Alessia's POV"Did you and Elijah fight?" Stefano asked me. It frowned as if troubled."N-no. Why?" I wanted to ask him but I couldn't help but register in my mind what happened yesterday in the stable."Why is he like that? He doesn't want to mention your name and he doesn't call you even when he needs you?" it surprised me. "Admit it, do you have a fault with him?"I frowned because of his accusations. "What is my reason for us to fight? What will be my fault if he summons me and meets me once in a while?" I answered him because I didn't want to think that I was really the reason why Elijah became like that."Because I'm always hot-headed and I've been yelled at several times especially when I mention your name. So I can't think of any other reason than that," he answered me and scratched the back of his neck.I shook my head. "I don't remember us ever fighting. Except yesterday when we met—""What happened yesterday?" he immediately asked and his face changed into curiosity."W-wha
Alessia's POVI ARRANGE the bottles filled with medicines in order. I have started my work even though I haven't seen Elijah again after that scene in Stefano's room.I don't see Stefano either. I didn't try to look for him because I knew that he was doing something important so I couldn't see him anymore.I am now in the hospital room. It's not as big as the other rooms here but the interior is nice. It's clean, everything is white, there's a bed and a lot of medical supplies, of course, from herbs—but there's also a syringe here.Some people come here because they have LBM, so I give them drinks to stop them losing weight which is out of control. There are also others because they just have a headache, or a fish stung their throat.Usually my patients here are women who have headaches or stomachaches. The men, on the other hand, have wounds or broken bones. You can really see the difference in them.There was a knock at the door, so I expected it to be a waitress with a headache. So
Alessia's POV"Sister, where is the necklace that grandpa gave?" I asked him because I noticed that he wasn't wearing it."Oh, that cheap necklace? I don't know. I threw it away when they brought me here. I'll take an old and cheap necklace if there are more beautiful ones here?" he promised me proudly as I clenched my fist. She doesn't know the value of the necklace just because she got new and grander ones."Sister, didn't you even value the single thing that grandpa gave you? It wasn't given to you, you took it from me by force, and now, you say you threw it away? Never, Sister, did it ever happen to ' that necklace is yo. You are no different than a thief and an opportunist." I am interested in him. I want to slap him but I stop myself. I'm angry because that's the only grandfather I have in this world. I don't know what's going on with grandpa now. If he is too worried about us because we are missing. "Maybe, your life must have been miserable. Because with that kind of attitude,
Alessia's POV"MR. Ales! Eat, we have sweet potato stew here!" Estrebelle called me and she also had some waitresses with her.I have become close to them because they are the ones I see and hang out with most of the time."Mr. Ales, sit here." I saw Syn smile modestly and he fixed the stray hair behind his ear."Okay." I politely responded to them even though I wanted to reject them, but because of the sweet potato I will keep up with them.I walked towards them and Syn immediately moved to give me a seat on the long chair in the kitchen."Good morning to you." I greeted them and sat down.I heard their soft laughs. Estrebelle was the only one who didn't laugh but was smiling.I saw the sweet potato still steaming on the table in a large wooden bowl."Where did you get it?" I asked them and I took one but dropped it because it was hot. My finger immediately turned red when I touched the sweet potato."Sir, use it." Estrebelle gave me a fork so I couldn't touch the sweet potato direct
Alessia's POV"Mr. Ales, the king is calling you," Angelica told me while bowing. It moved very formally."Where is the king?" I asked him. I stood up from where I was sitting in the hospital room."He's in the meeting room," he replied without looking at me."Alright, I'm going," I answered him.I left the room first and Angelica followed to do what she had to do here in the palace. Angelica helps in planting fruits. He digs and buries the seeds. They found out that everything Angelica plants is alive, so she is the one to work on those things. That's what we call green thumb.I made my way to the gathering room. What I know is that the officials will have a meeting here at the palace. I have a strong feeling that Elijah will join me in this gathering, as Stefano said before.I haven't seen any officers who behave in the way I'm passing so I walk faster. I saw the door of the room. There was a sentinel watching and he bowed to me and opened the door.Immediately, a long table appeare
Alessia's POVMy body was shaking and the healer Anisto came. He tried to touch me but I pulled back again. I don't know what makes you feel this way.Stefano and Elijah looked at me both concerned. But Elijah's face also darkened for a reason I don't know."Ales, do you recognize me?" Anisto asked me calmly.I slowly nodded. Even I do not understand myself. My heart beat faster as I felt like someone was chasing me with the intensity of my fear. My heart feels like it's going to explode with so much fear. All of a sudden, it was as if a nerve was cut in the back of my neck and I lost my sight. Suddenly I felt cold. I heard their screams and panic but I couldn't feel anything until the darkness completely engulfed me.I just woke up to the familiar smell of the room, herbs and oils. I slowly opened my eyes and saw the white ceiling.I feel better and suddenly I remember what happened. My eyebrows crossed as I no longer felt any fear, unlike before when I didn't know where it was comin
Alessia's POVI saw MANY things in that room that you would only see in ancient times. Old clothes, swords and even old guns with spikes on the end. There are some antiques that cannot be seen in a museum.But there are more pictures that are drawn by any artist. It was also obvious that this room was cleaned regularly because I didn't see a single dust. Clean very clean.I looked at the things there one by one. I see things that I do not know and name. I didn't know what they were for, but I didn't bother to find out. I am pretty sure that we are no longer using that stuff these days.I looked at a corner between two large dressers. There is a black cloth wrapped around it but I know that only one part of it will reveal what's inside.Because of my curiosity, I did what my mind told me to do. I removed the wrapping cloth and it did fall to the floor without making a sound.This is an old picture. But my breath stopped because of what I saw. I felt like I was seeing my own picture, in
Alessia's POV"MY grandfather was a teacher. S-he taught me." I don't know where I got this idea from but I have no choice but to make up a story that is not true. How can I say that I learned this by growing up because of school and the educational videos I watch?I am too afraid to tell him the truth. What I saw in that room was like a big warning to me not to tell them the truth and to hide my true self."Really? I wish you had said it. You even tortured the dear king. He's more comfortable with the royal language than the commoners'," he said to me and I immediately understood what he meant. Elijah lived since God knows when and he is not Filipino so Tagalog is his mother tongue. It's too obvious what he looks like. He looks like somewhere from the east."B-but I prefer the common dialect," I answered him. I know the English word, but I can't speak English fluently.There was no doubt in his eyes so I took a deep breath."Yes, we will talk in common dialect. So go back to the pala