at the palace. She had indeed told me that Jonathan had saved Julianna but she didn’t exactly say anything about herself, it was something I had missed and she as well had allowed me to conven
I slowly fluttered my eyes open and the movements made my head feel light. I closed my eyes and opened them a few times before I finally managed to open my eyes. The familiarity of the room was immediately registered in my head as soon as I opened my eyes. I was in Jonathan’s room.I was alive? I had survived?I turned slowly to see Jonathan’s head on the bed and he had slept off. He had most likely slept off while watching me. Instinctively my hand reached out to him and my fingers delved into his hair, rubbing his head softly.I was so grateful that I had gotten to tell that I love him. And then thankfully, I could tell him again. My hand went to my stomach and I could easily feel the bandages wrapped around my waist. My little movements woke Jonathan up and I watched with a small smile as he raised his head from the bed and stared at me with red eyes.“You are awake” he whispered, his voice hoarse and he quickly reached over me and pressed a kiss to my temple.“Thank you Princess, f
I had no idea how much longer I was out for but by the time I opened my eyes, I was laying on the grass and as I sat up, I immediately recognized the grass to be the grass at the far end of the royal garden, it was somewhere I used to come to to get away from the prying eyes of people and I would lay there drifting in and out of my thoughts and some other times, i would sleep out totally. My hands immediately went to my stomach to see where Juniper had stabbed me and there was nothing.I was clad in my royal outfit and unlike before, I knew the clear line between reality and my dreams so I knew I was dreaming. I quickly stood up to my feet and dusted my clothes while hurrying out of the garden. I knew I was dreaming but I also knew that it was another chance for me to see my family, to see my father. I always saw him in my dreams.I was unsure of the severity of the knife stab of Juniper’s but considering how much blood had been on my hands, I knew that the chance of me surviving was