Cold tears streamed down my hot cheeks as I fled the dining area. I passed many different rooms and corridors with haste. I ran breathless until my legs were worn. I stopped as my chest went up and down. I felt my lungs were about to explode and the pain in my heart was unbearable. I heaved, held on to the wall and fell on my knees.
"Anabella Torres?" I looked over my shoulder.
"Rox," I gasped. Rox stretched his hand to me. I grabbed it and he pulled me up.
"That is my name. You are Anabella Torres," Rox replied. I half smiled.
"Yes, I know. I was just surprised to see you here," I said.
"So am I. I thought that you would be having lunch with the prince," Rox said. I shook my head.
"That monster? How can you call him a prince?" I asked.
"Because he is a prince," Rox said. I paced slowly and realized that there was a door at the end of the corridor.
"Where does that door lead me?" I asked.
"To the back gardens. Would you like a tour?" Rox asked.
"I would like anything that would take my mind off of that... prince," I spat out loud.
"Then follow me," Rox said. I grabbed his metallic hand and let him lead the way. He opened the door and outside we were greeted with a purple sky where I could see a planet with rings, and a nearby constellation.
"How could such a horrible creature live in such a beautiful place?" I asked. It was meant to be a rhetorical question, but Rox answered regardless.
"Horrible creatures are entitled to enjoy beautiful places too." I shrugged my shoulders and smiled drily.
"I guess so," I replied. Rox pressed his metallic, cold finger below my eyelashes and touched my tear drop.
"Why are you crying?" Rox asked me. I shoved his hand away.
"Because... do I really have to explain?" I replied. Rox looked at me with his two blue, lights. Sometimes I forgot that he was a robot, he seemed so alive.
"Rox... can I ask you a question about the prince?"
"It depends on the nature of your question. Ask and I shall respond to the best of my abilities," Rox said.
"I wanted to know more about that Satmani condition..."
"You mean the Pstanktimi condition. I am forbidden to discuss it with you," Rox said.
"But I don't understand the condition itself," I replied quickly.
"The condition is an emotional illness where lack of empathy exists n the patient. Twenty five percent of the Sha population suffer it, but can be easily cured by love. However, the Pstanktimi condition has four stages. By the third stage it is nearly impossible to be cured and by the fourth stage it is completely impossible to recover and the patient must either submit his consciousness into a robotic anatomy with controled programming or die. Most are able to find a cure by as far as the second stage, but those who cannot must endure tranfusion of conciousness or death to terminate the illness," Rox said. The wind brushed my hair and I combed it back with my fingers.
"So in what stage is Brok? Is he like already in the third stage?" I asked.
"I cannot discuss his condition with you," Rox said. I panted frustrated.
"I just want to understand what's going on with him. He's so... evil," I mumbled out that last word afraid of voicing it out loud. My hands shook a little, but I decided to ignore my shivers and simply rubbed my hands on the sides of my thighs.
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Fantasía(Multiple View Points) A Beauty and the Beast Reimagining. She was Beauty. He was beast. Anabella was a cashier and a waitress after leaving college to pay her father's medical bills. Brok was the prince of Sha and his mission was to conquer worl...
