She was weak.
She was obedient.
She always listened.
Ava Mays was the good girl and she had the weakness of not being able to say no. She would always listen to her mother, she would do literally anything her mother asked of her.
Literally, Legitima...
The note fell to the ground drifting with the wind, swaying back and forth. I screamed, not out loud, of course, I didn't feel like having more cameras flash at me, and I certainly didn’t feel like worrying Eric.
“Ava, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost, was your fortune that bad,” Eric asks teasingly.
No, Eric, I don't think Thomas is a ghost yet, but maybe in the possible future.
“I’m fine Eric but...Thomas texted me. He said I have to come to the palace immediately...something's happened” I reply, my voice unfortunately quivering.
A cloud of worry appears on Eric’s stark face. “Is he okay?
“I hope so,” I said. If he's not, I'm going to find this “X” character and kill him or her myself.
Eric lightly shakes his head as the wind starts head blowing strands of his dark black hair onto his face. He replies, “France is such a mess these days, how could the security have let anything happen to their crown prince, he is, after all, the second most important person in France after the king himself.”
I nod and reply “ I’m sure he’s fine. I’ll be happy as long as he isn't dead...as for X, he or she is so dead.
“Come, let’s go,” Eric says opening the car door for me.
I step in and close the door. Letting me put on my seatbelt, Eric speeds away to the palace.
“Are you close with Thomas?” I ask, turning to face Eric.
Giving me a quick glance, he turns the car to the left and replies, “Somewhat, Thomas doesn’t really talk to anyone that much," after a moment he continues, “We used to be closer in our childhood but we just drifted apart later on.”
I nod and he then says, as if it's an afterthought, “I’ll always be there for him. We are friends and, after all, he is the future king. I can’t really get on his bad side.”
I smile and ask, suddenly curious, “Is that why you're friends with me because I’m going to be the future queen?”
He shakes his head and replies, “Of course not, you're a pleasure to talk to, Ava, and there's not much I could gain by being your friend. I’m already the future duke according to my royal blood and that is the highest position in France after the king and queen.”
I nod and reply, “Well, I'm glad you're not using me.”
He smiles and, coming to a stop in front of the palace, says, “We're here.”
Pushing open the car door, I rush out. I need to check on Thomas. I enter the grand hall but he’s not there, nor is he in the kitchen, but the queen is. I rush over to her with Eric trailing behind me.
