The Abandoned Princess: Promises Arc

Chapter 48

𝕾𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖔 𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖔: 𝕾𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖙 𝕹𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖇𝖞 𝕿𝖆𝖞𝖑𝖔𝖗 𝕾𝖜𝖎𝖋𝖙

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When the grayish sky meets the cloak of the night, there are no jewels to behold, but there are only salt and cold water rinsing everything as if erasing the traces of the ones who left.

Sighing with my image reflected in the mirror of the window, I closed the curtain and looked toward the only door of my room.

I walked, one, two, and three steps then I halted when I looked at the small chair from my table, the vision of yesterday's dreams where Anna would usually comb my hair came pushing through my memories. Then I looked at my bed and I couldn't help to envision Henry's hands holding mine as we slept when we were still children.

Now that time continued to tick, gone was the days of happiness and now, it would only be sorrow and a bloodbath, but I wouldn't let the people I cared about, be the one to shed their blood.

I will make them the ones who would be an offensive shield for themselves and the people of the empire.

I swore to my past self that I would no longer be a weak person, and when I was given a second chance, I would give everything to my fullest even if it meant sacrificing myself to see the people I love happy.

I didn't even pay attention to my hands they were already shaking if I weren't able to feel a sudden warmth enveloping them.

I sighed and looked again at the door then my feet acted in their own way until the soft and yet icy cold breezes from the outside touched my damped skin, did I manage to exhale the air from within my body?

I gripped tightly at the doorknob before letting it go and the sound of the clicking metal echoed through the nearly empty-looking hallways.

From the area where I go, I kept reminding myself of the future, but every time I turned around, even if the weather wasn't nice, I would get the vision of the laughter I once had with Henry.

He would stumble from the chair and table in the hallways because sometimes he would be careless, he even had the knack of disturbing some paintings within the walls because of his height issues.

Then I would always stay behind him and silently chuckle then an argument would immediately begin and he wouldn't let me win not when he thought that he was right.

Another thing was when I first got to know Claudius. He would be looking at the paintings on the walls and admire the beauty it gives. He would put both of his hands behind him and intertwine them while smiling at me.

Then when I came to look at the dining table, I remembered about the time Henry, Claudius, and I would fight over a cake and Claudius would always have the win with his favorite tart cream cake.

He would always have a smile on his face while his eyes would shine, and both of his hands would be under his cheeks and he would dance all over again.

Henry would try to get the tart cream from his hand and Claudius would always avoid that happening so he would always trip him, Then the argument would happen again, and I would come in between them until I and Henry would be the ones bickering and Claudius would watch the two of us fight.

Then as I passed the hallways, the memories from the past started to fade away except for their voices which were sweet and mesmerizing to the point of seeking those memories again and bathing in them for years to come.

I wanted to be bathed in them and continue to loom over that abyss but then, I remember the promise I made about them and how I wanted to see them badly again.