The Old Gods

Pure Soul

"For how long should I stay here?! I can't take it anymore!" Zorya screamed hitting the wall with her fist.

It have been almost three endless days and nights, that she had to spend locked inside of her room, and if she wished to leave it, she needed to be followed by the trusted guards to who Darius have ordered not to leave her alone even for a moment.

Zorya moved around her room nervously, wished she could just jump through the window and run away from the grasp of this place.

"Please my princess, stay still, The King have ordered to remain here until heis sure that you are safe." Sarah said, trying to calm her down.

"How dare he?! He knows very well that I am perfectly capable of defending myself!" Zorya yelled.

Kreshnik just spend his time on the balcony watching his owner raging around the place, not understanding what made her like that.

"Princess, please, don't you see that he cares about you. He doesn't wish to lose you, like he lost his previous wife." Sarah said and Zorya felt her eyes soften.

Zorya almost never wondered how would it feel to lose Darius, who was slowly becoming a part of her, she was sure that it would be hard to go through something like that, but maybe eventually she would be able to recover from that. But she would miss him, she was sure, and she would search for him in every other man. The way he spoke, the way he fought, the poetry he wrote, she would miss everything about him, even his damaged eyes that seemed like they will never be able to really see her. For a moment, she wished she could understand Darius and the unhuman pain he had to go through after losing his wife and daughter, she wanted to understand everything about him.

"See? It is not that hard to understand, even someone like him." Sarah said and smiled at princess.

"Well, I am trying to do so." Zorya answered.

"You know, I was a maid of Queen Anna as well." Sarah suddenly said.

"Really?" Zorya asked surprised. "What was she like?" Zorya asked.

"Nothing like you." Sarah answered with a chuckle. Zorya chuckled at her statement. Sarah was her maid, but also, Zorya considered her to be a close friend. Something in the eyes of that old woman, deeply reminded her of Mira, her mother. Even though she was sure that they two were so different.

"People keep telling me that." Zorya answered.

"That is because you are nothing like they ever meet before. You are unique, my princess, and I am sure that eventually people will be able to understand you. But you need to give them time for that. I can see a great leader in you, but they don't know you like I do." Sarah said with a smile.

"You remind me of my mother." Zorya said smiling.

"I am honored to hear that, but how so?" Sarah asked.

"My mother is a warrior, but I can see that you are too, just in some different way." Zorya said and Sarah smiled at the princess.

"I am no warrior my dear princess. I am simply living my life here, contented with what I have, and happy to be able to spend time with people who I consider family." Sarah said.

"Family?" Zorya asked confused, she didn't think that Sarah is a royal as well, she simply considered her purpose of being here, to be a maid, but Zorya started loving her, like a friend.

"Yes, I am taking a care of you, and I consider you to be my family. Maybe I should not be allowed to say something like that, but I consider you, my daughter." Sarah said with a warm smile. Zorya could swear that she saw a glimpse of tears in her chocolate-brown eyes.