Like falling autumn leaves, like tears that don't know stopping, like a desperate escape from a flowing wave... That's how my life was.
Happy cheers fill the courtyard of the Andromed Empire, laughing sounds, music and drums.
"I am very happy, and finally peace will spread!"
"Princes look in their most magnificent!"
"Aren't the two princesses the nicest?"
"I feel sad, the angel of our empire is leaving!"
In the middle of flying decorations, orchids blossoms in the air, and in the midst of the girls' dances in dazzling brocade clothes, the royal family stood on the golden balcony. They wave lightly, with thoughtful smiles as if they were born with it.
A decades-long enmity with the Rovel empire ended today with a political marriage arranged between the two parties.
As expected, the weaker party handed over his eldest daughter... The beloved princess of her people and family.
Or that's what everyone wanted to believe.
Philia, with wide red eyes and down silver hair, was waving with a weak smile and a pale face.
From afar, the empress observed her trembling looks.
"Sister, you never look well..."
The younger prince said it in a worried tone, while little Juliana wondered gently:
"Is my sister okay?"
Philia whispered, in a barely-heard choked voice:
"A... I think I need to go back to my room."
Maybe... I can't stand it anymore.
The king smiles, with his mouth on his wide, next to him the crown prince with cold features like stone.
The empress, and the younger princes behind them, watch Phillia as she walks away in a suffocating silence.
"sister!!"
The two little ones cheered together, but Philia's steps had already disappeared in the arcades.
In front of the hesitation of the crowds, the emperor's smile shook, and he tried hard to save the situation with a cheerful smile:
"It seems that the princess was moved and couldn't stand her feelings, she cried from the intensity of the emotion."
But the princes' eyes, red and gold, burned with anger.
Their father's lies no longer convince anyone, but the people...
"Oh , I want to cry too!"
"Ah, how painful it would be to say goodbye to her!"
Every time, the people were fooled by fake words.
"Ahh!"
Vomiting fills the laundry.
Again.
Again.
I stood in front of the mirror breathing hard, looking at my reflected image...
Philia, the great princess, with silver hair like dolls, and red eyes like a sea full of blood.
My body couldn't stand the food again.
Panic disorder.
I knew the name later.
That overwhelming feeling when it highlights... My pulse is speeding up, I'm sick, I want to run away.
When did this start?
I bit my lip.
"Five years ago..."
[Five years ago]
"I feel sorry for the princess..."
"She must have angered the empress..."
Maids whisper, with eyes full of pity.
About Juliana.
My little sister.
She was four years old.
Suddenly, Philia, a 14-year-old girl, came in.
Fear was on their faces.
But the desire to save the child has overcome.
"She was locked in the tower... Because of what happened at the tea party."
I was shocked.
"Why? What happened?!"
"She said to the empress... My lady instead of my mother."
I ran.
At full speed.
Worried.
Angrily.
With fear.
"Julie! Answer!"
My knocks on the door are crossed by sobs from the inside.
"A.. sister..."
Her trembling voice broke my heart.
"Don't worry, I'm here. I'll take you out."
"Oh, what's that courage, Philly?"
An ice sound came out from behind.
Empress Rosenett.
"Your Majesty, please, have mercy!"
I knelt.
I grabbed my dress tightly.
"If she has to be punished, let it be me."
"Really? You won't go back on your words?"
She said it with a cold smile...
A cold night in a dark tower...
I thought my locking up would be enough.
But...
"I think it's time for punishment."
The empress came in, approached, and slapped me.
"Y... Your Majesty?"
Slap.
And another.
Then another.
"Mom?!"
Beryl entered.
Empress's daughter.
Not my sister.
Not from my blood.
"Everyone knew about the punishment, Mom. His Majesty didn't care... As usual."
A sarcastic laugh came out of Rosenett's mouth.
"Do you think your father will come to save you? He doesn't even bother to look at you."
The Empress withdrew.
But she said icy words before leaving:
"Beryl... Complete what we started."
"Philly, my beautiful sister... Let's continue the punishment, what do you think?"
Her look, that crazy smile, was enough to paralyze my feet.
"Do you think this was for Juliana? If she were here, she would have her golden eyes gouged ."
Her madness... It wasn't a secret.
But I couldn't take it anymore.
"Who are you to hit me?! I... I'm the first princess."
Another slap.
But I grabbed her hand.
I can't take it anymore.
"If your mother is the empress, I am of royal blood... As for you, the daughter of a duke."
"So why does the emperor care more about me than you?"
She was right.
Then...
She threw me to the ground.
She pulled me by my hair.
And she hit my head on the ground.
I couldn't resist.
Everything was foggy...
Even the light began to fade...
"Crack."
The sound of the door
"Who's there?!"
Beryl's voice trembles.
I pushed her with all my strength , I crawled.
I opened the door...
Cassier.
Crown Prince.
My brother... From a different mother.
"H... Help me..."
For the first time I talk to him, I ask him for something.
But...
He looked at me coldly, then turned around and left.
As if I wasn't there.
That moment... Horror syndrome was born from the eyes.
And now, I'm going to Rovel.
Political marriage... Temporary freedom.
I walked in the glass shed...
"What I'm really going to miss is this place..."
The garden.
Flowers.
Fresh air.
But my concern for Juliana and Lucio doesn't leave me.
What if the empress thought of getting rid of Lucio?
What if I'm not here anymore to protect them?
I raised my head to the sky...
I closed my eyes...
"Philly?"
Oh, it looks like hell... He came back again.
To be continued
By: Mave