Two very different cultures, two totally different worlds.
Ana lives in her own world. Mysterious and passionate, she is a walking goddess that lights up everyone's lives. She owns an 80s inspired bar & night club in the center of the city and a coz...
The rest of the night went silent, we were all tired and stressed so we decided to withdraw in our rooms. Erik was forcing his eyes open for hours since he hadn't got any sleep while he was away. When we entered our room, we literally fell in bed exhausted, "My uncle will not stop here" Erik said, tucking my hair behind my ear. I looked at him with a uncertain look, "The situation went out of control, but we will end him, we have to" I paused, "but let's rest now, we will think about it tomorrow."
"I hope" he kissed my forehead and we dozed off.
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I woke up pretty early and glanced at Erik who was sleeping peacefully, I didn't want to wake him, so I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower. I turned the handle more to the left so I can enjoy in boiling hot water. Whenever I felt like stress is overtaking my body, I would take a very hot shower till my skin turn red. That way I felt like stress and worry were steaming out of my body.
When I got out of the bathroom Erik was sitting on the edge of the bed rubbing his eyes,"Good morning prince Charming" I giggled walking to the closed and grabbing clothes for the day.
"Morning love" he responded throwing himself back in bed. He groaned and I rolled my eyes. He was always grumpy in the mornings and incredibly hard to wake up or get out of bed. Such a sloth. I got in bed beside him and brushed his hair away from his face "Come on, we have things to do"
"Such as?" he asked smirking.
I rolled my eyes again, "The hidden room is not cleaned, you made the mess and now I will help you clean it. Come on, get up"
"Fine" he groaned and went in the bathroom.
Minutes later we were headed to the hidden room. It was untouched and still a mess. We started cleaning it right away. First, we collected all the papers that were thrown on the ground. There were some important contracts and letters form other royal families and governments. While we were cleaning, we found a locked box in one corner. It was made from whole wood and it had carved parts of the wood in shape of flowers. Erik picked it up and shook it, by the noise it made we realized it had a tiny object and some papers. Erik searched for the key in several drawers, and he found a chain of multiple keys on it. He tried couple of them before he found the one key that fitted perfectly. When he opened it, we found a small vintage hair comb that ladies in the past used to put in their hair. It was made of gold with purple crystals. Next to it there was a picture of a woman looking from behind her shoulder. Her eyes shone through the picture, it felt like she was looking right at us. Her light hair was styled in a low bun. We couldn't tell what color her hair was because the picture was taken with old camera. The comb was put above the bun, giving a sensual touch to the whole aura of the woman. On the back of the photo was written 'Sofie 1951'.
We both gasped. The rest of the box was filled with letters. Erik took one letter out and we realized that those letters were written by his grandfather to Sofie through the years, both when she was alive and after her death.
"He loved her so much" I said sighing.
"Yes. If only he wasn't born in this stupid royalty, they would've lived a happy and peaceful life." He held the photo in his hands "Look how young and beautiful she was, she didn't deserve what they've done to her"
"I hope they're happy wherever they are right now" I paused "we will live a happy life for them"
"Of course, we will" he put the letter and the photo back and locked the box. We didn't feel comfortable lurking in someone's tragic love story. Erik put the box in a cabinet, and we continued cleaning.
I couldn't help but think how lucky me and Erik were. Both of us were still alive and together, pushing through every obstacle that was on our way. At least some of us will get the happy ending, hopefully.
We cleaned the room and closed the door behind it. When we entered the hallway, we heard his parents arguing downstairs and then we heard Issaac's voice. We exchanged looks and rushed down the stairs.
"How dare you go against my words?!" Issaac screamed at Andreis.
"I'm sick of you and your insane ideologies! Can't you see that everyone thinks you are crazy?! You are a lunatic!" Andreis replied with anger
"I'm not-"Issaac was about to say something but saw us on the stairs "here she is! The bitch that broke our family!"
"Don't you dare use your mouth to throw shade on her!" Erik yelled going closer to him.
Me and Cassian exchanged looks. His chest was full of anger, I don't think I've ever seen him angry. It scared me.
"I will call her whatever I want! Actually, I came here to finish my work" he pulled out a gun and pointed it at me. My nostrils widened and my hands formed tight fists. Cassian and Erik came in front of me "You won't touch her" Cassian hissed.
"You think I can't kill you both?" he laughed.
The king and the queen moved in front of him "Issaaac enough! The party is over, you are over!" the queen screamed "Put that gun down!" she added. But he didn't listen to them, instead he loaded the gun and in that moment the king grabbed Issaac's arm and when he wanted to move it above their heads, Issaac pressed the trigger and loud shot echoed in the hall. The king was shot in the shoulder, Issaac's eyes widened and Andreis rushed to him and grabbed his gun while his father looked down at the king.
The queen screamed the king's name and held him in her arms, we all rushed to check if he was still breathing. "I'm fine" he said, "It's just the shoulder". His left sleeve was soaking in blood and one of the maids rushed and grabbed a towel so the queen can press it on the wound.
I looked up at Issaac, "Are you happy now?" I grabbed his shirt collar "You little piece of shit" and I slapped him hard. Erik came near me looking furiously at his uncle "You are lucky that we are not psychopaths like you, because you would've been dead by now" and he spat in his face. Issaac wiped his face and looked at us with a dead stare. Erik grabbed him and put him down on the ground, holding him with his knee on Issaac's back.
Andreis called the police and the ambulance in the meantime, "I'm so sorry" he looked at all of us, narrowing his head.
"It's okay" Cassian tapped his shoulder.
The police and the ambulance came quickly, they put Issaac in handcuffs and walked him to the police car. The policeman took our brief statements and said that they will call us in the police station for detailed report.
The doctors took the king in the ambulance, but they said that the wound is not serious and that he will heal fast. Cassian and the queen followed the ambulance with their car so they can be in the hospital if the king needed something. The doctors advised me, Erik and Andreis to take a medicine that will calm us down and he said that if we needed something or felt sick to show up in the hospital.
We stood in the hall watching them all go in different directions. Erik came near me and pulled me in a side hug. Andreis sat on the stairs and buried his face in his arms.
When will we see the light? I sighed.
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