Nemesis, princess and heir to the throne is turning twenty-one in six months when her father will step down and she will be crowned Queen. But something is not quiet right. The stories of her mother's death after she ran away was like a myth, a lege...
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♕"And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it." ♕ ― Roald Dahl
There are instances in our lives where we feel as though we are exactly where we are supposed to be and there are moments where you feel as though someone was intentionally messing with you, like a big prank- that's how ridiculous it all seems at times.
And right now I felt as if I was the victim of the biggest prank that could ever be played.
I could feel my curiosity peak with my heart that is now beating a mile per hour. With shaky hands, I took the letter, bringing it closer and right in front of my eyes.
Dear Nemesis,
I have much to say to you, but you are only a child and there are some things that just cannot be explained right now and so, I write this letter, hoping it finds you in time. I know what you must think of me now, I must assume they only painted me in the wrong picture, and I want you to understand, nothing is as it seems.
Do not trust anyone, my dear. Not a single soul. I am in a rush, and I have not much time to write down everything that you need to know but I trust you will piece the clues together, after all, you are my daughter.
They are near, I must go now, I wish I had written this letter earlier but I could not risk it being found but now, I have no choice.
There are reasons for everything.
I love you, my darling.
Remember,
The light hides the dark and,
The dark seeks the light.
-Mother.
Tears spring to my eyes, and I clenched my hands into fists, making the paper crinkle under pressure. I was hurt and very much confused, and felt something else that I couldn't put my finger on.
I couldn't understand anything.
I re-read the letter again and again as I felt my anxiety show its ugly face.
I felt my heart in my throat and my hands shake, I felt aware of everything and out of my body at the same time.
The incomplete cryptical letter is from my mother.
I couldn't understand what she meant to say but she thinks I could crack it. I know she didn't write it bluntly and up front about everything in case it fell into the wrong hands.
I knew her running away and her death were a mystery.
She loved us, she loved me, I knew that as a fact now. So that was no mystery. But did she anymore?
