Once again

01

"Athanisia De Alger Obelia. Is stripped of her name and title of Princess. She is sentenced to death for attempted murder of Princess Jennette De Alger Obelia." The herald announced.

Athanasia was pulled up onto the platform. People were cursing her and cheering for her death. 'But I'm innocent'. Athanasia thought as she saw everyone cheer and a tear slipped from her eye. The one person who believed her, that she was innocent was killed. Athanasia had nobody left that cared about her and so she was content in embracing death.

But still, silent tears trickled down her face as she looked up at the eyes identical to hers. The one persons love she ever wanted has now sentenced her to death.

If Athanasia knew that Jennette's tea was poisoned she would've drank it all up herself because she knew it would have sadden him. She never had any ill feelings towards Jeanette either, she was jealous of her for getting the one thing she could never archive but still loved her as her sister.

Athanasia would've done this all even after he told her he'd never even think of her as his daughter as he never has.

As the scratchy noose was placed around her neck, it was in those final moments for the first time her broken heart finally started to harden.

'I've wasted my life for the impossible. Now my life is cut short and I'm all alone. The most hated person in this Empire. I was a fool, how foolish, how could I be such a fool?' Athanasia thought.

'I won't pity myself. It's my fault for being so stupid. This was all because of yearning for my fathers love. I shall never make the mistake yearning for anyone's love.' Athanasia had a small, bland smile on her face as she stared up at him.

"Happy Birthday to me.." Athanasia whispered.

Before the floor beneath her feet, dropped.

***

White light shone around her and there was a faint sound of voices. 'Death is quite peaceful'. Athanasia thought. 'I don't feel any pain either'. It was defiantly a relief.

But the white light cleared. And she was able to see to see Claude and Jennette.

'I don't know where I am, or what is happening. But isn't this cruel to watch how happy everyone is now that I'm gone?' Athanasia thought as looked around more.

It was like an endless trail of mirrors of the life of others after she was gone.

That's when Athanasia stopped, 'Maybe I can see who the real culprit is.' Athanasia thought as she looked around and found a mirror of that was of guards speaking to him not long after her execution.

The guards explained to him of who the actual culprit was. Jennette's aunt, Countess Rosalia, and that Athanasia was truly innocent. "Is that so?" Claude looked at them boredly, no sign of guilt whatsoever on his face. She wasn't even sentenced to death like Athanasia only had to pay a fine because Princess Jeanette begged for her not to be killed.

Athanasia heart was bitter, as her eyebrows furrowed. 'He couldn't even have a little remorse?'

Athanasia continued walking sparring the mirrors only hateful glances. 'Where's Lily? I thought that I'd perhaps meet her after death or perhaps mother.' Athanasia thought annoyed.

But a mirror caught Athanasia's eye and then her interest. She stopped and gave her full attention to it.

'This man, he is similar to him.' Athanasia tilted her head as she looked closer. The man was walking through the halls of the Garnet Palace with a ominous smile on his face. With black hair and eyes. But he held the same overwhelming presence and even walked as him.