*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
*Johan*Johan looked over the wing quietly. He was careful to hold his thoughts lest someone were to hear. One never knew who could be listening. The Queen's spies were just as prevalent as the kings.So Johan took great caution to keep himself observant yet passive. But there were moments that even he felt tempted like he was now. He again felt his tongue twitch as he noted the lackluster hallway. Not a shred of decor or decorum. Johan thought and felt the back of his neck stiffen. The hall was almost lonely compared to the rest of the castle. It's not at all fit for guests usually. How convenient that there were no other rooms available save here. Johan twitched his lips to give a sarcastic smile. He couldn’t help but find it petty. The Queen needn't stoop so low. But Johan quickly dropped the thought as his real business came to light. He had been waiting for the royal captain’s report. And he could see the burly man finally bound up at last. His little meeting with his subordin
*Nicoli*“Mother,” Nicoli barely spoke, short of breath, as he rounded the stairs. His mother already on her way down, with Julia in close tow. “You shouldn’t run, Nicoli. ” Belinda reprimed with a slight shake of her head, “it’s unbecoming of a Monarch.” But she stopped as if to wait. Seeming to want him to join her side. Something Nicoli had no problem doing. Because Nicoli knew what she really wanted. And he moved without needing to be asked. Taking her hand into the crook of his arm, it earned him a gentle smile back. Her angry already half dissolved by the act.And further diminished by Nicoli tacking on his best smile.“Forgive me, Mother, I was just excited to find Father coming home earlier than expected.” Nicoli went before noticing the slight pink hue around her eyes. Making his smile thin a little. She was crying again. His eyes darted to Julia. She gave the barest of nods to confirm he was right. But even then, she said nothing to betray her master. Her steadfast loyalt
*Nicoli*“It’s here, it’s here!” Nicoli’s elation only heightened the further he moved. His long legs take him in leaps and bounds leaving everyone behind.Why, he was already taking the stairs before he dared another glance down at his letters. He knew he shouldn’t, it wasn’t wise to be distracted when climbing the stairs. But Nicoli was more coordinated than most. And he trusted his balance and memory of the castle. Even if he didn’t, Nicoli would have caved to his excitement anyway. It happened each time he got another letter. Nicoli would lose his crafted mature and pleasant demeanor, which everyone loved so much, for that of an excited child in an instant. Ana just had that effect on him.And Nicoli would not restrain himself when it came to her. Not anymore, not after so many years. And so, his eyes freely roamed over the letters. Passing over Hidi’s careful cursive and yellow seal for the red seal. It was Ana’s letter that he wanted to read most. Hidi’s of course, would be r
*Julia*Julia was already out before the posthorse was even taken to the stable. And Like clockwork, she took her spot to stand and wait as the mail was delivered over to Postmaster Nettle. Her presence shocking no one. Why, it was such a common sight to see her now that Nettle nor the other servants even stirred. The silent old woman’s presence was nothing to them. She was simply a part of the process. And like always, she waited and watched for Nettle to approach with hawk-like precision. But regardless of her cold approach or silent pressure, Nettle still kept his own. He would not move faster, even for the queen’s handmaid. He only nodded to her in greeting.“Ah, Julia, I see you have ears like a cat.” he joked. “You arrived just in time. I’ve just received the post.”“PostMaster Nettle,” Julia returned stiffly, already looking past him. Her eyes scanned the letters on the golden tray in his hands. They immediately went to the return addresses. She already vying to see where th
*Ana*Is it really time? Can I really do it at last? The thoughts swim in my head as I dash away from Father. The breeze lifts my shawl as I move.Can I write to Nicoli? I knew this day would come. But now that it’s here, I am almost overwhelmed.It doesn’t feel real to me. After going through so much, the first blood, the coronation, the trade problems, Mykhol’s departure, and countless other things. So much has happened since then. It just never felt like it would happen. But here I am, running. And it feels so unreal. Nothing does now. I can’t even feel the ground under my feet as I move. Everything seems to slow down, or I move even faster.I am only vaguely aware of the sound. It’s my heart. It hits against my chest like a drum and by the time I am back inside, a slight wave of dizziness is swimming over me.But I can’t stop. I won’t stop. I am driven like a moth to a flame. It is like I am floating through the halls. And my body feels weightless as I come to my door.“Naska!” I
*Ana*Is this where I get my work ethic from? It’s fair to make the argument because I am surprised how immediate Father is to start as soon as we get back inside. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so seriously.But he is. And I can’t say I’m not glad about it. When he said get to work, he meant it. Immediately after Mykhol departed, one of the first and most important things Father sought to fix was the supply issue.He made it all look so simple. A new trade route was established going through the Almony mountains, not our desert. And secondly, Almony, not our Nocthen merchants, would be used going forward. This, of course, caused quite the outburst in court, not to have any Nochten’s but foreigners involved. I included. But Father assured me that they would be reliable thanks to his own experience. Even Hidi has vouched for them through letters, among other things. As for the other things, Hidi sounded peeved in her letter. Something about doing surprise visits instead of correspo
*Naska*“I will hold things down until you are back.” Naska managed to whisper, finally having that spare moment alone with Mykhol all morning.Otherwise, I’ll never get my chance. Naska gave a sharp glare behind her to the crowd. Somehow, word had spread overnight of Mykhol’s departure. Thus, why did so many come despite the early morning? They had come to bid their farewells.On any other day, Naska would have warmed at the sight. It demonstrated how many gave their support to him. She would have gloated, prideful at how much power Mykhol had by the display.But the high number of girls in the crowd kept her escalations at bay. The sight of so many in the audience cooled Naska down with their pained expressions and wanton eyes. Eyes, which were all directed at Mykhol, no less. Naska clenched her hand at the sight.Back off, he’s mine. Naska wished she could break away right there and start throttling them. Harm them and something more, that is, until she felt his cool finger graze
*Ana*“Cousin?” I start again finding his silence. Mykhol stiffens but his eyes remain on the door. I almost wish he would turn around and start yelling. But we just continue to stand in silence.“Are you upset?” “Does it matter?” Mykhol’s voice is so quiet that I almost miss it. “Cousin, I don’t want to fight.” I close my hands and take another moment to muster the courage. If I just explain things clearly, he won’t be upset. I’m sure if I explain myself. My reasoning, Mykhol will understand. He will understand. “Cousin, I want to explain myself.” I try again. “From a practical standpoint, you going back to school will be-”“Always so practically aren’t you?” Mykhol’s voice cuts through mine. “Almost to the point of being heartless.” His eyes are like fire. They burn and hurt as they stare down at me. “But I’m sure you’ve heard that one before, right?”I have to dart my eyes and swallow again.“Heartless?”I repeat as an awful memory resurfaces. The whispers and jarring stares
*Naska*“This can’t be happening,” Naska held herself tight as she made her way down the hall. Her feet moving fast as if speed could help something if not her turmoil.It just can’t. Naska shook her head as a painful stretch ran up her chest. It was too awful.Lord Mykhol was being sent away? Just like that? A single word from that brat and he has to go?“No, it just can’t.” Naska went. How was that fair? Surely it wasn’t, right? No, it couldn’t be.He can’t just go. Lord Mykhol was well-loved in court. No one would want him gone. They loved him almost as much as Naska.But what could she do? Naska had no power here. What about someone else? Wasn’t there something to stop Ana? Someone above even her, that could say no?Anyone who could stop this cruel twist of fate? Naska racked her brain for an answer. But the only people she could think of were the same ones with her now. And they were just as inconsolable as Naska opened the door to find Lady Funda a wreck.“We can’t let this happ
*Ana*“The Military academy?!” I don’t know who is more shocked. It’s certainly the last thing I’d thought to hear today.“Now? Why?” I look to Mykhol and back to father before he plants back down. “But father-” I get an instant tap on the nose for using the wrong word. But Father winks at me before smiling. “Because Lord Mykhol said it himself, didn’t he?” Father goes and his servant Johan seems to step up.“His lordship has admitted inexperience,” Johan adds, be it more collected. “You did not finish schooling, if I am correct?” “That is-” Mykhol slightly shifts his lips as if trying to render the next word. But it never forms as someone explodes into laughter from the side. It’s Admiral Nugen, of all people. He is laughing so much that his face is pink.“The military academy?” He holds his sides still laughing. “Ah, this is too rich” Tears are in his eyes. And He continues to laugh so hard it shakes his whole body. “I can’t believe it.” He wheezes between another laugh. He seem