The Soulless Queen (COMPLETED)

Soulless Chapter 11: Dark and Narrow

Soulless Chapter 11:
Dark and Narrow
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My three inch heels echoed on the hallway of the imperial dome.

Lahat ng madadaanan ko ay napapalingon sa akin. And I hate that idea that they can look at me like they are on the same level as I am.

We are not and they should know it!

"Shoo them now Eloisa! Alam kong gusto mo na silang sigawan" my fist form into a ball but relax it after a second.

I need to calm down.

"Sige na kamahalan, hindi ito makakarating kay Tiya Cornelia. Dali na!"

Why does I need to walk with my crazy cousin? Not to mention that she will be living next to my room.

"Eloisa tingnan mo, nakatingin silang lahat sayo. Hindi ba nila alam na mas mataas ang posisyon mo? Bilis kamahalan, turuan mo na silang lahat ng leksyon"

No i won't!

But damn Athalia! Pinalalala lamang ang init ng ulo ko.

"Mukhang hindi sila naturuan ng mabuti, sinusundan ka parin nila ng tingin kamahalan"

Kusang umikot ang mga paa ko paharap rito. Lahat ng kaninang mga matang nakatingin sa amin ay kusang umiwas sa aking paglingon.

And Athalia being herself, is beaming a lunatic grin and that expecting me to shout, but no! I won't give her the satisfaction. Kaya naman mabilis rin akong bumalik sa paglalakad.

I heard a loud laugh from her but I didn't bother to look back.

Nang sa wakas ay narating ko ang tamang silid ay mabilis ko iyong binuksan at isinara.

Athalia would pest me that's for sure! And I don't like that idea.

I inhaled deeply and scanned the room where I need to live. To live under hell.

Maaliwalas, magarbo at halatang pinaghandaan ang silid na tutuluyan ko. It suited me and my title.

I walk to the bed and throw myself. Isinubsob ko rin ang mukha ko sa malambot na mga unan and scream all of my frustration.

They won the game, again.

I felt nothing but a piece of a puppet on a little show. Where the one whose holding the strings is my own mother. My own blood.

This is the price I need to bare until I get the throne. The price of being their daughter.

I breath in and out and close my eyes as I let my tears roll down on my eyes, as I let my emotions be visible for awhile.

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"Never in the history I imagine this, doing a task with you in a library. This feels, stupid and weird"

I ignore her, again.

I never imagine the same too, but I never voice it out.

"Eloisa-"

"It's Elise, Athalia. Elise" I said with a firm and finality.

I hate everyone who calls me by that name, I hate that name..

"Elise kung Elise, ikaw ang bahala, tama ba kamahalan?" she rolled her eyes ceiling ward and I don't give any flying care about it. All I want is to shut her mouth and never let her speak until I finish this day.

But Athalia wouldn't be Athalia if she didn't speak for a second. And I hate her for that.

"Nasaan ba yung alipin mo? I haven't seen that bitch, I wonder if she's making her move on Kuya Ren"

"Stop giving names on Mira" I continued scanning the books related to the history of our ancestors.

"But she is. Hindi ko talaga gusto ang prisensiya ng babaeng iyon"

"Well the feeling is mutual, she doesn't like you too athalia"

Mira and Athalia will never be on the same place without a war. I don't see any reason why they hated each other, but it's a good thing for me.

"Tigilan mo na ang paglapit sa babaeng iyon kamahalan. Hindi siya magiging mabuti sa iyo pagdating ng araw"

Nag-angat ako ng tingin sa kaniya. Her face is void with her bubbly emotion, all I can see right now is a hard expression of a Valentin, it resembles so much of tiyo Valdemor. But I know athalia more, she may look like her father but she's a good deceiver too. Just like my mother. A great actress.

"Why? Have you seen the future my dearest cousin?" There's a hint of mockery in my voice.

Athalia is a half blood, a sinner on our town. Our families deepest secret, and she is a damn traveller. And I hate it how she always speak like she knew what will happen on the future.

Especially when it comes to mira, the only friend I have.

Ngunit imbes na matakot at mapahiya siya sa harap ko ay binigyan pa niya ako ng isang nakakalokong ngiti. Isang patunay na hinding hindi siya basta-basta magpapatalo sa akin.

"Tinuruan tayong sabay na huwag maliitin ang kahit na sino Eloisa. Hindi mo alam baka isang araw makita ko rin ang hinaharap. Ng literal"

Matapos sabihin iyon ay iniwan niya akong mag-isa sa lamesa, kunot ang noo at nagtataka sa inaasal ng pinsan ko.

Ngunit gaya noon ay pinagsawalang bahala ko na lamang iyon. Athalia is Athalia, and her names define craziness.

Ilang ulit ko pang nilipat ang pahina hanggang sa magsawa ako. Hindi dahil sa libro kundi sa prinsensiyang kanina pang nagbabantay sa akin.

"Labas!" I command and on the dark, he appear still wearing a smile that everyone might like, but not me.

"Magandang araw kamahalan"

I give him a glared but like Athalia, he doesn't give any fuck about it, instead he lean on the table and give me a mischievous grin.

"Kumusta ang buhay sa loob ng bago mong kulungan?"

I gritted my teeth and stared at his vapid eyes, contrasts to the grin that his giving.

"Why are you following me?" I asked in the most dangerous way as I could.

Ngunit imbes na lumayo ay mas lumapit pa siya ng husto at hinaplos ang pisngi ko. I didn't flinched and never will.

"Kasing ganda ka parin ng mga tala sa langit prinsesa ko, marapat lamang na bantayan kita" mas lumawak ang ngiti niya. "Hayan, nabigyan na kita ng sagot sa iyong tanong"

Sa isang mabilis na galaw ay tinabig ko ang kamay niya. Gumalaw ang panga niya tanda ng pagkainis ngunit kung gaano ako kabilis ay ganoon din siya kaagap na mahawakan ang kamay ko.

"Hindi mo dapat ginagawa iyon sa lalaking nakatadhana para sa iyo kamahalan. Hindi dapat"