How could i have been so foolish as to have gone up to father and ask him a dumb question.
" Hey dad could i exit the building " knowimg very well that out there my life is at risk of being taken away. I had to be calm, collected and act normal so that when i asked he felt the same, calm, hopefully. My kingdom, well soon to be city was taken anyway, is so called safe in the hands of my sisters and father but things were better when mom was around. She could calm down the whole city that we lived in the middle of.
I lived in a big luxurious castle filled with gold at every corner and daughters for days. I was the youngest and that meant the last to be able to be in control of what happens in this city. I was also treated like a baby. I hated it with a deep passion. Thats all this city runs on anyways. Destruction. Stripped of its love due to a war none can forget and are cursed to remember and cut away from the love and fearfulness that brought it together.
I spilled into the hallways of the castle watching the walls and the pictures that hang on them as i walked slowly to my fathers room. Buliding up the courage ro ask him if i could leave the house I overheard the conversation he was in and my faced droped. I guess now wasnt the write time to ask if I could go. Well now knowing one of my sisters,Agatha,was shoot.
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