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Aleena's POV
" Princess Aleena, you have to wake up it is urgent!"
I ignored the voice and continued to dream.
" Princess!"
"Princess!" , " You have to wake up!"
Irritated I yelled at the voice "GO AWAY! LET ME SLEEP!", but still the person stayed.
Even angrier at these actions I shot up and glared at the voice. Once I rubbed my eyes I saw that it was my maid- Charlotte. "What is the meaning of this?!" She stood in front of me shaking.
"Miss i'm sorry to bother you but your father told me to fetch you."
"Very well." I said sighing. "You are dismissed."
She bowed and left in a hurry, as I gathered my things and got ready.
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I walked down the corridors of the palace and made my way to my father's office. I opened the door and was shocked to see my father sitting on his desk talking to my stepmother- Tremaine.
I slammed the door behind me as to make sure they noticed my presence. Both of their eyes whipped to me and father's eyes looked angry and disappointed.
Where as my stepmothers eyes and face suppressed a smirk. I glared at her menacingly then quickly looking at my father sweetly as not to portray the fact that I hated her.
" Father, you called." I said. " Yes, Aleena because YOU have stolen something very valuable from Tremaine." he said while looking at her sweetly. "WHAT!" I exclaimed, " HOW DARE THAT OLD HAG ACCUSE ME OF STEALING!"
"ALEENA!" my father boomed. " THAT IS NO WAY TO TALK TO YOUR QUEEN, OR YOUR MOTHER!"
"STEP- MOTHER!" I shouted, " and that will NEVER change."
Termaine pretended to be hurt and started fake crying.
"See look what you've done!" My father said glaring at me.
" I didn't do anything. " I snapped. "She's fine." I said rolling my eyes. Then the women had the audacity to look at me with "teary" eyes and say, " Oh, Aleena please just tell the truth.
I know you are the one who stole my wedding band. You don't like the idea of me and your father being engaged. Just confess so you will not get into further trouble." She said while looking at me "sweetly" as my father held onto her while glaring at me.
I clenched my hands tightly. This woman had my father wrapped around her little finger. But I wouldn't allow it. "NO!" I said fiercely. " My mother taught me to never confess to something I didn't do, no matter how much the cost."
At the mention of my mother Termaine glared up at me. And my father tensed up with a look of sorrow in his eyes.
He controlled it and instead put on a mask of steel, as he so often did after the death of my mother.
Flashback:
" And do you annabella believe you cheated on clarkson."
"NO!"
"Well let me help you reconsider your answer...if you say you did it we will ease up on the punishment."
"NEVER!"
"Mommy please, just say u did that to daddy." I said tears streaming down my face as I hugged her chained body.
"I'm sorry pumpkin. I wish it wasn't this way." She said as the guards pulled me away.
"NO, MOMMY!" I said struggling against the guards. "LET ME GO!" I screamed. Then in a flash the entire room filled with ice.
The guards holding turned to ice and the executor took that chance to swing the ax at my mother's head. "NO!" I screamed in agony as my father tugged me out of the room.
End of flashback
I could never forget that day. The day in which my mother had sacrificed everything for her beliefs and the day I discovered my treacherous powers.
"Aleena!" My father hissed. "Your mother has nothing to do with this conversation. Just confess and you stop making a mockery of me and my kingdom."
"NO, father I won't admit to doing something I haven't."
"FINE!" He roared. "If you shall not confess then you will be locked in room, until u know your place. And until u tell the truth." He snarled while looking at me as if I killed someone. I stood there shocked at my father's declaration.
"Guards taker her away!"
" LET ME GO!" I screamed but it was no use.
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Killer Frost
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