*Modern day Anastasia*
All Iris could remember is the orphanage she grew up in. Nothing about her past, her family, not even her true birth name. The only thing that connects her to her history is an elegant silver ring too small for her 17-year old fingers, and the genes that gave her unique hazel irises tinted with gold flecks- the reason for her namesake 'Iris'.
Though surrounded by orphans she considers as brothers and sisters makes her happy, Iris feels like an unfinished jigsaw puzzle - gaps in her memory, nightmares she can't understand, a song she can't get out of her head. But she can't just drop everything and search for her family like some long-lost princess. She's got 10 younger kids to take care of. She works. She has to maintain her scholarship at a prestigious university. She thought she could never find out who she really is, who she was.
Until the university's dark prince thought it would be fun to meddle with her by talking speculations of who she could have been.
But is the past really that important when it's all just history now?
Iris was a normal girl...Well at least that what she thought before she was pulled from her family. She watched her parents be executed and was to be executed the day after, but escaped. Now, she has met a boy. Ajax. She has a connection with him, but first, will she be able to trust him after he lied to her? Will she ever be able to escape from the Lord who rules the New World? And will the Prophecy become true?
"I'll be back tomorrow to check on you and make sure you don't get an infection. Tell your guard if your bandages need to be replaced. Oh, and I almost forgot." He says. Ajax leans towards me and kisses my cheek that doesn't have scratches.
"What was that for?" I ask, stunned a little and my heart beating quickly.
"Now we're even." He replies with a lopsided grin.
I roll my eyes and we say our goodbyes. Did he seriously just pay be back for teasing him? I laugh at the idea that he actually knew that I was teasing him.