Ruthless

Unspoken truths

There will be a song as you continue to read the chapter, for better reading try to assimilate the lyrics to the characters, it inspired one of the parts and fits the characters perfectly. Also this chapter may be a bit harsh, but I promise it'll open some doors for upcoming ones.

Enjoy :)

Eden's POV

The queen left the palace two days ago, and there has not been said a single word of her arrival or the encounters she's had in her birth country. The palace seems more at ease, as if all of us could breathe after a while of being held under water. We still had to do our work regardless; she always left guards looking after us and patrolling the palace. Some of them were just as bad as Rhea; others just didn't seem to care at all about the work of the maids. They just wanted to have cold endless beers and play cards with other fellow soldiers.

The only rumor going around was that she had sent a new set of workers this way, I pity them especially if they even thought of joining the rebels, surely she must know of those that are against her; which undoubtedly is about everyone that have beliefs that differ from hers. She was respected only because she was feared, not because she had ever earned that high respect.

Rue was in a joyous mood after the queen left; aspects of the girl she used to be before coming to her damnation were out in the open. I also found out she sneaks out during night's peak. It made me wonder what she was up to. One day, I stayed cleaning after hours, for some reason returning to my chambers felt very unpleasant, like an imprisonment, and since the queen was not around to cause havoc, I wandered around. When I turned a corner in one of the thousands of corridors the palace has, my eyes witnessed the passion of a forbidden love. Rue was entangled in a young soldier's arms. Her hands were delicately placed on his face as he held her close to his body covered in a full new armor. His hair was somewhat humid and flat because of the helmet he was previously wearing. With a silent smile playing like violins on my face, I gently backed away and left them to carry on with their night of passion.

Someone deserves to find happiness in this hell.

For reasons unknown to me, I still made the mistake of entering that one haunting room. Rhea desires desperately to keep hidden. It was almost as if the space contained some sort of magnetism, and I could not help but to be attracted to it. My insides turned, the voices in my head whispered sense to me, to get out of such unholy place, but of course the stubborn curious girl won over and I felt as my feet carried me deeper into the room. It was still covered in dust, and many paintings were covered with dirty silk. I almost felt her presence inside this room.

Like a giant monster ready to be fed, my eyes instantly fell upon a bookshelf in the far right corner. My fingers traced the spine of a few as my eyes stared in awe. Here lies so much information regarding the queen's past life, perhaps parts of her that were closer to being human.

1602, Despair & lost love.

Perhaps the word love fooled me into taking the book in my hands, and perhaps the lonely part of myself made me open it. I sat on the dirty floor by the bookshelf, somewhat hiding from the main entrance. With so much stuff, it was possible to do so. I let myself recline over the bookshelf as my fingers flipped to the first page of the very very old book. The words were in German, but in my younger years, my mother taught us how to understand the difficult language. The thought of my mother brought agony to my chest, but it was best to push those feelings aside.

August 12th, 1602

The days have gone by in a monotonous endless daydream. The world seems to have fallen down, and all I am to do is pick it up back in my hands that are now covered in the blood of those who wronged me and my family. Each day, there are more men and women alike declaring their loyalty to me, I have become their savior but it was such a conflicting emotion. I did not desire to have men fight and die for me because I have the power of doing so by myself without any help, but the council has insisted as well as the gods. After all I am nothing but the mere creation of anger, a weaponized young woman ready to annihilate the sins of this world.