𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑

𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑃𝑇𝐸𝑅 𝐹𝐼𝐹𝑇𝐸𝐸𝑁

Raeliana

                A few days have passed, a lot of things are happening as we are preparing to get to the royal ball at the main castle. The royal palace. The main castle in this realm. Where the Blackwood family lives. There is another palace and that's the Wisteria palace. The royal palace is the main one where they have their royal balls and political meetings. I have also been told that the Wisteria family is related to the Blackwood family. The fathers of the two families are brothers.
                  The more I listen to others, the more information I get from them.
Prince Lorenzo and I haven't talked much since last week. He is rather busy doing work and other things that are important. I sometimes take a glimpse of him from outside when he is training with the knights. From what I can see, he is powerful and strong.
                   Even intelligent and his skills in swordship are great. He uses it so perfectly well that I admire him. He sometimes looks up and finds me taking glimpses of him, then he smiles. That smile is everything. His eyes shine bright as the blue ocean. He brings his attention back to the others and keeps training them.
                   It is amusing to see them sweating from training, I would say.
They train for hours. Darren also trains with them. Princess Maxine and Prince Adrian have left to go back home. Darren is the only son and child of Duke Marcelo and he still hasn't gone back home yet. I'll have been observing what they do.
They all seem like wonderful people.
                   Especially Cordelia, Alana and Diana. I have gotten closer to them as the days have passed. Every hour, minute and second I spend with them, I enjoy it a lot. I can't help thinking that I don't deserve their kindness and this friendship that we have. I adore them, actually but to think I deserve their kindness is one of my weaknesses because I do not. I just don't. I am corrupted. My heart shouldn't be feeling warmth at all but I can't help it. They are so kind, gentle, and lovely. I want to enjoy my time with them even more. Despite that I am free from the endless tortures in the cell, I still feel somehow a prisoner and that my heart won't let me be free.
                    I still dream about my family. Their dead corpses on the ice water reflection that looks like an endless sky. I clutch my right hand close to my heart as
I am in my chamber, waiting for Alana to come back and help me sort my things out. We are leaving to go to the royal palace where the king lives and his other sons. Adrian is nice, from what I have seen and heard from Diana.
                  Diana seems to like him and I suppose he is a good man.
At least what I have heard from Diana but then i remember what my mother told me in my childhood. I miss her dearly, so much that my heart hurts and I just want to rip it out from my chest.

                 'Do not ever trust a man you just met, my child. That man might break your fragile heart and I do not want my daughter to get heartbroken for a man like that, the one who doesn't deserve you at all.'

Her words still echo in my ears and I wish she could be alive, to be at my side when
I need her. But that wish is impossible to come true.
              Her comfort and presence meant everything to me. Her affection, her kindness, her protectiveness and her support, I miss them. Me and my mother weren't on good terms the last we spoke and I regret what I did. Because now, i miss her, i miss my father and my siblings too. Nonetheless, I have to live and survive.
               To live my fullest life and make my family proud when they are watching over me from the sky and heaven. Though, I want to cry but there are no tears in my eyes to shed because I already cried when I was in the cell for three years and didn't have anyone to cry on and to be cared for. I was all alone.
              Alone. In those years, my head was all empty, sometimes I was even talking to myself in my head and sometimes I got answers back. I was insane. I should be insane but I am not. I am more than that. I am better than that. To think i had nothing and calling myself nothing, that i was nobody. Now, I have a better life that I am grateful for. Truly, I am.
              Alana came eventually and we spent our day reading and chatting with each other. She also helped me with sorting my things for the royal ball that we are all getting prepared for. The more I spend time with her, the more I enjoy talking with her. Alana has gotten closer with me and she is a good friend, A very good one as she is the best. I never had this kind of friendship with anyone before but i am glad that i am friends with her.