Chapter 11

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I've gotten better and my fever was entirely gone. Now I was back outside and jumping around in the snow building a snowman and snow forts. I was having the greatest time of my life. Avia was making a huge snowball and Hilana was standing a little far's away but close enough to keep an eye on me. The guards were standing on duty and the other maids were inside working. 'It's boring with no one...That's the best thing I could ever ask for.' I excitedly digged in the snow to make room for my fort.

I got out of my snow fort and looked up to see a face and I instantly fell on my butt. 'That scared me. How did he get there without me hearing him?' Standing in front of me is a man I have never seen before but that ombre is looking fabulous on him. Wait dark purple-that color is ringing a bell. Oh, he's the guy I saw when I was sick. "Good to see your up and kicking princess." The man said. I smiled at him. 'Why do I get the feeling of evilness from you.' I had to wonder.

"Well, I'm not exactly a good man." He said. Huh, what? Did I hear wrong? 'Is this man physic like my father who somehow is also physic.' I looked at the man in a whole new light.
"Nah don't compare me to him I'm better than that kid in basically all ways." Ok did I just hear him degrade my father? I looked with wide eyes. 'Ok, this is getting confusing. Is he psychic or not.' The guy sighed and looked at me. "I can read your thought's dummy princess." He poked my forehead. 'Ok well, that's new. Oh boy, this is strange. Why does this feel like an invasion of privacy.' The guy laughed.

"Say want to do something fun?" I shrugged my shoulders and nodded my head. "Alright, then how about we get married." My eyes went wide like golf balls. 'What did you say?' I think I heard wrong. He got closer to me and whispered in my ear. "Let's get married." He looked at me with his gray eyes. I backed away from him and ran.

Apparently not looking in front of me results in me hitting something hard and falling on my butt. I looked to see my father. I got up and patted off the snow before tugging at his pant leg. He looked down at me with uninterested eyes. 'Please squat. I can't see if you don't squat.' He squatted and looked at me with almost dead-looking eyes. 'Geez, how bored can one man get.'

"Papa." I gave him my sweet childlike smile and he smirked. 'Oh no. Not again. Here we go again.' I heard nothing, not even a peep. My father was just staring at me. 'Well if you're not going to talk then I'll talk but it's going to be very bad.' I still can't talk fluently. "Papa wat's maried?" Oof that was an oof but not the worst. It could have gotten really bad but not the worst. My father tensed and hardened his look.

"Who told you that?" I pointed at the purpled-haired man. My father got up and pulled out his sword from nowhere. "Morium(1) you're dead." My father said as a matter of fact and started chasing Morium.

"Now, now Lyer don't you know you'll age faster if you don't relax more." Morium teased my father and that just fueled his thirst for wanting to kill the purple ombre man. 'Oh boy, this great. I'm loving it!" Morium then disappeared into thin air and I sensed a presence behind me. 'No way.' I turned my head around and yep he was behind me. This prick has some skill even I couldn't do that.

"Get away from her." My father said menacingly with his sword gripped tightly right beside him. It kinda looks like he wants to kill me and I can't blame him with all the stupid things I've done. I take that back I can totally blame him and I don't feel guilty for thinking so.

"You already have one. Why not give this one to me since you don't exactly need her." Morium hugged me from behind and my father raised his sword. Oh boy, he's going to kill me with this purple ombre but I'm not ready to die yet.

"Step away from the thing." I am still on the same level as a thing. I feel ever so offended by his comments. 'When shall I be promoted to being a human.' I let my thoughts wander off and at the same time watched those two one trying to kill the other.

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