𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐚 {𝐇.𝐒}

November 26th, 2021

Aurelia's Diary- November 26th, 2021

Dear Diary,

"Lieutenant Smith, set up your troops and round up Zayn's as well. Report back to me when you have finished," Harry said, eyeing the Lieutenant as he stood up straight. 26th of November had been the day where my mother's troops would march on Kingdom of Eroda and Harry was preparing to attack.

The whole Kingdom was under lockdown, prior to our orders the day before and the Palace was in chaos. The City was silent and cold as individuals were hidden in their homes and shops were closed completely. It felt like a zombie apocalypse where everyone had passed away and the remaining had to survive on their own.

I stood beside Harry, my thick curls falling around the frame of my face and I gazed up at him. "Aurelia, I want you to head to our room," he demanded, looking down on me. I furrowed my eyebrows slightly and shook my head. "Aurelia," he warned, eyes blazing.

"The war hasn't even started yet. I want to stay," I firmly stated, holding my ground. I knew everything was dangerous, every second clicking towards war but I wanted to stay right beside Harry until we were faced with my mother. I had an incredibly bad feeling about how this would turn out so I wanted to take moments of standing beside him, staring and taking in his features in case of the worst was to happen.

Sighing, he shook his head slightly. "You're impossible, angel," he said. His arm slung around my shoulders and he pulled me into his side. I felt calm and warm, wanting to stay forever by his side but I knew that wasn't the case. I had prayed the night before that everything was to go according to the plan and everyone would return home safely. Especially my Father and Harry. My father had insisted on fighting beside Harry as he believed that he was his son from now on. I couldn't have stopped him either.

Turning to meet my eyes, he firmly held my shoulders. "Harry, what's wrong?" I asked. My stomach had churned dramatically and I felt nausea rising all in me. I wanted to sleep beside Harry without the worry of fighting for peace. Why couldn't it have been that simple? Apparently, luck wasn't on our side.

"Look, Aurelia. I know you want to fight beside me but you can't. I want you to lock yourself in our room and no matter what happens, you must stay locked inside. If you want me to worry for myself only, you need to be away from the violence. I can't protect the both of us if one happened to disobey the rules," he firmly said. His pale green eyes burned onto mine and I felt tears brim within my eyes. I hated how life had turned out.

"Harry, but-" I trailed but he silenced me with the shake of his head. His chest rose and fell, the burning rage flooding his veins and I knew he was dead serious. His eyes gave it away. I hate how much power he held over me. I hate how he thought of me as weak to lock myself in the room, becoming a damsel in distress to be saved but I refused to believe that. I was much more than that and I wanted to fight.

"Aurelia, do not question me, okay?" He said, expressionless as he gazed into my eyes. "I want us both safe and I need the Kingdom safe as well. I'm thinking for all of us," he continued as he clenched his jaw tightly.

"Aurelia, my daughter, come over here!" My father exclaimed, cutting of Harry and I's moment and I sighed in relief. "Come give me a hug before I depart," he said as he wrapped his arms around me. He held me tightly and I feared this could be the last. I hate how uncertainty ate me alive and that any moment could be the last. "It'll be alright," he said as he stroked my hair and I sighed.

"Father, do you have to leave?" I asked and he nodded slightly. He wanted to leave. He felt like he had a duty to Harry, the Kingdom and myself and I knew better to keep him here beside me. Even Harry I couldn't keep. I had to let them go, even if they couldn't return back to me. Stop thinking like this!