Zelly, (or should I say Zelda) felt tears run down her cheeks. She didn’t know why, nor how, since she hasn’t been able to cry since she was 12, since the tragedy happened, but that wasn’t what she was concerned about. There was a woman standing above her, she too was crying, holding Zelly’s hand like she would never let go.
Suddenly, a flood of images came to Zelly’s mind. Images may not be the correct word. Perhaps memories. It was like she was a completely different person. She recalled a little 4 year old girl, sitting in front of a giant dining table piled with delicacies, each golden plate worth more than she has earned in her lifetime. She drooled at the thought. She saw a man sitting next to her. The man looked wise just by the look. His eyebrows creased and his short beard reminded her of someone. ‘FATHER!’ She thought. She saw that the creases on his jaw were gone. This is what he looked like before he got drunk everyday and punched her in the stomach every week. She felt sorrow for a moment. And then hate. But not hate for what he has done to her, but another reason. Seated next to him was The Woman that was currently standing in front of her. ‘Mother? Is that you? Why are you here and not at home?’ she then noticed the crown on her father’s head. He was a king? Nonsense, is this what the kids in her class called cosplaying? But what about the other people sitting around the table? None of this makes sense. She didn’t know any of them, except for the little girl at the other side of the table. She looked like a younger version of Olivia, but happier than Zelly has ever seen. Zelly wished that she could have seen her like this.
Oh, whatever, thought Zelda. What is my current situation? She then looked up at the woman. This was the woman sitting next to her father in the image. “Mother!” she shouted. I have missed you!”
“Missed me?” The woman cried, “I’m the one that missed you! You have been unconscious for two months! It was Zelan, that brat! He suggested a duel, knowing that you are not fit for one yet. He wanted to kill you. ‘Who’s Zelan?’ she then looked at her memories and found a bunch of videos of Zelan kicking her, telling her that she is good for nothing, spilling tea on her. “He is the prince of Jorvan in case you have forgotten. He has taken it too far. At the beginning, he was fine, but now that your father has died, he thinks he can do whatever he wants with you. You’re still the princess of Kamingris. He would’ve been sent to jail if it weren't for the dragons. Unfortunately, we are losing the war at the moment."
“DRAGONS?” shouted Zelly
“Now, now, Zelda. No need to get upset. We always knew that they were headed here. We need to station the men better, and send them better supplies. The thing is, your father has died. I can only rule for so long before Zelen and his father try tearing us down again. I have an idea. Why don’t you go to a small town in Kamingris and settle down? Just see how life works there for a while, and come back to us with your ideas. I’ll send three guards, a carriage, and a horseman along with 900,000 pieces of gold. Spend it wisely. In the meantime I’ll keep the order here in Kamingris and hope that the dragons don’t make it worse than it is. We’ve already started a war with Jorvan. How much worse can it get?” She stared at the wall. It was a big palace, and it was still filled with the plates, but the joy was gone. The walls looked grey, and the people blue. They didn’t have much hope without their king, but they were willing to take risks in placing their hopes on Zelda. The future Queen of Kamingris.
“Fine,” said Zelly. “We shall see how they look when we have risen again. I am willing to become queen after you, mother. Take care of the people, greet Olivia when you see her. “Olivia? Who’s that? Oh, you mean that girl around your age that you always hang out with? Sure, we’ll tell her what’s happened. She’ll be awaiting your arrival.”
“Thanks.” said Zelly with a grin. ‘Those people don’t know what they're in for.’
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Wolfmist
This is my first story so things may get a little bumpy on my road of improvement. Please leave any advice or criticism in the comments.
2020-07-29
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