After my mini crying session in the cabin, I head back to the room without even seeing Hannah once. Did she really wonder off while I was in there? Perhaps she’s still annoyed with me over talking with Louise, but I couldn’t just leave the poor woman to stand there and cry. But in meeting Louise, I got more pieces of the puzzle surrounding Elliot, which shockingly, involves me in some capacity. After my guards took me back to my room, I walk over to sit on the bed with the note from Louise in my hand. I repeatedly, read over the same three item list in case I was close to working out what it meant. How on earth am I meant to break whatever curse they’re talking about?! I don’t even know what the curse could be and how someone like me could break it. How do you even break a curse?! But how did this man who approached Elliot know I would be the one to stop whatever is happening from happening? This all began years ago, which would mean when this man found out that I would be the one,
I slowly begin to wake up from the first restful sleep I have had in many years, I open up my eyes where I soon discover my head was still placed on Axel’s chest. “Good morning Evermore.” His voice says which did nearly make me jump, I lift my head up to look at his face where he was smiling down at me. “I hope you had a good sleep.” He smiles as I slowly begin to sit up straight doing a morning stretch, those stretches are always the best kind. “Do you recall what you did last night?” He asks which did make me worry slightly, did I do something really embarrassing in my sleep or something?! “You spoke, I was able to hear your voice for the first time.” He smiles which did confuse me before I remember what happened, I did speak last night after my dream about Elliot! “It was incredible, I am so glad you have finally felt comfortable to speak around me, will you be doing it more often?” He asks hope in his eyes as he spoke, I mean the obstacles that kept me from speaking for so long
Axel and I spent most of the day in that room, I assumed it would get boring after the initial hours. But it was actually nice, we spoke for hours about life and what will happen next for us as mates. He explained for normal mates, the next part of the process will be when they mate with each other and that’s it. But due to Axel being the King and as I’m his mate, the future Queen, things are very different. The next step for us is the ceremony, this is an event that showcases me as Queen to all our people, yes it’s extremely weird to say our people. Anyway, it’s a huge event planned by the officials and other people, I will wear the most elegant dress and the traditional crown. I questioned if this was another word for a coronation, but Axel told me it wasn’t. This event will be huge but it’s not crowning me as Queen officially, it’s kind of dipping my toes in the water slightly. The real coronation will be a few weeks later, this time I will be led down this isle to Axel who will
Axel continues to lead me through the corridors of the palace, many people smiling and bowing towards us as we went. I would have questioned this if my mind wasn’t too preoccupied with another issue, not to trip and fall in these heels! As like I said before, I have never owned or even walked for that matter in heels before. When I was out shopping with Hannah, she picked out the dress that I’m wearing and told me it would look amazing with these heels. Now I never disagreed with her because she was right and I dumbly assumed, I would have time to practice walking in them before pulling them out to wear. When Axel suggested I wear this dress, I couldn’t tell him no! I know what you’re all thinking, why didn’t I just a wear a pair of flats? But these heels really tie the whole outfit together, wearing flats seemed like the wrong choice so I picked the heels and left. We won’t discus how I nearly face planted seconds into walking in them, but right now, I was managing to walk just fin
Once that sentence left my lips, Axel stares at my face for a second like he was trying to work me out. I gulp a little wondering if I was now getting visions of the past, why can’t whatever power I have remain in my dreams which I can somewhat control?! “You met my father?” He asks after a second, I knew how strange that sounded once I told him, but I really think that’s what happened. “While we were at dinner, I don’t know what happened but in the mist of you and Spencer having an argument, I slipped off into my own head and I was standing in some kind of office with Spencer and who I’m assuming is your father.” I explain still attempting to get my head around what I saw, how is any of this even possible?! “He and Spencer were discussing Spencer looking out for who I’m guessing is you, your father said Spencer needed to guide you in the way a father would for his son because your father couldn’t.” I say shaking my head as I went, he looks at me so shocked but does hold both of my
I lay awake in bed for an hour, the information I had just learnt from Elliot not allowing me to sleep. How do I approach this with Axel? He must suspect that something happened to his father, he wouldn’t have just fell over and died a mile away from this place. But with the way in which he reacted when I even brought his father into the conversation, tells me he hasn’t quite dealt with the loss of him. Until I know more about the situation and hopefully, find Axel but also Hannah, the answers they have been asking for years, I should keep this to myself. But not only thoughts surrounding Axel’s father were swirling around my head, but now thoughts of my own real father were. Elliot didn’t get the chance to elaborate on what he told me, only spoke about my father briefly before I woke up. That has given me much room to speculate but also, come up with many theories. Could that have been why my father left my mother? Perhaps, my father was only seeing my mother for some fun and when
I was soon sitting at the huge table in the library, drowning in all of the many books we had found. I must have read about twenty different books, all of them full with facts of many different mystic tales which most deem myths. But I still hadn’t found any that match what I’m experiencing, there was one kind which had the ability to see into the future but not past, or be able to talk to people who are supposed to be dead! What if I’m just not normal? Perhaps my father was a mix, I just don’t know anymore and looking through all of these books isn’t helping! I sigh closing the last book on the pile, still no closer to finding out who I may be. Colby soon rounds the corner with his head in a book, between us we have probably read close to a hundred book so far. “Found anything?” I ask looking over at him as he comes to a stop right beside me, he nods placing down the book to a certain page. “I was able to find a group of people who share some of the same abilities as you, they ar
The rest of the day was spent with me getting pulled from pillar to post, I haven’t been able to sit down since the library. As soon was I walked into the bedroom from the library, there were a team of people waiting for me. I was forced to stand still for an hour and a half while they took all my measurements, I don’t even know what this dress is even meant to look like! I assumed after this I would be able to have a break, but I was very wrong in thinking that. For some reason, a woman whose name was never said, told me I wasn’t walking correctly and proceeded to critique my walking habits for two whole hours! I didn’t know somebody could walk wrong, but according to this woman, I was! But that wasn’t even the worst of it, because I haven’t really got the talking with my voice around other people down, I couldn’t tell them how I felt! I could only stand and send them a smile when they asked a question, I didn’t want to disappoint them by frowning. I was now sat at the table in my