The tension that permeated the air between Azalea and Ayden was palpable, that she thought in her heart what she could say, to alleviate it. It was hard for Ayden to get rid of the sadness he was feeling, even if Azalea wasn't the one who caused it. They were sad thoughts that really hurt. Just right when they got to the crossroads that could lead to the palace, Azalea sighted Hendrix walking closer to where they were, and quickly called out to him. It was really a relief to see someone, who could probably be able to get Ayden out of his current shell. "Master Hendrix!" Azalea called out to him, as he looked around to see if his ears were doing the tricks, "Over here!" She further directed. The moment Hendrix eyes diverted to the direction Ayden and Azalea were approaching from, a beautiful smile tugged on his cheeks in accordance to the emotion he was feeling. It was so elating to see Azalea healthy and radiant, like someone who hadn't gone through so much in the past few days.
Dressed and robed around with an astounding peach dress that complemented her pale skin colour, her hips swayed left and right as she made her way to the chamber that was imprinted on her mind. For some reason, the route to his hallway looked unfamiliar to her, but her instincts worked her legs to the front of his doorstep. Without knocking, Eadlin's both hands pushed hardly against the sturdy door to barge in, which pounced her push back in fail, to indicate that the door was locked. Zachary who was just standing right by his door wondered what he had just seen, as he pulled open the bolt behind the door and opened it to see, who was rude enough to want to enter through his door without knocking.Zachary's mouth almost dropped open when he saw who was standing right at his door, other than whom he had thought it would be. Though it wasn't something so unexpected since she had come often before, but not after what Edla had told him about her, that he also confirmed too. "Hi. Brot
Edla who was so bored by herself in her room doing nothing much, decided to get herself busy by gathering every of her maids together. She had told them to get plain white pieces of embroidery clothes, and threads with pins they could use to make embroidery designs. She had them sit on the floor before her in the room and timed them to start a random embroidery design, that whosoever finishes first and has a beautiful design would get an expensive jewelry from her. It sure was so worth it, that the maids who were participating in the contest put the best of their efforts. Edla just watched their hands go fast with the pins in their hands, as they made beautiful designs of different colours and shapes. In her heart, she would have probably wished to know how to do that, but she was never keen to learning it when she was young and was being taught palace etiquettes. Many of the things her teacher had tried to make her know as a basic lady training, she sucked at them all. After sh
At the visitor's lounge next to queen's room, was where Etheldreda sat around the circular wooden table, and at her front across the other side of the table was Scarlett. The beautiful Luna to the Haystars family held in her right hand a cup tea, as she sipped on the hot liquid slowly with gentleness and elegance. In her heart to her mouth, were desperate and anxious words that she wanted to say, but was holding to her pause because Etheldreda had to do the speaking first. The queen was also sipping on her tea from the white porcelain gently, like someone who was not even ready to utter any word soon.Her beautiful lashed fluttered much in so much illustrious manner, that it would show how much she superseded the desperate Luna that was still opposite her. Scarlett cared less about their status difference at the moment, and how Etheldreda was being so overt about it, as her heart begged in frustration for Etheldreda to voice out her dearest opinions. She could no longer take the he
Azalea had woken up later than usual on the other side of the room, cuddled in warm plain covering that was starting to seep heat into her body. Remembering not much about how she had slept off the previous night, her eyes trailed around the room to search for Ayden, but he was not in sight. Just as she sat up on the bed stretching and yawning to her body tiredness, the memories of the dream she had in the night during her sleep came to her, the moment she pressed on her temples with her right hand. It was like a two sessional dream where the first one was a little bit perplexing, as she was standing at the front her old house in the wilderness. A woman standing from afar to where she was standing, beckoned on her to come closer, and the only thing Azalea could see in her body was her terrifying long nails dripping of red liquid. Like a compelling force of attraction, she was forcefully pulled to the woman whose face she still couldn't see, but only her bloody red lips with peeked
He was young and craved for some kind of love, one that his wife could not give him even if she tried, which she really did not. He lived like that as the one to bear the so many responsibilities, loving his children and pushing on no matter how frustrated he was. Not until one day, that he met who drew his soul and every inch of him, to intense shut down. She was the most beautiful of all maids and if not to be defying, and of all women that lived in the palace including the queen. Her eyes beautiful as the golden sun, and her skin soft and smooth like that of a snow. To make her ravishing beauty even more astonishing, she had almost little hair on her head because she had cut it low, due to a sickness she had. Her name was Heidi. Heidi's beauty was too strikingly intimidating, that she was never put as one to serve noble men or the queen. Anyone that would point that as her flaw. Lorelei wanted to guide the innocent child, from a wicked fate of being sold as a wife to one of them.
Lorelei knew. She saw. She knew that the baby had just few minutes to live, and that she needed to do something very fast. In a masculine voice, she announced that the king said that he would like to make his way inside the delivery room. The midwife who was still trying to get the baby from the mother who clung tightly to it, froze on the spot alongside the rest in fear. Quickly, she made her way inside with her head covered in a veil, to collect the crying and helpless toddler, who had been disengaged from its mother warm embrace. She told them concisely that the king would love to just catch a glimpse of the child's face outside, and wrapped him in a warm cloth that had been prepared by her already. Making sure her eyes didn't make contact with the dying mother, she choked in her hot and painful tears as she made her way outside. The time for delivery and mission accomplishment had been timed perfectly, that the midwives were to be killed immediately after the child had bein
The last few days at the palace had been somewhat peaceful, with Hendrix visiting often to help Ayden start his training from the basics. Azalea never said anything about Lorelei waking up or about the past tale that she had told, as she just stayed around during the trainings at the garden with Hendrix. They both did not talk about the mistake that had almost taken place between them, or what they had felt so strongly towards one another by that slight action. They both just let the sleeping dogs lie. The only thing that could not lie in her head, were Lorelei's words that kept ringing in her head and ears. "You are his protector. It is destiny. You both are tethered." Azalea did not understand those words even if she had pondered on it so, and could not even ask anyone because the person who told her, had fallen into a vast sleep again. She didn't say how, or why. And it really put her to so many thoughts about everything generally, and why how she was already exhausted by livin