Ruthless

The weight we carry from our past

~This chapter is rather long and it is also a very important key in this book, I hope you all enjoy. Let me know in the comments what you thought of it.~

Keana's POV

Eden and I walked side by side to the only garden that was still alive during winter on the rooftop of the castle. My head was still running in circles around my sister's words and Eden had heard what she spoke with venom.

"How are you holding up?" After a while I asked. She just sighed as she kept walking. "Things have occured since you left, things that confuse me about Rhea." She kept her face down trying to avoid my gaze. She was going through a turmoil of emotions. The energy radiating from her body was confusing even for someone like me.

"Do you wish to speak about it?" We sat down on a small cement bench around many of the rose bushes. The aroma of this room was magnificent; my sister always had a sweet spot for red roses and what they signify. "I wished for you to come back so many nights, now that you are I have no idea where to start." It was hard indeed to speak the words our hearts desire and that our brain condemns. "Start with how you feel about this wedding."

"She promised freedom to my siblings, we will be living unharmed, in peace. We will never go hungry again. I wouldn't have to worry about their fate because they will be here with me."

"Is this the only reason why you accepted?" I saw something cloud her eyes for a minute before she shook her head. "Rhea... she makes me feel things that I thought were forbidden, she has been nothing but gentle and patient not only with her words but her actions as well. I can't tell if it is only desire or something else." My sister was the angorraz of desire, like in mythology Aphrodite, it is her special tool to allure people in. Everything she does is viewed in a irresistible way even for the Gods above that adore her. So I can understand the confusion of the young girl.

"Lust and ardent passion is not the same thing, with lust you will always feel it sort of  temporary and when you think of this person is only in sexual scenarios. Then you have the ardent passion that involves a lot of thought, will and want. You wonder what this person is doing, you wonder if they think of you the same way you think of them, you picture their presence and even their touch. Their words echo in your head for days on end. You take them everywhere you go...

So which one it is you feel for Rhea?" Her breathing was uneven, trying desperately to form a coherent response to my question. I have been alive for centuries, I have seen worlds collide and new ones forming, I have experienced love and hate, so I knew more than what she led on. Eden was falling for the queen of the shadows and it terrified her because she still held the past accountable, she is afraid of her family's judgement and the thoughts of her people.

I took her hand gently in my own.

"Eden, one can fall prisoner to a lot of things in life if we are not careful, but love should never be one of them. You should never be afraid of falling into a public stigma, live your truth regardless of what that might bring."

"I want her dead... I want her alive and with me... Keana she is my doom."

"Ironic, I believe you are her salvation." At that her decorated red eyes stared at me. I half smiled gently at her letting her know it is all right. "You need to decide who you are living for, after all everything we have is our emotions. The rest just fades away with time."

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I was walking down the corridor aimlessly, my thoughts after all were not correct and Rhea was in fact evolving if I dare say so. It made me think of myself, Carina was still alive in my head, I still remember her every detail. My shoulder bumped hard into someone causing them to fall into the ground with a loud thump. It was Ivanna, she had dropped her tray of plates and all the cups broke.