CHAPTER FORTY THREE

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I had not taken the time to check it out from  disinterest, I could only guess its fascination. We expected many visitors most of whom I had not met yet even if they were hosted in the guestrooms of our dear king. I could hear the cheerful noises made from outside my room as everyone got excited. It was all lively. I wish I slept beside mother maybe it could not be that bad, she made things easier. I wanted to run away now that it was clear how hurtful it felt. I wasn't aware of the drenching mess I was causing till the hinges of the door to my chambers creaked. I wiped my tears careful not to alert whoever it was in the room I was awake. The intruder climbed onto my bed and planted a kiss on my head caressing it, it felt so good they then went to hum my lullaby.

"Mother," I say sitting up. Her smile wears off as she studies me. I get defendant sceprucal trying to act normal.

"Is something the matter my dear?" she asks. I shake my head fast to conceal my pain. She scoffs dismissing my little act.

"I brought you up, don't think you can lie to me young lady," I sigh in defeat.

"I'm not fine mother, a day like today  is meant to be the best day for every maiden, a dream come true but mine seems to differ." I knew I had to tell her the whole truth now. "Orion and I don't meet eye to eye mother. We are more of water and oil. We hate each other, Orion detests me most."

"then why drive yourself into a fruitless marriage."

"because of his father. He's been nothing but kind to me since I arrived. I don't want to be ungrateful. He gave me a second chance even when I was cast aside without a moment's thought. My betrothed has been the exact opposite. He..he loves someone else, Princess Enmyria," I choked as the last words fell from my mouth. My mother's attention drifts away in thoughts.

"that would explain it. I saw them flirting, so smitten. I was so scared of talking to you about it knowing it would break your heart. I am only realizing how broken it already is.

I have to turn a blind eye when they are together," I say, sobbing. "You don't know how much I would love it if he asked me how I am or greeted me with a good morning, instead of casting glares at me as if he is about to be sick. I long for him to look at me and see not a sorceress or a burden his father has placed on him, or a score he was saddled with but a person with pure intentions.

"You have fallen for him?" she asks out of nowhere. I run my hand under my nose to wipe away the liquid flowing out, shaking my head vigorously.

"no, I don't. All I know is it hurts so much yet I can't see it. We are just too different, a prince and a peasant."I snivel. " i..i..I don't even care." She held my hands in hers so I face her directly

"This hurt you going through only shows how much you care. You can't run from what you feel it will only cause you misery. Don't build a wall around your heart because of what life has thrown you. I know I raised a strong and wonderful daughter with a big heart. I know I raised a strong and wonderful daughter with a big heart. If you want to call this off I will fight for you and stand by you." I was willing to do this for her and for my mother my real mother. She would love to know she had a legacy and a part to play in the tales that would be told, lasting before the time of men. I was ready to make that ultimate sacrifice. Mother kisses my forehead just as Mithian walks in holding my breakfast accompanied by several servants who go on to prepare my bath. She was dressed simply and beautifully in a pink dress, her hair held in a low burn with several loose strands then adorned with flowers.

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