Unveiled

~ Chapter 4 ~

As the royal family of Tendora enter the castle, with the other members of the court trailing behind, a bunch of thoughts come rushing into Naya's mind. Amazing, Wow, Magical. Where has this place been all her life?

The entry hall is huge. As they walk across the marble floor, king David in the lead, there are a bunch of servants bowing their heads. Across the walls are gigantic glass windows, letting in the morning sun.

They head up a few flights of stairs, at the end of the hall. When they reach the tenth floor, they head left where two guards await the royal family of Nocturna and opens the doors to a throne room. Light shines through the windows like in the hallway, there are six thrones in the room. One for the king and one for each of his sons.

As the king and his sons sit down, Artemis, the captain of the royal guard from Tendora steps forward, wearing his crimson red with the burning gold lion emblem, guard uniform with pride. "Your Majesty, may I introduce to you King Chaol Foltenhearte, Queen Christina Foltenhearte and Princess Naya Foltenhearte from the kingdom of Tendora"

The Fae male ,Xander, looks at me by the mention of my name with that fixed stare from earlier. This time it sends slight chills down Naya's spine, but she keeps her head held high.

The king acknowledges them and says "Once again, Welcome to Nocturna. You must be exhausted so I shall not bother you any further. We can get on to business tomorrow after you are well rested."

The doors to the throne room open and a few servants enter the room. A young woman about the age of twenty, approaches Naya and bows her head. She is very thin, but very healthy and she looks happy. She reminds Naya of Aeryn. Her handmaiden's daughter back home.

Aeryn and Naya have been friends for as long as they can remember. They are both fourteen and they both have similar tastes in food, clothes and boys. Aeryn's mother ,Anastasia, is Naya's handmaiden, who has cared for her and loved her like she was her own daughter. Though she does not know how she could possible love her, when all she has ever done for her was cause trouble.

Running through her room with her muddy boots. Jumping on the couches and on the bed. And everything else naughty little kids did.

"Good morning, Your Highness. I hope you had a pleasant journey," the woman said and Naya was snapped out of her daze. "My name is Clara and I will be your servant for the following month. If I may I can show you to your room." Naya nods and she escorts her out of the throne room.

They climb three flights of stairs in silent and walk across to the end of the hall. Clara opens the doors for Naya and she walks in. The first thing she sees is a lounge suite, with a giant window at the other end and a fire place, the flames already heating up the space. On the same wall are a few shelves filled with books.

Naya heads right to where there is another door and enter. Here are more windows and a big bed at the end of the room, the sheets of the bed, almost matching the crimson dress she is wearing and the extra blankets match her fluff coat.

Naya takes of her fluff coat and Clara helps her. She is a bit annoyed, because she can do it herself. She is no child. But Naya doesn't say anything to Clara.

"I hope you like it, Your Highness" she says quite shyly, her brown hair sliding over her shoulders as she reaches to hang Naya's jacket in the closet.

"Well it would appear someone did their research." Naya remark. The rooms are filled with everything Naya adores.

Clara smiles faintly. "I wanted Your Highness to feel at home. Is there anything I can get Your Highness?" She asks. Clara has never actually looked her in the eyes, her brown eyes, matching her hair, keep darting around the room.

"No," Naya says "Thank you."

She nods. "Will Your Highness be alright on your own?"

"Yes, if there is something you need to do, then go do it. Do not hold me to it."

She bows her head and exits the room. Naya walks to the fire place and picks out a book. Assuming it was Clara who decorated her room, she did an amazing job. She goes and sits on the couch, open the book and starts to read.