CHAPTER THIRTEEN

We climbed up the stairs towards Dad's study and he sat on the chair as the butler gave him some medicine. I walked towards the window that overlooked the garden. I looked outside to see all the flowers that once blossomed with love and happiness had their head bowed gloomily.

*FLASHBACK*

"You are talking to your Queen, stay in your limits"  Jane spoke in a cold voice

"I don't care whatever happens, "I am telling you"" Aubrey shouted

"Who are you to tell her what to do?, leave this instance or else" Amy came and pushed her back as the guard surrounded her.

"You are going to pay for this" Aubrey shouted as the guards took her away.

*FLASHBACK END*

This was the last thing that I ever saw from my father's study before we left for NYC. I took a deep breath before realization hit me.

" 'Larie is your mother okay? Have you seen her?" Dad asked me after he finished his water.

"Yeah, she is okay Dad, she is fine" I assured him and turned around to see that we were alone in the study.

"Dad, the day we left. A woman came and shouted at mother. Who was she?" I sat down in front of him. He smiled sadly.

"Aubrey Blaine, the last in the French line who was murdered the very next day before Amy turned her back on us. Her face was burned but she was wearing her ancestral jewels, that is how people recognized her. People can be so decisive." He heaved a sad sigh. I nodded as he continued.

"We left for NYC, leaving Amy in charge but look what she did to us. I was a commoner, not supernatural so she banished me inside these walls, enchanting them so I couldn't leave. As for your mother and Henry, she captured them and jailed them with the help of her people. I was never able to see anybody until Hayden came ten years later. I remembered the boy and he helped me quite a lot." I smiled when he mentioned his name. Upon noticing my smile he gave me a questioned gaze.

"We are engaged" I told him and his eyes lit up as he hugged me.

"Congratulations, I like your choice. He won't let you down. Now, go on make yourself at home" He patted my back and I left the study to find Hayden.

I was running down the stairs when I bumped into him. I was about to fall but he caught me in mid air.

"WOAH, calm down. What is the rush about?" He chuckled, steadying me.

"I just realized something, I know who Amy really is?" I said, still panting.

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"They are in London right now, in James Manor" The man told her as the woman threw the vase at the mirror which cracked into fragments and disposed of on the ground.

"YOU COULDN'T CATCH THEM WHAT THE HELL AM I PAYING YOU FOR BASTARDS GO AND FIND SOMEONE FROM THE ATLAS THAT CAN STRENGTHEN THE ENCHANTMENTS'' She screamed at the man, who scurried away. She looked like a psychopath as she threw whatever came in her hand. She scratched her own face, screaming like a maniac.

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"What are you trying to say?" He asked, confused.

"Your mother, Amy, she was pure British right. So, you see the Amy that we all are up against isn't your mother because she has a slight touch of French accent. Your mother on the other hand is British and even if she were to stay in America, which was of course in front of you, she can't possibly turn French out of nowhere." I turned around to face him as we climbed down  the stairs, he crashed into me bewildered. I steadied myself as he still didn't get it. I kept my mouth shut for a while so he could process what I had just said. Upon realizing he just sat down on the stairs his hands trying to grasp something. I held it as he processed all the events.

*FLASHBACK*

"Go and hide and don't come outside until I tell you, Okay. Don't at all" The woman ordered the child as she hid him before going downstairs. The child looked down through the vents through which the scene of downstairs was visible.

"What do you want Aubrey?" The woman asked, dislike visible in her voice.

"Well, well, well aren't you a loyal little dog?" Aubrey advanced towards the woman and as she neared him she threw a fluid at her. The woman screamed as she closed her eyes tightly and Aubrey laughed evilly as she closed her hands on her throat as the woman thrashed around until she was still. She removed her hands and came up where the kid was hiding, she looked around but couldn't find it. Cursing around she went back downstairs. She called someone and the man came and picked her up. She disappeared from the view. The child came outside when he saw his mother gone. But as he came outside the vent, something hit him on his head and everything went blank.

*FLASHBACK END*

"The woman that did it, was French" He spoke in a daze.

"Who did what?" I asked him, but instead of replying he ran upstairs. I followed him upstairs. He ran into Dad's study.

"The woman who was the last French didn't die. She was the one who killed my mother. They say the French woman's face was burned, it was mother, not her. I saw it all. She killed my mother and then I didn't remember anything. I woke up to see that my mother was evil. But she wasn't. There is something behind that woman. She is not my mother. She is not Amy Daunter. Amy Daunter was pure British. That woman that poses as my mother has a French accent." He spoke all in one go. I gave him a glass of water as he sat down. Dad was looking at us as if we had gone mad.

"I don't know what to say because I can not do anything. We still do not know what is right and wrong. We need some valid information. Relying on some flashbacks won't help. We have to stay calm and patient. Try to find Jane or Henry. They can possibly tell you something that can help. Try no to let it out" He advised us. We nodded before leaving the study.

Henry Daunter was the son of Alcott Harper Daunter and Luna Evelyn Daunter. Henry Daunter and Jane James are siblings. Henry married off to Amy Arthur and had a son named Hayden Daunter. Their family was separated when Amy turned their back on them and claimed the crown to herself for she was also a James. She jailed Henry Daunter and was named the Queen.

This was what the world knew of Amy Daunter. But it was different from what her son saw.

It was night time when after Dinner Clare bid her father good night. She was going to her room, when she saw Hayden sitting in the backyard with a guitar. She slipped on her jacket and went outside.

"I didn't know you had such a side" I sat beside him.

"Time changes, people change, most of all, you change" He gave a cold sigh.

"Strum a song, I'll sing along. Ohh, that rhymed!" I exclaimed as he started strumming. I recognized the beat immediately. It was Rewritten by Anne Marie and James Arthur.

The residents of The James Manor were seeing the backyard glow after fifteen years. It seemed that it had finally come back to life. Their servants and maid gathered around as they sang the song. James was standing in the balcony of his room and smiling knowing that her daughter had found her happiness.

The song ended and everyone clapped and Katie who stood among them hooted. I laughed and clapped along with them.

"I sing well. don't I?" I smiled cockily at Hayden.

"Yeah, narcissism is something you do quite well" He replied as I glared at him, my mouth turning in a smile.