Every day that passed after that was excruciating. The curiosity of these strange rules biting me. Bothering me, to the point where I can't even focus in class. I am getting in trouble several times for not paying attention.
For example, while in English class I was doing what I always seem to be doing nowadays. I was daydreaming of the king. A whole array of questions were storming and brewing in my head when the teacher called on me.
I confessed and luckily she let me off with a warning. Though, her warning didn't help because thoughts of the king are like a looming figure in my head. Always on my mind.
In music class, we practised, well at least for my fellow classmates, all the songs. For me, however, I was struggling to learn all the songs while they just continued playing. The old teacher said that I should already know them if I'm good enough to be in this school. So rude of her.
So, to catch up I decided, in my off period to learn the songs with mister Anderson (who is the actual orchestra conductor). Turns out he's actually a pretty good teacher because by the end of our first lesson I knew almost all the songs.
He and I seemed to click instantly and had formed a really good connection by the end. He said that if my band, the one that the old lady gave me, were ever to go off that he'd come to get me before I got in trouble.
He also taught me that the band is called an Infinity band, I.B, for short but the second my fingers could play the song without me thinking my thoughts immediately went to him.
So, with this constant nagging feeling, I decided after so much thinking that today I'm going to the king's wing. I'm going to see him. I thought about telling my friends, but I don't know if I can trust them. Anna, I'm sure she wouldn't tell a soul. Heck, she'd probably even join me but I'm not so sure of Edith, I don't know why but I just don't trust her enough to tell her.
I have decided to be on my best behaviour today, maybe when I get caught they'll see me like a little angel. I hope at least they'll think I was just lost.
I was very shocked in math class when the class was visited by a little someone. Actually, he wasn't little at all, he stands at an incredibly tall height of 6'4. With dark brown hair and cloudy almost grey, blue eyes.
He was actually quite jolly and wore a black and blue suit. My math teacher seemed very stressed by him being there and told us to be on our best behaviour before the king's brother came. Which name turned out to be Alexander.
The teacher isn't exactly the fondest of me but Alexander was. When the class was busy doing work he had stood right next to me. All the girls around me seemed to swoon over him. I had to admit he was quite handsome but I knew he was way too old for me. But every now and then he would ask me if I was okay. He then said something that quite shocked me.
"The King was worried about how you would adapt," I sat there, staring in awe at him, confused on what he meant by that. Does that mean the king know of me? Why would he be worried about 'how I adapt'.
"I think you and I will become very good friends." Then the annoying bell rang, he gave me a small piece of paper before walking up to the front of the class. Greeting everyone and then leaving just fast as that moment felt.
Later at lunch, I finally pull the rough paper out of my bag. Edith on my right grabs it before I even open it. She was a lot faster than me and just about 2 cm taller. I huff at her, jumping up trying to grab it out of her hand as she's holding it just high enough for me not to reach.
I notice that people are looking and stop jumping up and down, making me blush pink. Great that's exactly what I don't want. "Edith, people are looking!" she stopped and looked around her, realizing that people were in fact staring, she sat down. She chucks it over to me, reluctantly and continues chowing down on her beans.
I open up the paper, on it in black ink is written:
Meet me on the soccer field during the second break next Monday. ~ AlexI raise my eyebrow, why does he want to meet me? Does he know about the plan to go see the king? I huff in frustration, Anna notices my annoyance and asks, "Where did you get that?" I look over to her, quickly thinking of an excuse.
"Oh umm, a guy gave it to me," She raised her eyebrow, her eyes gleamed with excitement. "Don't ask. I'm not gonna answer." She rolls her eyes, clearly frustrated with how little information I gave her about this letter. "Why can't I know?" She asks, at that moment I knew not to say a word because I knew if I did she would get my little secret out of my mouth.
I planned today perfectly, I chose today because my last period was music. That means that I don't have any books that I would need to pick up. The universe seemed to be on my side because the usual teacher was absent and guess who was the substitute teacher. You got that right, Mr Anderson. That means I'll be able to "go to the bathroom" without fuss.
He said that we could just keep ourselves busy. Waiting just a few minutes, pretending to be tuning my cello's strings. Then I walk up to him and ask him if I may use the bathroom. He says yes, as I suspected he would and he gives me a pass and sends me on my way.
It takes me over 2 hours to get there and because it's winter, it is almost dark. The only reason I know where the king's wing is is that one day I got lost here and I got in trouble for even being there. When I asked why. they said I was right in front of the king's bedroom door.
That is what I'm looking at right now. An archway with two oak doors, the doors have metal engravings on them. It truly is breathtaking, I stand there, telling myself that I need to go back but the voice in the back of my head refuses to leave after 2 hours of walking here. That I'm not giving up after so much planning and so much walking.
Without even realising, my hand flings up and knocks on the door. Like the universe is giving me that extra push. I curse myself for how dumb that was and that I should turn back but when the door rattles I know, there's no going back now.
...I should turn back but when the door rattles I know, there's no turning back now. The door rattles, like locks being opened. There's a pause at the door, like whoever is at the door is contemplating whether or not to open. Like the universe was giving the person at that door an extra push. Just as irrational as my decision was, the door opens. The squeaking of the door is what brings me to look up at the handsome male who opened the door, who I assumed to be the king. To say he was handsome would be an understatement. He is beyond drop-dead gorgeous, like a god that fell from the sky. With a jawline that could cut glass, he looks amused with my shocked expression. I expected him to be some old, 60-something man. His eyes are piercing blue, like a dark storm cloud, the strike of lightning, or the clear waters of the ocean that my mother would describe to me and just as enchanting. Like they hold years of wisdom in them.
When I opened the old creaky door all I see are mops, brooms, cloths, soap, and other cleaning supplies. I'm in a fake maid's closet, made for these secret tunnels the King has. Very peculiar, opening the door in front of me and I'm greeted by stares from young girls in their nightclothes.From another point of view, I'm a girl who just walked out of a maid's closet, I can just hear the rumors spreading already. To add to my list of problems Mr. Anderson storms up to me and grabs me by the wrist. He angrily fumes me into his office, for such a short man he walks swiftly.He sits down in his carved spruce wood chair. "Care to explain why your I.B went off?" He raises his brow at me, playing with his pen. I didn't say anything, I didn't know what to say. "And then you somehow deactivate it?" I must be looking like a cherry tomato."If I wasn't busy so with-" He stops himself before he goes on. "With?" I ask slyly, trying to lighten the mood. His chee
The days went by excruciatingly slow, with nothing memorable happening but eventually, Thursday turned into Friday and in the blink of an eye, it was already Monday again. The weekend consisted of nothing but working and relaxing.Every now and then Anna and I would go out into the town square. Talk to some people who live in the castle and many other activities. Nothing out of the ordinary, not until Monday came again.The day Alexander told me to met him and my nerves are running up and down the walls. What if Levi told Alexander about what I did? He could expel me, where would I go to school then?The whole day my mind has been coming up with what-ifs and scenarios of what would happen. Not to mention, what am I going to tell my friends? My mind constantly being consumed by fake realities between me, Alexander, and my friends made the time fly by.I could tell them the truth, explain to them that I'll be meeting someone on the field but then they
It just past midnight, the grandfather clock chiming in the hallway. It rings once; twice; twelve times to signal midnight, which means it's Tuesday. The day that I finally get to see Levi again, my mind should be at ease but no.My brain races all over thinking of what he might be doing. If Alexander spoke to Levi, maybe he'll ban me from ever seeing him again.I'm tossing and turning, trying to find the right position to sleep in. Trying to get my body to succumb to exhaustion and just sleep.My whole body is tired, my eyelids droopy; my legs tired; my arms heavy, the only thing not tired is my mind. It moves at the speed of a racing horse, jumping from one thought to the next, making me crave the peacefulness sleep would provide even more.Hopefully, soon my mind will wear itself out, join my body in its hazy, sleepy state. Let the dark blanket of the night, hug me and comfort me into a deep sleep.That is what happened, at least I think s
1 September 1272 Tuesday:I open the door that I yearn to open each day but like last Tuesday, the room lacks a tall handsome figure. I walk forward, looking around trying to find Levi. Right as I was about to go to the far end door I found Levi the last time, the man I'm trying to find jumps in front of me and scares me. "Boo!" He yells, scaring me right out of my shoes."Levi! You scared me!" I yell, slapping his arm playfully, slightly gripping it for support as I calm down my speeding heart and catch my breath. He just continues laughing, gripping his stomach from the pain of so much snickering, I assume. Annoyed I scoff and make my way over to the coach. With a huff, I sit-down, and cross my arms, showing Levi my annoyance.He walks over to me, a troubled look on his face, and starts panicking. "I-I, I'm sorry, I didn't k-know you w-w-would get so scared." He says, his face showing
8 September 1272 TuesdayI tap nervously on my table, excited to see Levi. As soon as the bell rings and the teacher tells us goodbye, I make my way out of the room as quickly as I can. I then make my way to my room in just a few minutes.When I open my door I see the one and only King of the north, standing in a cloak holding an odd, brown, rectangular box. "M'lady," he says, bowing down to me. I giggle, closing the door behind me and saying to him in a fake powerful voice. "Sneaking into my room, I should have your head for that!" He fake gasped at my statement.We tried not to laugh as we looked at each other, seriously but we just can't help ourselves and burst out in laughter.Once we finished laughing Levi proceeds to say, "Anyway, I brought one of my f-favorite board games." He said but I stooped him by saying, "Ah ah, we gotta go through the techniques." Swaying my finger left and right.He sighs but then to my surpri
29 September 1272 TuesdayThis, the last semester is slowly coming to an end, which means if we're close to the end, it's exam time. Exam time means studying and a lot of it. It's been over two weeks, Levi has come to my room however I had to tell him to leave, unfortunately. Having to focus on studying.It broke my heart to see how excited he was and then to see him turn cold once I told him I needed some alone time. Today is different, today I have time. I open my room door, excited to see Levi but my heart sinks as he is nowhere to be found.Did he think that I don't want to spend time with him? That's not the case at all, I've just been busy. I won't let him think that I'll make sure he knows I care for him. After all, I still know about the tunnels, I know how to get to him.With firey determination, I open the tunnel door. Not even thinking about how he might scare me again but what I find in his room is almost worse, nothing. I find his usual
18 October 1272 TuesdayThese few weeks have been exhausting, we, at last, finished writing exams. However now you think, why have I been busy? We have a festival at the end of the year, to celebrate all our hard work... With more hard work.I take a sigh of relief as I sit down on my bed, getting a few moments to myself. Forbid that ever happens, I think to myself as a knock is heard on my door. I grunt as I stand up and make my way over to the door.Opening the door to a bored-looking Alex I just can't but giggle, "What's got you in such displeasure?" I ask with a grin, crossing my arms. He sighs pulling out his pocket watch, "The king has me organizing a lot of the festivities, along with running this academy. Quite a lot of work."I nod in agreement, "I know how you feel, I've been practicing so hard and helping with all the set-ups. Not to mention still having school work- I've completely forgotten to visit Levi." I said with a sigh.He raised