She woke up lying in the cold floor. It's morning again or even afternoon, she cannot tell what time of the day is it.
She saw four trays of untouched food in the table maybe the servants put it in there, she didn't glance at it because she didn't feel hungry at all.
She examined herself in the mirror. She's pale, all her colors run away from her, her hair was a mess and she looked wretched.
She opened one of the cabinet and pile of clothes welcomed her. The clothes were expensive in looks and there's no pants or shirt in there, only long silky dress and gowns. She took one silky dress just like what she is wearing at the moment and a pair of lingerie then went to the bathroom to take some bath.
After a while, she walked outside the bathroom dressed and fresh. Taking a bath made her relax a bit. She lurked again on that same place when she heard the door cracked opened revealing a furious king.
"What are you doing Khaliana?" he said looking down at her. She was still on that place and still registering his unreadable expression.
She stood up, ready to fight him.
"What do you want to hear from me?" "I am doing the greatest thing I can do while in this suffocating room!"
"Lurking!" she said angrily with her eyes poking into his.
"It's been 4 days since that incident Khaliana and you were asleep for almost 2 days, you woke up yesterday and you didn't even touch your food? Are you going to kill yourself from hunger?" he barked back.
"I am not hungry, if that's what you want to hear!" "I can survive even if you will not feed me for how many days! So don't bother yourself, it is not the likes of you!" she said irately.
"Don't act like you care, because you really don't!" she continued.
"I cared Khaliana! I really do!" his face was serious this time.
"Why do you even care?!" "You're supposed to inflict me with your wrath right? That's what you said at the camp! Is this your way of tormenting me?" she asked curiously.
He became silent for a while.
"You always space out when I asked you questions! What a coward!"
Before she could utter another insult, he already talked back.
"I cared because you're special to me Khaliana!" he shouted with much emotion.
She was taken a back for a while but she composed herself again. She didn't want to fall for his sweet words.
"Special?" "I always knew that I am different but not special! Stop blabbering words you don't even know how to use." She spat back.
"You're far from different Khaliana, you are unique and you are destined to be mine!" his words sends shiver down her soul.
"I am not inventing anything Khaliana, you belonged to this kingdom, you are born to lead my forces and claim victory against the Kingdom of Ferrera. You are the woman we are seeking for over centuries! Now that I found you, I will never let you go!" he said. His words leave her into a shock state.
"What are you talking about?" she asked confused.
"You are the woman written in the prophesy Khaliana." he uttered.
Upon hearing the word prophesy, she remembered the book she have read and carried along with her.
Is that the same prophesy he's talking about?
She never focused about the prophesy written on that book, all she want to know was to reveal her own identity.
My book, did they read it.
She cannot believe anything that she had heard a while ago. It seems too vague for her.
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The Kingdom of Etherna: Return of the Prophesied Queen
Historical FictionKhaliana Khamia Esme is an orphan, she was adopted by her so called aunt and uncle, they loved her, but she seems unsatisfied with it. They live in a small hut within the forest outside the Kingdom of Etherna. She was trained by her uncle in handlin...
