Unwillingly Lima narrated the story of Veronica as short as possible skipping the horrendous details about the life of Princess.
"Then what?" Amara asks curious squatting beside her grandmother and going more active.
Lima runs her hand behind her neck tiredly trying her best to quit the conversation. "I'm feeling tired sugar. I wish to take some rest."
Amara hesitantly agreed and ambled to her bedroom for the night's rest. Before going to bed she talked to Alexander and told him the weird behavior of her grandmother, her reluctance to tell her about her late great grandmother.
Alexander adviced her to close her eyes while he still stays on the call. He consoled her with pacifying words. Then he sang her a beautiful melody lulling her to sleep.
Amara did not know her boyfriend could be so sweet, his voice so pleasant and soft that it brought in her an instant drowse.
"Learn about yourself to know what happened to you in the past? What is your mission on earth being re-born? You need to end him." There were eerie voices so strong drumming in her ears instantly waking Amara from sleep in the middle of the night. She woke up pulsating with sweat running down her face.
She picked up the jug placed on bedside table and poured the water in the glass to drink in a single go. Flashes of woman in the picture hopped in front of her in horrid slides from the dream.
She had long black hair reaching her waist. Her big black balls showed valor and courage that could smash the enemy to bits. She swayed around holding the sword and her hair spread around like a fan displaying the fierceness of a tigress and the bravery of a warrior. Her face was held high in power and chest upraored in authority to brace up any situation. She takes a step forward with another leg behind as she pummels the sword right into the chest of the scavenger ending him permanently. But.... - the dream wasn't clear anymore except for bits of images here and there.
Long live our humble and brave princess Veronica. Let the blessing of all of us hail upon her." Her subjects shouted in a slogan with their hands pumping in air.
But what....? If the citizens of her country were happy then what is the meaning of 'but' she had in the dream?
Amara shut her eyes tight and closed her ears as if it would stop the voices. She squaled aloud but the words running in her head wouldn't stop.
As she was trying to recollect her lost breathe the closed window beside her bed suddenly opens like somebody unlatched it with force.
A violent gail passes through the casement shaking every article in the room. "Beauty did you recognize me?" A villainous titter followed the words as if teasing her.
Amara looks around, the bed light flickers for a few times and falls to the ground breaking to pieces reducing her in an empty dark room. She squeaks shutting her eyes tight in fear and scampers to the door for a rescue and it automatically slams locked.
The lid of the jug opens hanging in air and water pours out of it like a waterfall. Very soon the complete room was in floods.
The bed beside her shakes violently horrifying her moving in rounds and a mark on it appears as if there was a person sitting on it. A sharp sniffing sound hits her ears like the person was smelling her standing right beside her. "My beauty" it was the same vicious tone accompanied in chuckles which sent shivers down her spine. "I had been hungry for you since ages and finally you are born, with inviting shapes and sizes." There was hunger in every word he spoke sending shivers down her spine.
Amara yells and runs from the place not able to see anyone except the dark room around making her more crazy. In hurry to escape she slips from the water flowing in the room and drops to the floor.
The door suddenly opens with her grand parents rushing to her. "What happened my child?" Lima raced to Amara holding her in the arms. "He...he.." Amara points to the empty space on the bed in fright.
"There is no one here sweetheart. Look around." Lima encourages her to raise her head up and see. To her earth shatterimg surprise the room was the same like she entered earlier - calm and quite. There was no water or a gail rushing inside from an open window. The bed light was glowing like usual.
"You might have gone through a bad dream, sugar." Lima tried to pacify her grand daughter but she had her own doubt in her mind. Her grand father patted her shoulder in assurance. "It was just a bad dream child." He looks down at her with affectionate eyes and walks back to his room after she fell asleep.
The night Lima slept with Amara. The next day morning when she woke up Amara's legs drew her back to their front hall. She felt like there was some mystical power making her pull to things.
She looked at the Princess's picture again. She was sitting on a huge thrown with her posture slightly crossed. There was grandeur and potential on the way she sat which would force a fear in her enemy just by looking at her. A sword stood beside her with her palm resting on it. The handle of it had the inscription of a roaring lion. Her eyes were big covered in black eyeliner that held strength. She was putting on a long brown gown and the her hair plaited was falling in front to a side.
As if words were forcing out of her, Amara rushed to her grand mother again. Lima stilled at the excitement on her grand daughter's face, frightful vibes sending through her spine and the words she wouldn't wish to hear came out of her innocent grand daughter's lips were drawn. "Grandma tell me more about Princess Veronica."
The danger had already triggered and Lima understood it was time for Amara to know the truth.1653 AD, when everything was going right in her realm, a monster attacked the land of Princess Veronica. He was a womanizer, a devil under the pretence of a human. He learnt black magic from a wicked sorceress and started attacking woman.With his evil powers he smelled ladies and attacked them with no trace of compassion. He brutally molested ripping them apart and killed them. With just a trace of him, the females ran away and men were frightened of his savagery.Over a period of time woman stopped coming out of their houses. They were safeguarded by the men in the house. Because of the silent measure taken Otaku the monster became angrier than his usual and more villanous.He broke open the doors of people and attacked a feminine raping her perilously. He was a blood thirsty monster. Before killing any female, he sniffed her top to toe, killed her viciously an
The people of Hamster started to live happily. The smiles on their faces was back, fields grew green, trade progressed and the country was back to normal. Princess Veronica's joy grew no bounds. As a celebration to victory over the evil a fair was organised.The kind hearted princess distributed sweets and clothes to the needy during the fair. The citizens in the constituency danced and sang happily in praise of her. With the love adorned in their hearts they gave her a new name out of respect -The Queen Victoria.As the name suggests Victoria means victory and Princess had never tasted failure in her life. While she was taking the blessing of a veteran bowing her head humbly in spite of her many past victories, a woman holding a baby in her arms came rushing to her."Oh humble Queen Victoria, I live in the east province of your country. Your eminence is spread far and wide and you stand the magnificence of giving the best judgment in the
"Princess Veronica, your body is the sole weapon on the earth to kill him, the only power to end him. You will have to die the most brutal death and so the similar would be his end." He proclaimed with power and might, holding a fist full of white power in his hands to his forehead. "A weapon would be made using your bones and flesh inclusive of your hair. The tip of the weapon should be bathed with your blood and the act should happen coincidentally but not willfully. Only then would the sword attain the sanctitude to kill him."Princess Veronica wasn't afraid hearing the sage's deliverance. On the contrary she was happy, she could find a solution to the unlimited suffering of her country's citizens."How will I end the monster after my death?" Veronica had the final and only question to ask him. The sage took the spirited water from the jug besides and sprinkled it on her head. "You will take a rebirth, remember everything when time comes and end the beast."T
Preparations started for Amara's marriage. Calls were made and invitations were distributed far and wide even to the most distant relatives.Amara's grandfather came just then into the house after fixing the venue of Amara and Alexander's marriage. Lima came rushing to him from the kitchen. "When is the date fixed?" She asked in enthusiasm wiping her hands with a rag. "It is on Friday the sixteeth of August."As soon as she heard the date Lima's eyes trickled tears, exultance as well as perturbation were embarking her features at the same time. She was exultant because her granddaughter was soon going to get married to the man of her dreams.Lima was perturbed because Amara's marriage was fixed exactly on the same day 300 years ago when Princess Veronica's wedding was performed. It wasn't a coincidence but destiny defined. Lima's conscience couldn't be wrong. Amara and Veronica were the same. She had taken rebi
Lima went frightened very much. She wanted to send Amara away immediately but the young lady was an educated woman. She did not believe in ghosts and refused to listen to her grandmother.The wedding preparation was in full swing. The night before Amara went to bed, she got a call from Alexander."Hi baby, how are you?" You see I am stuck here in this haunted house, you are a very brave woman. Can you help me get out of it?"Amara at once left her house to reach Alexander. As soon as she reached the premises of the ghostly palace, she began to hear the weird voices."Come inside Amara, please save me." She heard the desperate pleas of Alexander.A strong breathing sound was heard beside as if somebody was smelling her. Amara looked beside but she wasn't't able to see anybody.Then she felt a touch on her upper arm. Amara was frightened to her core but she couldn't let her fears reign
The air blocked in the throat of Amara. She looked back and rewound the incidents that happened with her in the past few days - the phone call she got from Alexander, her visit to the old palace, the torch light which goes suddenly switched as she was about to cross the entrance and enter the room. The chamber was weird. It had a huge pillar right in the center and many huge iron plates surrounding it with ropes tied around.The complete space was covered with devilish pictures on the walls and some strings tied around the enormous metal sheets. The inside of the iron plates was heard a heavy breath of someone unknown....Amara shook with terror even with the recollection of the incident.******The palace was decorated with colorful flowers, balloons and lights. It was the day of Amara's engagement with Alexander.Droplets of water was dripping from her face, bust and arms passing through a pink towel wrapped around as she comes out of
The night Amara had a weird dream. In front of her was a beautiful palace shining with liveliness and glitter.In the midst of the mother nature was a fountain in the shape of a curvaceous woman. She was holding a pot from which blue waters were flowing from the fountain making the scenery entwining.The front of it was a long pathway and on the both sides of it were green pastures extending to insurmountable distance.Between the greenery were small plants flowering in different colors and varieties of yellow, red, purple and white.There were tall green trees which were shading the travelers who came to see the king from far off places.The walls of the mansion were decorated with long garlands of flowers. It was probably a celebration. Many guests have come for the function. The drinks were getting served.The servers were moving around the place in a hurry carrying snacks and drinks dressed in white and gray uniforms.
The entire family rushed to Amara's room hearing her squeak. Lima saw her fainted and dropped to the floor. Her heart leaped out of its rib cage seeing the sorrowful state of her grand daughter. Amara surely needs a psychological counseling and may be a medical help too. The doctor visited their mansion and examined her. He prescribed her with a few vitamins and advised Amara to take complete rest for the next few days. Lima slept with Amara the complete night. The next day when she got up Amara looked around her room haunted. "Grandma, there was a man playing guitar under a distant tree." She pointed to the window from where they can have a beautiful view of the entire garden of the estate. "Before I could leap my eyes, he was right before me giving out his devilish laughter. He was completely smeared with a white paint but his face was covered with hair. The description brought goosebumps on Lima's skin but she did not want to ventilate