*Nicoli*“Is he gone?” Nicoli peeked out from the covers to see the guard nod.“Yes, Your Majesty.” Yes! Nicoli could almost celebrate- but there was no time. He needed to be quick.But first things first, Nicoli sat up from the bed to eye the guard. It was his luck to have Tobi out of the whole bunch. Tobi was one of the softer-hearted guards- he liked to give Nicoli rocks that looked interesting from the outside.Tobi was also gullible. He never had kids of his own- so he never learned how honestly mischievous they could be. Thus, Nicoli couldn't have asked for a more perfect candidate than Tobi. “Tobi, I have a confession to make.” Nicoli made the effort of pouting as if this were the hardest thing to say—all a performance, of course. I have to sell it. Nicoli knew. Because his life depended on it now, he had a mission.So please, fall for it. Nicoli even threw a little disheartened sigh. It seemed to work as Tobi shifted on his feet. “A confession?”“I…can’t sleep.” “Is th
*Nicoli*Nicoli traversed the vast dark halls with only the lamp light as his saving grace. Otherwise, he would see nothing. It was pitch dark. But Nicoli expected it. The halls were usually dark, even during the day. So, it wasn't a significant change.What Nicoli did not expect, though, was what was happening outside. It wasn't quiet. It was so noisy that even Nicoli found it odd. It shouldn’t have been. People should have been asleep around this time. Why are so many people still awake? Nicoli thought it was very odd. It was too late for this many people to be moving around. It sounded like just about everyone was awake. People were pushing and talking.What’s going on? Feeling curious, Nicoli stopped to push a board aside to see outside- another small hole in the wall that gave a peek-a-boo to the outside hall. I’m right. Nicoli thought, looking into the hall. Everyone was awake.Nicoli could see the servants rushing down the halls. Some were carrying trunks, and others were ca
*Ana*Something smells good. My eyes twitch under my eyelids but don’t open. They still feel heavy. But I won’t be stopped.The smell is too intoxicating. It nags me. I won’t rest until I find it. It even makes my mouth water.What is this delicious smell?I slowly manage to crack my eyes open. They try to stick together. I move to rub them open. It does help, but I think I’ve pressed too hard because I see spots. I’ll have to wait till they adjust. While I wait, I lift my head. It feels strange. It feels like it’s put on wrong. It’s not sitting straight. Did I sleep on it funny?I shift my head back on my neck, and I feel it. Something is wrong. My head feels heavy, and I sense the soft headache trying to form over my eyebrow. It’s the beginning of a migraine.But I swallow as I don’t want to dwell on that thought. I only breathe in the smell. It smells so good. I see the glass when I sit up a little.Is it this?I reach to take the glass. I’m surprised to feel it’s warm. But I quic
*King Alexander* King Alexander grunted as he felt the hand on his shoulder shaking him awake. He fluttered his eyes to find it to be one of his captains. He was standing over him.“Your Highness?” He rasped, and King Alexander closed his eyes again and stretched. An immediate pain came from his lower back. He was stiff from sleeping in the chair. But he ignored the pain. There were more pressing matters at hand.“Hmm?” Alexander smacked his lips as he rustled to life. Besides his body being stiff- his mind was slowly turning. It took him a moment to realize where he was - still in the old hall of the less-used castle. “Is Ana-” Alexander breathed as he grew into focus. His blue eyes quickly darted down the hall to land at the door. It was closed. But he still had to ask.“Is she awake-” But the guard shook his head. That was not the news he wanted to share.“It’s morning, your highness.” The guard motioned to the windows. It took Alexander a moment to register the bright light pee
*Belinda*Belinda sat alone at the finest table. She was partly glad to have chosen to have it set up outside. Though it was morning, she could already feel it had the potential to be a hot day later.So, it was the perfect time to enjoy the sights of the trimmed lawn and pristine flowers comfortably. After that, Belinda was glad she had just one guest to worry about. That made it somewhat easier.Speaking of her, Belinda could hear the door open before the sound of feet climbing down. She sat up in a patient smile as the traveler came into view. Hidi had chosen Almonie's traditional hairstyle today. Belinda found it suited her well. The braids were healthy and smooth, just like Hidi.“Daughter.” Belinda got up to take Hidi’s hands. The giant squeezed them eagerly.“Mother!” She smiled and took her seat.“Good morning, sweetie.” Belinda cooed. She was immediately relieved to see the girl in such good humor. She didn’t seem phased at all about yesterday's events. If she had-Belinda d
*Belinda*“I’m surprised we had any.” Belinda began as soon as the children were gone.“Surprised about what?” Alexander sat up.“Surprised we had coffee.” Belinda continued. With that, she eyed the cup. She could smell it from her side—freshly brewed coffee beans. She used to smell like that. Belinda recalled as the smell triggered an almost forgotten memory.There was once a time I looked forward to the smell. Back then, when- But back then, it was years and years ago. Before anything had happened. When the three of them were still friendsNow, Belinda felt her stomach clench at the smell. It was only a reminder of bad memories. The smell of coffee unlocked things Belinda did not want to revisit.“Who would dare to keep some here?”“I made an order for Anastasia and her entourage.” King Alexander answered. “But I seem to have missed it more than I thought. I had a sudden urge to have some today.”“I see.” Belinda moved to pick up her tea. She let it linger around her nose to wash
*Hidi*Hidi had to keep her laughter to a minimum, lest she laughed and never stopped. And if she did that, she would miss anything Nicoli would say. But Nicoli was the one making her want to laugh.Because the boy was not trying to hide his lackluster attitude, his voice became as dull as his expression. And Hidi could barely stop from killing over. Watching Nicoli was just that fun. At that moment, Nicoli stopped to point. Hidi looked in that direction. It was a bush.“And here is a bush.” “Ah, yes. A nice bush.” Hidi nodded and smiled. Nicoli took two more steps to stop again. He pointed to a tree.“And that’s a tree.”“Quality tree.” Hidi nodded eagerly. She had to wipe a tear from her eye. She was having a lot of fun.He looks so miserable right now. Hidi beamed to herself. She could feel another giggle dangerously close. She so much wanted to laugh.But then Nicoli would stop, wouldn’t he? And Hidi didn’t want that to happen just yet. She wanted to enjoy this. Milk it for all
*Hidi*Inside Hidi’s room, Hidi’s heart twitched with excitement. It was terrible of her, too, but Hidi couldn’t help but relish that Nicoli was in her room. Nicoli had followed her in all the way voluntarily. He’s so trusting. Hidi thought as she worked on the contraption. But shouldn’t the boy know better? If we were just a little older, this would have been such a scandal. Hidi again tried the knot. It pulled out of the base again. No good, she would have to fix that. He would have to marry me if that happened. To save my reputation- Hidi continued with a giggle. It would with any other girl, Hidi was sure. She’d see how all the others looked at him—a bunch of hopeful optimists. It was a good thing they were all scared off. Hidi was again grateful for Ana. Her First Blood helped clear the room as to speak. And it allowed Hidi to use it to get closer to him.And besides, Hidi didn’t need to play off that scenario. Seeing Nicoli follow her was just a perk- but she didn’t need
*Ana*“It will take some time, but as long as we keep an open communication,” I pause on habit, turning crimson eyes from the map, half expecting to find the Bulgeon chief either dozing off or distracted. Thanks to my less-than-lustrous experiences in court, creating a low bar for many. However, instead of finding the king of pirates inattentive, I am met with an unwavering gaze of chocolate brown eyes. Amul smiles at me from across the table, bronze-calloused hands folded over the other, still in the same pose he first took when we began three hours ago. He tilts his head, shifting beads of bone to clink against the metal chains, before lifting his bushy eyebrows as if expectant, unaware of anything but just following along.“Open communication?” Amul prompts. “You were saying, Empress?” “I-yes,” I come back to it with a slight laugh. “Sorry, I- it’s not often I have someone listen without interruptions. And for this long,”. “They speak when you speak?” Amul’s brown lips dip down
*Hidi*“Mama!” Hidi exclaimed in billowing steam before digging heels to clack against the limestone pathway. The yellow sigil of Almony on the carriage's black door stuck out like a beacon of hope against the ashen skies ripe with snow. The door swung out seamlessly just in time for Hidi to reach out for her hand. Intending to help her mother down. But the elder blond slapped her hand away with a stinging clap, insistent on getting down on her own. Even now, refusing to give her daughter even the smallest admittance to her declining age.Instead, Bratha rose to her staggering height of eight feet on thick but confident legs before reeling back her lips to pinch her nose as if shocked by a horrible odor.“I forgot how much sand stinks.” She grumbled. Hidi had to giggle.“Mama, be kind.” Hidi looped her arm into her mother's as the servants bobbed their redheads, faces ruddy from waiting in the cold, to make for her luggage. Which, Hidi noted, was not much. Mama does not mean to sta
*Ana*“Am I… “ I blink, gobsmacked, as my mind can not quite process what I just heard. That, or maybe fight it? The sheer audacity that anyone would even think to ask such a question, let alone someone ask me, is unthinkable.“Am…I?” I try again before Amul nods, his brownish-black eyes glinting with amusement and interest, before spreading his beard thin to betray a toothy grin.“Are you a virgin?” Amul repeats slowly but clearly. As if he thought I might not have heard him correctly the first time, before tilting his head to one side quizzically and shifting a sun-bleached dreadlock off his shoulder.“I asked if you have laid with another man before.” “I…?”The words squeaked out of my chattering teeth before stalling on my tongue, again in disbelief that this was happening.But it is. Amul just asked me if I am a…I look back at him, wide-eyed and not sure how to even start to react to such an off-putting question.Should I be angry? Upset? Disgusted? I don’t know. Or maybe this wa
*Ana*At least…everyone is quick to assemble on short notice. I shiver as another gust of wind blows over us, making even me flinch, and pull up my cloak, before stealing a glance back.On the platform, wrapped up tightly in thick cloaks, Aunt Funda and Uncle Charles miserably stand together against the cold on the left side. Underneath the cloak’s hems, I can spy the hint of blue of the matching gown sets I had ordered made for them. Something Aunt Funda insists is too plain, what with not having jewels sewn in or metallic threads used. But Sir Celbest is always quick to remind her of the budget restraints. Or threaten her that she won’t get any new gowns. Something which seems always to make her grow quiet again. Which is quite impressive on its own, but that just proves Sir Celbest making a good treasurer.Better than Uncle, even. I think with a look over to the crowd and find them both together. Both of them, Pendwick and his maternal grandfather, Sir Celbest, stand in the front
*Naska*“She…turned him down?” Lady Funda was still processing between disbelief and joy at the news, but it didn’t take long before her lips lifted to show a fanged smile. With a smile, Naska was quick to pick up.“Oh, yes. She turned him down, alright.” Naska repeated. “It’s a pity you couldn’t have been there to see it with your own eyes.” Naska went on, and Funda laughed, clearly taken in by the thought.“It would have been grand if I could,” Funda admitted. “To see her, shoot him down like that.” She chuckled again, touching her rings, before turning with a smile.” My, good work, Naska. You’ve done wonderfully.” “I have, haven’t I?” Naska beamed, pleased beyond measure how quickly her work was being praised. But of course, Naska knew she would be.Maybe, Lady Funda will give me another of her pretty necklaces again? She hoped so, reminded of the necklace Lady Funda had just given her the other day. Lady Funda liked her so much more now. Her affection was clear by all the gifts
*Ana*“A confession?” What could Pendwick possibly have to confess to me? I must say, it is quite a surprise to hear, coming from him, of all people.Pendwick is the most forthcoming person I know. He may be shy in his words, yes, but he is candid with me. So, it’s quite a surprise to hear we had secrets between us.Though, he did mention something like this before, didn’t he? Back in the garden the other morning? Perhaps this is referring to that?“Pendwick? What is this confession?” I curiously look down at our hands, his cupping over mine, before looking back up. “Have you..done something?”“Done..?” Pendwick flinches, his hands slightly shaking over mine a moment, but takes in a shaky breath, before calming down. “It’s.. not something I wanted to do.” Pendwick lowers his eyes then. “Not intentionally.”Not intentionally he says? “Then, Pendwick, what is it?” I press because now I am starting to feel my stomach tighten, a bit confused. What could he be confessing about? And… what
*ana*“Bruno, I would have thought you, out of everyone, would have liked this idea.” But clearly, I am wrong. And, instead of excitement like I thought, I now have a 14-year-old boy, brooding at me. Bruno’s overgrown dusty red bangs cover his eyes, making it hard to see where he is looking, let alone what kind of expression he’s making now.“What’s so wrong with a dance?” I ask him. “Tell me, why don’t you like it?”“Because…it’s foreign.” Bruno goes off, shaking his head as if that is a good enough reason. But I can’t help but frown all over again.“I know it is. But just because it’s foreign, doesn’t mean we can’t do it.” “Why?” Burno only shoots back, blowing his bangs out of his face with a huff. “It’s enough for me. It’s a silly idea.”“Silly? Oh, Bruno.” I have to smirk at that. “Well, I thought it was something to help liven the party a bit. Something practical in terms.” I answer at last. “I mean, most of us know a dance or two.” “I don’t.” Bruno corrects flatly. “That…ye
*Sir Pendwick*He’s going to be mad. Pendwick didn’t even need to bother pretending. The instant he opened his mouth, he knew what he did. No one overspoke the head of the Celbest family.But I did. Worse, Ana even went with his idea. No, this would not be overlooked, and, inwardly, Pendwick sighed.It’s better if I get it over with now than later. He knew and turned.“Your Empress,” Pendwick started. “I will join you in a moment. I…just have to speak with my grandfather, first.” “Of course,” Ana, unaware of Pendwick's problems, easily replied. Her voice was sweet and soft like always to him. Even in this turmoil, Pendwick could not help but admire her eyes, so beautiful and clear, as she regarded him like a thousand times before.How much I wish I could just fall into them and stay there. Pendwick looked on, longingly, cheeks warming a little. But just as he wished it, he knew he couldn’t stall. He had to go and go he would.“Yes,” Pendwick nodded just before Hidi started.“Well
*Ana*“Hidi,” I go, but Hidi simply smiles back at me, the damage already done.“It will fit.” Hidi turns back to overlook the procession of more crates. Her newest ‘gifts’ of ‘decor’ are looming in multiple boxes. Just looking at the boxes now, I’m afraid to even ask what they are.“Hidi,” I sigh again, “I thought I made it clear that I wanted this to be a manageable party.” “Oh, Ana,” Hidi tsks. “You must make it big. This is your first real party since the coronation, and that was a decade ago.”“It was 9 years, Hidi.” I correct, “Not ten.” but Hidi rolls her eyes.“Worse than that,” Hidi shakes her head, “ You know it too. Come, Ana, I know these things. You must impress the other nobility and royals coming. My Mama alone will have opinions.”“Your-her majesty is coming?” I raise a brow at the news. “She will attend this time?”“It’s nothing major.” Hidi goes off-handedly. “Mama is curious about how things have been.”“But Hidi,” I pout a little, finding the revelation not small