Two Worlds- Laurliza

3 |A Tortured King| ☆

   (Picture drawn by: Mushie R.)

  Eliza had dressed herself for the long day ahead of her. He wore a light blue dress, as she usually did. She made sure to make herself look presentable, as she was finally going to be able to talk to her father, King Phillip.

     Phillip was always at work, and could never make time for his daughters anymore. Ever since Catherine died, the entire kingdom blamed the elves for it, and Phillip was no exception. He loved his daughters very much, but he is always locked up in his room, planning his next attack towards the elves.

     Eliza had gone to all of her classes for the day, and was preparing for what she was going to say to her father later. She still thought very highly of him even after all of the times he was never there. Eliza felt like she needed him.

     She was in the middle of reading a book on Tiger Lillies when she heard a knock on the door. It was Angelica.

     "Hey, Betsey," she said with a warm smile that always made Eliza feel better. "Father wants to see you now."

     "O-Of course!" Eliza sputtered out as she stood up quickly. She had been thinking about this all day. She fixed her hair and dress and made her way outside to find her father sitting on the garden as far away from the statue as possible.

     Eliza smiled excitedly as she quickly made her way to her father.

     "F-Father! You wanted to see me?" she said, hoping her father was still the same man he used to be.

     "Yes, Elizabeth. It is concerning tomorrow's festivities," he said, showing almost no emotion.

     Eliza was still. He hadn't talked to her in weeks, and all he wants to talk to her about is this? Not even a hello?

     "Ah....," she said disappointed. "The Aurium Ball....."

     The Aurium Ball was held for princesses to select a husband, which the very thought of made Eliza shiver. The fact that the only thing that Phillip was concerned about was marrying her off made Eliza want to punch something....

     Phillip spoke, ignoring the annoyed look on Eliza's face.

    "It will be held tomorrow night. Make sure to look your best, and remember your goal, Elizabeth. Find a husband."

     Eliza shivered. Her father usually didn't call her that. Everyone usually called her "Betsey". The only other time Phillip had used her full name like that was when her mother died....

     Eliza ran back to her room and slammed the door shut with all of her might. Tears flowed down her face as she broke down

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     Eliza had woken up a few hours later, her face still red and puffy from her crying. She took one deep breath in and told herself that everything would be fine.

     Eliza wasn't just gonna sit here and let this all happen to her. She wasn't going to be the one needing saving.

Eliza got up and made her way to her sister's room. All she could hope was that Angelica had some advice for her like she usually did. Eliza closed her eyes and opened the door shakily.