Humanity: The Last Hope

Chapter 1.8: Zero Sanity

"Lady Alvios, it is morning." Nagising ako sa mahinhin na boses ng isa sa mga maids ko, hindi ako nagsalita at nginitian lamang siya bago ako tumayo sa pagkaka-higa ko. Titingin na sana ako sa bintana pero agad na nasilaw ang mata ko kaya ipinikit ko muli ang aking mga mata.

When the brightness filled my vision, the memories of yesterday was fresh in my mind. Yesterday was the first time Cyrus and I smiled sincerely at each other. Maybe i should make that day an anniversary. I giggled at my own silly ideas before i got up from my bed, walking towards the bathroom.

After dressing myself up with a pastel pink dress that covers my arms and shows my shoulder and colarbone, a heart-shaped blue diamond necklace on my neck - my hair was done by the maids. It's a side braided with a bit of hair falling out. And at the top of my head was the color silver of my tiara, covered in real diamonds.

"Lady Tiara is such a beauty~" Praised by my own maid, i simply returned a smile. "You flatter me."

"Right! Men will fall in line just for Miss's hands!"

"They will die for Miss's hands in marriage..."

"Lady Tiara's hands are precious, surely they will die for her."

Listening to their nonsense topic of marriage irritates me, why has this topic suddenly came in to light? Does it have something to do with Mother and Father's scheme?

"What are you three talking about?" My thoughts were suddenly cut off of my mind and noisy maids were suddenly silent. I turned to look at my Father, meeting his own cold and heartless expression that perfectly matched his eyes, were enough to make me swallow my hatred burning inside me.

Mother who has more gentle look in her face, though evil - i can still hold myself in, i can still refrain myself from showing my true emotions. But Father, he is on the other level. I can never answer nor talk to him like i can with Mother, is it fear? Partly, yes.

It is fear, it is despise, it is longing. This confusion in my heart were not bearable when it comes to my Father. He was the closest family to me when i was younger, when i was still innocent about this world that i live in. I once loved my father.

That is why i longed for him, for him to look at me again with warmth and love that he used to have when he look at me, not like this kind of expression, not like this kind of chilling stare.

"Father...?" I silently called out his name, which he obviously heard since it is dead silence. I stood up from my seat and forced myself to look straight at him, careful not to break my facade. Slowly but painfully, I smiled.

He didn't budge nor his expression change, he just stared at me before he said something, "Come to my office, we have to discuss about something."

What it is about? For such a long time, this is the first my father called me to discuss something, but instead of feeling scared, i felt delighted. Does my father finally realized that he loves me? After all those years that he has been cold and distant to me, does his heart suddenly missed my presence of smiling cheerfully at him? Does he miss my embrace whenever he is working to cure his stress?

I was so happy that i couldn't hide the smile on my face, silently praying that all those thoughts in my head are true. I snapped from my thoughts when my father spoke that we are at our destination now, we arrived at Father's office.

It's such a long time since I've seen this huge, dark oak door. Just a sight of this door brings back the old memories i have long buried in my past self. "Father, may i ask what is this about?" Feeling impatient and excited to talk to Father, I decided to ask him.