The Rightful Heir

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• 41 • memories •

" my memories came back in the form of someone else,
i know this feeling..."

"memories,
it's gon take some getting used to
memories, feel the pain when it hits you."

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"PULL ME OUT!" I wail out. I jump, sitting up on the bed while clutching my pendant. Eden, from the floor besides the bed comes towards me wrapping me in his arms.

Tiara comes barging in along with the twins. Before she walks towards us ready to comfort me Leia grabs her hand, holding her back. "Only one person-"

"That's my sister." Tiara speaks confidenly.

"Let her adjust to reality."

The three of them stand near the bed allowing Eden to calm me down as I sob loudly into his shoulder, definitely leaving wet marks on his shirt.

My breathing is heavy and my hands are shaking, I definitely didn't think this is how I would come back.

"What did you see?" Tiara asks.

"My mom." My voice cracks as more tears stream down my face. I don't make eye contact with any of them, only remain in Eden's comforting embrace.

Lunelle steps out the room and into the bathroom, coming back in with a soft towel. He hands it to Eden and he wipes away the glimmering layer of sweat on my forehead.

It felt like a dream; turned into a nightmare.

"You were right." Nobody says anything "Queen Lauretta is my mom, I am the lost princess." I look down watching as more tears fall down and leave circles of stains on my pants.

Eden grabs my shaking hands and holds them in his. "And I did kill her." I cry more, I don't bother stopping the tears.

"What?" Eden looks completely confused.

While wiping the tears "Her body only made it to the end of labor, she died while holding me."

I hear them take a deep breath, taking in the sudden information. "You didn't kill her." Leia speaks up.

"But I did-"

"Many other mothers die because of child labor, it's not the child's fault. Many children don't make it through labor, it's not the mothers fault. Don't you dare blame yourself for something you had and have no control over."

She doesn't sugarcoat it, she tells it straight forward and I silently thank her.

I curse under my breath, still adjusting to the light around me-

It's day time.

"What time is it?" I ask, when I went under the spell it was late at night, I now notice the sun rising. "How long was I out for?"

Lunelle answers my question "You slept the rest of the night."

"What? That was only for a few minutes..."

"Time runs differently spiritually, that's normal."

I rub my face in my hands and sigh. "What do we do know?" Tiara asks.

"I have no idea..."

"Fight for your thrown." Leia blurts out and everyones head turns towards her.

"What?"

"You just found out your princess Theodosia, you're supposed the take the thrown aren't you?"

My mothers words echo in my head "Make sure she takes the thrown." She made her request to my father, who never fulfilled her wish.

"That's what my she said."

"Hmm?" Tiara asks.

"She told my father to make sure I take the thrown."

"What happened to the king?" Eden asks.

"I don't know, the last thing I remember was him sobbing over her body." Everyone stays silent, the air is thick and tense. "But he's alive. Remember the guy from the town, who said he knew me." I turn to Eden who was there.

"Yeah?"

"That's my dad."

"That crazy guy? How do you know-"

"I know he is, I know for a fact. I need to find him. We'll get this sorted out."

They all look to me, as if searching for the answer.

The same look of hope the poor little elf had when he spoke highly about Athena. The hope he had about Athena saving his people. The same of hope that mysterious woman stared into my eyes with. The hope my father called out for.

Someone needs to save this kingdom from the years of ache.

Everything hits me all at once. After the years of being so blinded everything comes to reality.

When that mysterious woman told me I was so much more than what I thought, I thought she was implying my powers. And she probably was but I also knew she was implying me, other than my strength. Who I was meant to be.

And Queen Bruna took that away, my aunt, for her own selfish desires.

She let the kingdom live in poverty, not helping or leading her people. She let innocent children starve. Stealing funds and money from hard working familys. Not proving a decent health care and education.

She left the people alone when at there lowest; only wanting to live in her elegant palace with all the foods and clothes she needs. Selfish and like I said before: useless.

Make sure she takes the thrown.