Ruthless

Tangled feelings

Eden's POV

The night dragged on as it seems time has stopped to remind me of my misery. My little sister had fallen asleep with her head on my lap, my hands instinctively caressed her long dark mane while my eyes stayed glued to the wall in front of me. I have not seen Rue in quite a while, and I honestly missed the sassy brunette with a deep mind. She would have at least said something poetical to get me through the night.

I saw it in Keana's eyes, she was taking the news in a harsh way, she believed her sister's actions were her own fault. I could also see it in Rhea's eyes, the flash of hurt that rushed through her bright aqua and golden eyes, but it left as soon as it appeared. Keana had struck a cord within her which is why she felt the need to hurt Keana with her words. She had slept with her sister's very own wife, if it was before or after the marriage that is still a hidden detail, but I do know how much it haunts the Lombardi sisters.

I gave Keana something I have never given Rhea, permission in a way to take something from me. The reality of it made Rhea livid. The queen acts purely out of spite. It eats her alive that her sister in both situations have attained something she wanted, but could never have. The oldest Lombardi did not know how to love, and that is the only reason why love could never find her.

A woman who has everything in the world, except for the only emotion that makes us glad we are alive. How sad is that?

I went in my head, recalling the day Rhea saved me in front of everyone from one of her guards. How I felt this magnetic pull towards her and kissed her soft poisonous lips. What I felt in that moment was an emotion my own heart is trying to decipher. She cares in her own twisted egotistical way, she is blind to see the damage her actions bring upon the people around her though. She acts out of spontaneity, because she gets frustrated once things start getting out of her hands. Her need for power and lack of understanding emotion has isolated her from everyone who could potentially love her. Yet she still did not understand this, it was like watching an artist make the same mistake on a canvas over and over again, but not being able to see it in order to make the piece of art grand.

I had little to no time to come up with a way of escaping this hell, the queen was infatuated for some reason with me and there is nothing to do about it now. Keana had come up with the option of escaping once my siblings were all safe, she would help me hide somewhere faraway and though the offer was tempting, I could not do that to the younger sibling. Rhea did not hesitate to threaten her life this time and something twisted within me spoke next to my ear, assuring me that the queen will kill her own sister this time if it comes to it and having her blood on my hands would leave such a terrible mark on my soul I will not be able to live freely because it would have come at the cost of a life.

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Rhea's POV

For plenty of years my piano has called my name in the sorrows of the night to play its melodies out to the world. Tonight was no different, the day had been long and very unexpected for some reason I felt heavy. I played the melody at the rhythm of my once beating heart. My fingers know the keys of this piano like my lips know the taste of the forbidden fruit. It is true that women are the most precious creatures that ever walked this earth, we have the capacity of driving those with poor patience, mad. I am a woman, all I've ever wanted was to be free so why was I denying another beautiful woman her own free will?

Perhaps no one is free from the chains this life bestows on you. Everyone carries the weight of their sins on their shoulders, life is different to everybody who has the chance of living it, if that makes sense. Every passerby has a life just as complicated as your own. Truth be told, life is never easy it can be just tolerable.