(Revised & edited) 6.17.24) *Maddie*“Thank god I brought a blanket.” Maddie cheerfully stretched the blanket over them. She could immediately feel the heat change like a blessing. It was way too cold for anyone to be outside. But if Ana wants to go outside, Maddie wouldn’t complain, not at this point. Though I don't know why she’d pick here of all places, still Maddie was willing to make the most of it.”It didn’t look so cold from the window,” Maddie perked up. “But that’s just how Dawny winters are.”“Are they?” Ana fell quiet. I may need to try a bit harder. “Well, I don’t think they're as cold as Almonies winters.” Maddie looked at Ana pointedly. “Do you know?”“No, they are not.” This girl- Maddie could roll her eyes just then. Ana was undoubtedly going to make her work for it.“Then how cold would you say they are?” Maddie leaned in, still smiling. “Cold? Very cold? Or to the bone?” It was meant to be a joke, but it seemed to fly over her head.“Yes, it's colder.” Oh, c
(Edited & reviewed 7/1/24)*Ana*I can do this. I tell myself. Just keep your head up. Keep your face still.You are almost there. The carriage is just ahead. And then I won’t have to pretend. Just keep it in, and you’ll be fine.“Ana?” Maddie whispers. Her eyes were big and searching. “Ana, are you alright?” She moves to take my hand, but I have to shoo it away. “Let’s go,” I breathe as the grand doors open. The cold wind busts through to throw back my shawl. It’s freezing, but I can’t stop.It’s time.I start the walk down the path. Maddie close behind me. I wish I could just run but that wouldn’t do. Empresses don’t run away. So I can’t. I must walk as the trumpets blare and the crowd throws rose petals. "Goodbye, Empress Anastasia." Some call out in sweet voices."Safe travels." Others throw more petals."Come back to us again."But between their cheers, I can hear the whispers. My ears are too open to ignore them. Sharper words pass between the smiles."Did you hear what ha
“Your Empress?” I don’t mean to, but I cringe in response. Maddie has been at it ever since we’ve returned.And it doesn’t look like today will be any different.“It’s coming up another week.”“I said no.” I hold the book tighter. The words dance across my eyes as my vision blurs. But I suck back the tears.Not today. I’m not crying today. I try to be angry instead. I shouldn’t have to keep answering the same question. I shouldn’t, but I can’t stop her either.I just don’t want to think about any of it at all. “Ana,” Maddie comes near.“At least write a ‘thank you for your stay.”“Maddie, please stop.” I lean back in my chair. I already know what’s coming next, but Maddie will give another lecture.And true enough, Maddie does not delay.“Ana, I am not saying this for my good.” Maddie snatches the book away.“Maddie!” My book? I look to see her in the eye. “Are you going to listen now?”I reach for the book, but she lifts it.“Give that back.” Why can’t I just read? It’s all I wan
*Queen Belinda* “Nicoli,” Belinda forced her smile to be extra warm. It had to be. It was the only thing that seemed to work on him nowadays.Otherwise, the boy was barely there.“Eat some.” She pushed the plate towards Nicoli.“It’s your favorite. I had it specially made for our tea time.”Nicoli glanced at the cake, but it didn’t spark any reaction. Instead, he looked back to the toy in his hands.He had brought it along again today. Nicoli was never attached to his other toys. But the little bear was different. It held some particular importance. However, Belinda didn’t have the energy to guess whatever it was. It was already tiring enough to do with him as it was. “Ah,” Belinda sighed and leaned back. It was undoubtedly a trial to deal with him nowadays. She loved Nicoli dearly, but enough was enough. Her patience was running out.“Nicoli, do you want to return to your room?.” “Yes, please.” Nicoli quickly left his chair and ran up to kiss her on the cheek before retreating.
*Ana*“No, I can’t do this.” I crumble the paper and toss it on the ground. It lands amongst the others.“Maybe I should give up?” Why is this so hard to do? “What was wrong with this one, Ana?” Maddie picks it up to unfold and read. “This one looks fine.” “It’s not.” It’s bad; they all are. There are balls of paper all over the floor. All rejects that weren’t good. I just can’t seem to get it right.“It’s too hard.” I clench my hands. “I’m just not good at this.”“I think we should just pretend this never happened and-” Just carry on like before, but Maddie is spreading the paper out before me.“Maddie-”“I’m telling you, this one is fine.” Maddie steps back. “I mean it. Let’s use this one.”“But Maddie. It’s not-” But Maddie is shaking her head.“You are being too critical of yourself. It is fine. Here, I’ll even read it out loud.”“No, please don’t-” But I’m too late as Maddie starts.“To Prince Nicoli,” “Maddie-” But she throws up her hand at me. “I hope you will find this l
*Mykhol*“Well, we have to think of something.” Mykhol got up from the couch once again to pace the room. It was the only thing that seemed to help at the moment. Moving helped make him feel like he was doing something. Something besides focusing on the sharp yank under his ribs, that is,"I want to be alone, cousin." Ana’s words echoed in his head. “Damn it.” Mykhol scuffed, pressing on the spot in his chest. It didn’t help. But Mykhol couldn’t dwell on it. Right now, he needed to stay focused. They needed an answer.“What are we going to do?” Mykhol looked at his parents. “We can’t let that letter go out.”“Perhaps, If we intercede the letter….”His mother was nibbling on the tips of her fingers from deep thought. “We could make sure it doesn’t get out?”“What if we get caught with it?” His father, who was slightly calmer about the situation—not because he wasn’t worried; he just was poor about expressing it—cut over. “That’ll be treason.” “Treason?” Funda’s face fell.“Oh my,
*Ana*“Where is she?” I can’t help but look up from the book to check the clock. Bad idea. It only makes me more aware of the time.It’s already morning. I should already be bathed and dressed. At the very least, I should have had my breakfast by now.But I am still alone. Maddie never came back last night.“Surely, it doesn’t take this long to deliver a letter.” Did Maddie get lost or something? Or did she fall into some gossip?“Maddie,” I shake my head. I swear if she got caught up gossiping with the laundry girls again-“Maddie, You are going to get quite an earful.” And then some, I return to the book. Silly Maddie, but it does seem likely though. Maddie does get distracted.And if that’s the case, I’m sure she’ll tell me all about it soon enough. Any minute now, she will come bursting in.‘Ana, guess what I heard. You won’t believe it, but-’ She will go and excitedly gush over all the details. And I will just have to sit and listen. Until she tires herself out, she won’t stop.
*Ana*“Maddie?”I blink, taking in the sight of her. It is Maddie. But then again, at the same time, it’s like looking at a stranger.This Maddie is different from the one I know. She’s changed overnight. Her smiles are long gone, and her constant chatter is dead silent. Even those bright brown eyes are now just a shadow of what they once were.And they won’t look up at me.“Maddie?” I call again softly. How could they do this to you?They beat her severely. Enough for a bruise to bloom over an eye, and her lip is cut and swollen. There's dried blood caked up under her nose.“Your Empress,” Someone speaks. It’s Mykhol. I didn’t even feel him come to my side. But I see him now.He is not looking at Maddie but at something in the crowd.“We found something.”Mykhol gestures from the side for someone to step up. The crowd separates to allow a man to pass through. He holds something in his hands. My letter. I recognize it almost immediately as he comes closer. It blares brightly against
*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
*Ana*“Papa, you are back,” I say, stifling a yawn. It is late, even for a vampire, and it would be a lie to say I wasn’t annoyed by Admiral Nugen’s appearance at my door. But despite being tired, I can not help but be happy as I find the man in the room. At last, he is back! It’s like a dream. And as soon as my eyes find him in the room. All I want to do is rush in and hug him.But wait, I shouldn't do that. I barely collect myself in time. That is not proper.I am an Empress, now, after all. I have to be more aware of my actions. Empresses do not hug on a whim. Even if he may be my father, I must pull myself in. I am not a child anymore. So, instead, I do my best to appear calm and collected. It’s two monarchs meeting each other, after all. I need to start the practice of acting more maturely. My voice, however, despite my desires, cracks with my inner excitement. “I didn’t receive word you were coming.” In truth, I haven’t received any letters at all. From him or Nicoli for som
*King Alexander“Your Majesty, we’re here,” Johan’s voice woke Alexander from his sleep.“Are we?”Alexander grumbled, shifting up in his seat. He blinked a few times to help adjust his sight before looking out the window to see if it was true.“How long was I asleep?” It surprised him he even could. Alexander barely slept the entire ride. He should have though, because now his eyes cursed him.“Not long,” Johan answered as the door opened. The familiar smell of sand immediately washed over them. Alexander took in a deep breath and closed his eyes nostalgically.It’s good to be back. Alexander relaxed as everything flooded back to him. Though he loved his country, something about Nochten weighed in his heart.Maybe it was because of their past, or it was Parsul’s home. But now, he had other reasons. But that twisted his stomach thinking of her.“I hope we aren’t too late.” Alexander got up first. “They’ve made themselves quite busy with me gone.”But it was better to know this now. Ale
*Mykhol* Now, standing left behind on the platform with Ana gone along with Admiral Nugen and Sir Pendwick, Mykhol breathed out. He hadn’t realized he was holding his breath till now. “How did he…get the book?” Mykhol dropped his smile by inches until it was fully gone to a straight line.That, Mykhol hated to admit, could have turned out much much worse. Despite his planning, the idea of the book falling into the wrong hands had never occurred to him.And in the very hands of Admiral Nugen of all people. However, it had, somehow, someway. Mykhol again felt something shift under his skin as things were adding up. Someone took that from Father’s safe. Someone knew they had it. Moreover, they knew the lock combination to get it out.Something which, as far as Mykhol was aware, should have only been three people: Father, Mother, and himself.So it seems we have a little mouse on our hands. Mykhol smirked as he glanced back to the corner. But the corner was already empty. The silent b
*Ana*“It’s because of me.” Mykhol steps forward. “I did it.”“Cousin?” My breath crawls out as I, Admiral Nugen, no, the whole room is shocked into silence. What did he just say? Did he just admit that he is-? No, it can’t be- I breathe to catch myself again. Mykhol wouldn’t do that. He would never- No, I shake my head. It can’t be. Mykhol is family. And families wouldn’t betray each other.I have to have misheard. But Mykhol doesn’t look back at me. He is stepping down the platform. And meets Admiral Nugen at his side. “Lord Mykhol?” Admiral Nugen stiffens “What is the meaning of this?” Mykhol however, does not look at him, instead he turns to face the room.“You heard correctly. I am responsible.” Mykhol goes with a stronger voice. “I have failed you all.” “What is he talking about?” Someone whispers.“Responsible for what?” More start to perk up.“Mykhol?” Aunt Funda, meanwhile, steps up. Her hands are clenched up at her chest, her face dead white. “Honey, what are you doing
*Ana* “Your Empress?” Aunt Funda coughed to make me blink awake again. I can suddenly make her out.“Are you…alright?”“That-yes,” I say but in truth I am not sure. How long was I just sitting there? Staring off into nothing? By looking over the room, it might have been a good long time. Because now, everyone is looking at me. I have their attention.That’s a rarity on its own. That’s right, we are in court. I suddenly remember as if my mind was slowly unthawing. I was holding a meeting today. Because Admiral Nugen has- My thoughts stop again. But their stares prompt me to need to do something.Yes. I think sluggishly. I should speak, shouldn’t I? “I-” But just as quickly as I make a sound, it closes. My mouth clamps shut and I swallow. The words seem too big to force out.What I want to say and what I’m trying not to say seem to mix up. I have to use more effort to push out something logical. It has to be, logical, I mean. I don’t want to let my emotions get the better of me.I
*Mykhol*“Mother, Father,” Mykhol greeted, feeling eyes on him almost immediately as he entered the courtroom. It was almost like everyone was waiting more for him. Maybe they are, especially the women. Mykhol smiled at no one in particular. The action set more than a few women to react. Mykhol could hear the soft dreamy sighs and underlining lust for him. It helped swell his pride.They were so easy. But they were not what held his attention as he lifted a brow at the startling discovery. “Is she still not here?” Mykhol noted the throne was empty. Ana was nowhere to be seen.When I’m already this late? How very unlike her. It wasn’t like Ana to break habit. But Mykhol relaxed. If she wasn’t here, all the better. She wouldn’t notice he was tardy too. Though it would be a bit funny if she did. Because then she would want to know why. And wouldn’t that be a fun surprise? Something caught in his chest at the idea. How would she react if I told her what I was just doing? Hearing al