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XIX | depressing

HELENA REYSDOTTIR

It was time for everyone to go home when Adryan walked up to us. Poor kid, he just wanted to hang out with us. I kind of felt guilty for leaving the "question & answer" session he and Uncle Lix made up, but it wasn't really something I was fond of.

"Goodbye Hel! Hope we can party again soon! You were the star!" Coraline dashed out the door and waved me a goodbye, I nodded and smiled at him. I had almost forgotten that he was staying at Felicia's house for the night.

Mother, father, and basically everyone else was going back to Nomna, and turns out I'm the only one in the family who doesn't have a steady place to stay, and neither does Adryan, ever since he betrayed his village, we don't think he's welcome to whatever home the villagers had built up.

I felt sorry for him, maybe I shouldn't have encouraged him to do all this. It only ever started when he began to lie about my name, I guess I just felt happy he didn't tell people about who I really was, and wanted him on my side, I guess.

Before I could've reached the hut in the forest, I received a call, from Arlo Fairweather. So I picked up, said a "Hello" and waited for his response.

"Oh, uh, hey! Helena! I kind of have some uh..." his voice faded out as if he was thinking of what to say.

I raised my brows and stared right at the phone as I put it on speaker. "What? Good news? The bad news?"

"Bad ones," he said, and I could hear him gulp from the phone. "Well, uh, I think you have heard of Avi's appeal to make the arm guy the king, right?"

"Yes. Everyone knows about it, and it's none of my business, so get to the point," I rolled my eyes, my mood was going down already.

"Okay, I will, but please don't overreact," he said at a quick pace, "Armaros got it, it's going to be confirmed unless someone from our side does something about it."

And...phone's dropped.

I went completely silent for a while, it was my turn to not know what to say. I forced a smile and took a step back before I yelled. "WHAT?"

"He got—"

"I heard what you say motherfucker, you couldn't have just said this to me some other time? And how the actual fuck are you sure that he got it?" I exclaimed, not sure if he could hear, but I hope he did because I was not repeating my words a second time. I was definitely overreacting just like he thought I would, but this was reasonable, who wouldn't break down after being told that they're a queen for so long and then someone suddenly taking the throne?

It was fucking clear, I was furious, and I think some other creatures heard me because I heard shit shuffle around me and go completely silent.

"I'm at Fey's palace, I get notified first. But everything will be okay! That's for sure."

"F— What? Fey's palace? Why are you there? You're his ally? I completely understand if your hell of a father is his ally but you? I— This isn't fair. I just saw my father and he didn't even say anything about himself agreeing to this, nothing's confirmed unless the King and Queen agree, right?"

"Calm down—"

"No! My throne is going to be stolen by some son of a bitch and you tell me to calm down? My parents are the King and Queen and I'm supposed to be the heir to the throne. This isn't fair."

"Fey has more power, you can't change his decision—"

"Yes, we can fucking change it! Are you trying to say that whatever he did was reasonable now? You? Someone I fucking trusted, said that Fey is more powerful? How fucking dare you?! So you're just going to calmly tell me about this, and not even tell me face-to-face just in case I broke down and needed help? This is ridiculous! You already fucking know the reaction I'd have and yet... and yet—"

"I'm a realm away! There's no way I can get to Anmon that fast, and I don't know the magic for that!"

"Then you shouldn't have told me unless someone from my family got the information!"

"Okay, then pretend I didn't say anything, I'm sorry!"

"Don't apologize to me now, there's no fucking point!"

"Okay, uhm, now that you've got the message, then I'll be hanging—"

And he hung up on me.

So it was confirmed. Armaros was going to be king when he knows that he couldn't be one. It's all fine, I believe whatever shit Arlo says, he's close to that side of the family, which is why I dislike hearing news from him (unless they're good news, like some people there said that I'm a good princess, which only happens once a year). Now all I have to do is to walk to the hut, lock myself in a room, set up forcefields around me, and lastly cry into a pillow then yell my lungs out.

The worst part about all this, is that my skin-shredding days are near and would possibly come any second now, and the fact that there will be someone else in the hut to who I have never opened up about my negative feelings.

Adryan Sharpe.