The Daughter Of Illéa

Chapter 60

I felt instant relief. The way his eyes questioned me for reassurance after the clip, gave a jolt in my stomach. I loved him. I had too. To have as much hurt and disappointment and resentment as I do right now. Maybe I should thank Piper...if she hadn't swallowed his face in front of me, I would've continued through his selection with hope. With love and infatuation for someone who I obviously had no chance with. He's a prince...the heir after all. He'll want a unbelievably gorgeous woman, with regal traits, and an appropriate background.

I've decided. Today, I will confess my love for Gus. I will tell him my feelings, and if he responds that's fine, and if not...let's not count on that.

My maids gave me an extreme makeover, once again from my Atlin look, as they dressed me up. I supported a long silky indigo gown, with a dark shaded smokey eye, along with a gorgeous curly updo. Under the gown, the frill, and the glitter, wrested the diamond heart he gave me...

I stood in front of the mirror for a few moments examining the women I've become. Today, can change my future forever. It can verify my feelings, and coat it along with his. Or either it'll destruct me, and I'll be a three along with the rest of the evicted who are turned down.
"Good luck..." My chocolate colored maid, Wanda, waved. Her voice steady and in a high whisper, sure not to alert me in anything bizarre.

Seeing the other four leave their rooms at the same exact time, made my blood pressure rise. Were the final five. The ones who will be most remembered. I stop for a moment, just out of instinct, until I notice why. The door embroidered number seventeen lingered to my right, as I remember the sleepover in Charleston's room-dancing childishly to a song that was completely out of date.

'Go!' My thoughts commanded, and my feet obeyed, stepping the heel of my shoe into the plush, rarely designed, carpet.
Breakfast was normal. We were served the buffet of morning foods, while everyone sat awkwardly at our now small table. Arena whispering to me about plants that I couldn't care less about, and Piper scanning through the Illéa Magazines.
It was all fine and dandy, until I witness the most defining spit take of all time. Quickly dodging Pipers orange juice, China eyed her.
"What was that for?" She cooed, the foreign accent fading away.
Piper slams down her glass, and glances at the glares she's not receiving.
"Oh, nothing." She spat sarcastically, snatching her magazine, and marching our of the room...the royals didn't notice. They never do.

I've never witnessed an actually skin to skin fight. Only in action movies where people took shots, but didn't actually hit them. Entertaining but not realistic.
This morning wasn't expected. Wasn't wanted. But it happened.
"Do you know where, Gu-Prince Augustus is? I have to speak to him..." I asked Willow, eager to get our meeting over with as she glanced around the hall way.
"I think I saw him enter the Women's Room..." She cooed, turning her attention from a young painting of Everette and Hero, to reply to me.
"Thanks."
I entered the Women's Room with a mission clear in the back of my mind: to find the prince and confess my feelings for him. My heart is beating fast and my nerves are shot...I need to get this over with.
Though when I scanned the room, the only beings I saw were Arena, China, and Piper (if you can say she has a soul to be considered.)
"YOU!" Piper bellowed, clanking her heels as she strutted towards me, the slit in her blue dress flying with force behind her- exposing her thigh.
"What did I do now?" I question, not surprised of her newly found accusation.
"YOU..." She snatched up her magazine, flashing the cover in my face and surely enough I saw it...her...me.
"...ILLÉA'S FAVORITE? AS FAR AS IM CONCERNED, YOU DIDN'T DESERVE THIS SPOT!"
I noticed the bodies suddenly beginning to flood the room.
"HUH?! WHO DID YOU SLEEP WITH?" Se bellowed once more as I piped up,
"Excuse me?"
Her hair was hanging in lose curls by her shoulders, frizzing in anger, as her sharp hazel eyes sent the same vibe.
"YOU DIDNT JUST BE AWARDED THIS-" she lowered her voice to a whisper, stepping forward. "-what did you do, huh? Because this is my spot, and because of you-"
I've dealt with her long enough...
"I didn't do anything! Just because Illéa found my story more intriguing, doesn't mean you have the right to scream at me!"
"I do what I want..." She snarled.
"Not with me, but who cares-" I raised my voice, "-IS DADDY GOING TO PAY YOUR WAY OUT OF IT AGAIN? Or he is to, fed up with your shit?" Once it came out, it wouldn't go back in, as I suddenly felt ashamed of my outburst.
She cocked a rosy painted lip, as she snarled..."that's all you got, isn't it Primar? Just lousy insults? Because god knows that shack of a new home isn't much, or your fathers new statement-"
My face was a treacherous red, as I stepped up. She has always been taller then me, but I would never back down. Even though her words about my father was true...he didn't have much considering his failed career as a doctor.
"Don't you dare talk about my father!" I commanded.
"Why not?" She stepped back, slamming the paper onto the sofa, and by now the room was crowding with staff. "You don't have no one to hold you back, considering your friend, Charleston's, gone now?" She scoffs a laugh, as I had found myself sliding my heels off. "A anonymous bird told me what really happened. Should I tell everyone about her whore-" I never let her finish. All I can muster from the moment was anger and resentment of her from the day I met her, colliding repetitively into face.
"STOP!" Bellowed a voice. A mans voice. Augustus' voice. I felt his hands grip me around my hips, as he slung me off her figure, keeping grip on me as sure not to let me break free of his grasp.
"Do something with her..." He said to a huddle of guards, who snatched my infuriated figure from him. Then I saw it. Piper bawling on the marble floors with scarlet coated liquid puddled around her face. Gus lifting her as she cried into his arms.
I don't know what happened next. If it was the adrenaline or embarrassment, but I fell into an instant state of oblivion.
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