The Kings Promise

the kings promise chapter 12

I had just finished making a pair of matching tiara’s for Mia and me when I started to get tired. I decided to rest on the sofa but I promptly fell in to a dream of a distant past.

  I saw a small girl peaking out a door but then I realised that little girl was me the day my parents died. I walked over to her not even aware that I was about to watch an event I tried to forget. I looked out the gap in the door with her. I was watching my parents fighting from the small gap in the door. I watched as they took down everyone coming at them with ease but then they started to wear. I watched as my mother’s swings became less precise and my dad stumbles a bit when he was pushed against.

I wanted to help them but I couldn’t move from the spot. I screamed at the younger me to stop staring at them and get into action but she remained there just watching them. I could see it in her eyes that she was starting to panic; she knew it wasn’t going to last much longer.

I remember what was going through my head at that minute even now. I shouldn’t be angry with her after all she is me. I wanted to keep my promise. I told them I wouldn’t move from this spot unless I was in danger. I was always told to break a promise was the worst kind of sin. A promise is like a friendship it only makes things better. That is what my mum told me but she was wrong. If she hadn’t made me promise I would have been there with them fighting. I was trained to fight yet a promise stopped me. A promise stopped me from saving my parents. My parents died because of a promise I made them so how could a promise make things better because ever since that promise everything got worse for me.

That promise made me lose my parents, my friends and my home. I looked down to the younger me and thought why did I have to keep my promise?

I thought about how my life would be completely different I would probably be engaged to someone my mum had set me up with. I may never have had the chance I had now with Caspian if it hadn’t happen. I might have had to wear dresses every day and be introduced to the public at my thirteenth birthday. I wouldn’t be able to live my own life. I would have eventually had to live under the regulations for society.

I just wish I hadn’t seen the sword plunged into my dad and then my parents being carried a way as if they were nothing. I can admit I love my life at the minute but there will always be those invisible scars that only I bear witness to. My heart has begun to heal; it’s not half broken anymore. I can fight this dream now I can face it head on. I’m not going to wake up crying anymore because I have to leave the past in the past and live in the future. The past is gone but the future lives on.

I took one last look at the younger me and saw the tears running down her face but I wasn’t worried anymore because I knew they would fade over time and that little girl would begin a new life. She would begin the journey to the person I am today. I watched as she faded and I opened my eyes to see that I was in my lounge and that Caspian was sitting at the fire reading.  

My future was definitely better than my past. I wasn’t going to let him slip by me anymore. Caspian completed me and I don’t care what it takes I’m not ever going to give him up again.