Part I

Chapter Eight

Two lines of soldiers standing at the gate to welcome me, "Welcome home, princess Moll, we've been waiting for you." As I walked inside, I became speechless, marbled white palace with Baroque style, there're six pillars in total at the ground floor, the woven carpet which I step is unbelievable soft, it leads all the way to the end of the room, the king's throne, the throne back is taller than usual, there're more detailed designed carves on the throne, the cushion of the throne is also woven, with pure white thick wool, which transformed the whole throne to another higher level.

A middle-aged man was helped to come toward me, "Your Highness, the doctor said you shouldn't leave your room now, it'll make your condition worse..." The servant sighed with the concerned face, "I'm..fine...I....have to... meet my...my....dau..daughter...in real....life, don't worry..."The king said it while coughing badly.

The King has shoulder-length grey hair, sparse eyebrows and bread, grey-blue colour eyes, he has some wrinkles at the corner of the eyes and forehead. The dimples on both of the cheeks also have wrinkles next to it. His body shape is skinny as a stick, wearing noble clothes, thick furry lilac cloak on his shoulder is decorated by the pure pearls from the deep ocean. Holding a sceptre in his left hand, a dragon carved from bottom to top, at the top of it has three crystal balls covered by the drop-shaped spiral frame.

"Ohh...Look at you, you look just like your mother when she's at your age... She's been blessing you all the time, I knew she is." He sobbed. Even though I haven't him since childhood time, but I remember his light lemongrass smell, "Hmm...Hi! Long time no sees." I know my smile must be awkward.

"Come! Let... Let papa hug you! People have been waiting for you as well! Papa's body isn't that young anymore... I'll need you to inherit my throne, you'll do some training with Derek, I suppose you already knew him... If you're doing well, then I believe you can inherit my throne very soon..."

"Wait, what? I didn't say I'll inherit your throne, you can't decide this for me!" I shouted, "Ohh, sweetie... Of course, you'll inherit the throne, otherwise who can? You're the only royal posterity left, I only can count on you!..." 'The king' explained. "I don't know, I'm sure you can find someone else to take your place, I only agree to come back to see you and stay with you here, I don't want to mess with the kingdom, throne, people and so on! Plus, I don't know how to be a leader! I've always been the one who followed what the head said... And..." As I keep on saying, I see the anger inside his eyes, more and more, I tried to exclaim to make my point clear enough for him. "Enough! Young lady, you'll inherit my throne! End of the conversation!... Harry... Bring me back to my room..." The servant Harry quickly arm the king to leave.

A sigh, "Princess, are you alright? He loves you very much, Every year on the date you were missing, the king ordered the people to put flowers everywhere, so then maybe you can smell the floral scent, or when the wind blew you'll see the message on the petals, then you can find your way home." He hold around my shoulder, I slightly smiled, "Thank you, can I have a moment being alone, please?" "Of course, princess, call me if you need."I heard the steps gradually disappeared.

Why I don't have normal parents just like the others? Rule a kingdom is too heavy for me! I don't want to be tied up by a kingdom, and can't do what I want! When I walked toward outside, two maids blocked my way,