Kingdom of Sakhalin, One year before the selection…
“You have got to be shitting me right now?” I say, and my moth—Oh that’s right, my caretaker, glared at me in a warning.
“I know this is hard to accept but you have to look at the bright side—”
“What bloody bright side?” I scoff in disbelief, the thick feeling of betrayal piercing my heart as I stared at the people who I thought were my parents, my bloody family.
“I, not only just found out that I’m an orphan, my parents aren’t my real parents, and I have two sisters who live in a completely different world that’s parallel to this one. Oh, and let’s not forget being royalty. My life has been a lie for the past seventeen years and you’re talking about a bright side?”
“No one meant to lie to you Valerie,” I glare at the hand that suddenly rests on mine and my fake mother had the good sense to pull it away. “Everything that was done, was for the protection of you and your sisters.”
Laughing humorlessly, I stand to my feet and stare at her as if she’s nuts. “This is f*****g bullshit right here, no one lies to someone their entire life and then proclaim it’s for “protective reasons”.”
Gesturing to the fake princess, I snort. “I mean you gave up your daughter and put her through harm’s way, and for what, some bloody prophecy that’s as old as time. Who does that to their child?”
Awkward silence meets my rhetorical question and my pretend mother looks away as tears flow down her face, which had my pretend father leaning forward to rest his hand over hers.
Their real daughter looks down with a pained expression on her face, and the man with sapphire blue eyes who hasn’t said a single word all through simply watches on in silence.
Shaking my head, I take several steps away from the table. “You know what, I need to get out of here. I can’t deal with whatever this is right now.”
I fled as fast as my legs could carry me and jogged up to my room. Barging into my bathroom, I glare at my reflection in the mirror as a cynical snort leaves my lips.
Tears clouded my vision when a heavy ache unravelled in my heart, making me grasp my chest in pain as a choked sob leaves my lips.
The difference in appearance between me and my family had always been blindingly obvious to me, but I’ve ignored it my whole life.
Now, I’m being told all those suspicions I had as a kid is true and I’m just supposed to take it?
Dropping my head, a hysterical laugh slips out of my lips as I consider the ridiculousness of this situation.
Raising my head back up, I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure with violet eyes staring right at me through the mirror, but when I do a double-take he disappears in a cloud of smoke.
Shocked, I quickly turned around and searched every inch of the bathroom with wide eyes.
Trembling, I wonder if the recent news has suddenly driven me back to insanity and hurried out of the bathroom as fast as I can. Spotting the pills for my hallucination on my dresser, I hurry towards the bottle and whack open the cap with shaky hands.
Since I was a little girl, I’ve had this one single person constantly appearing before me at odd times, and the scary part is no one else can see him except me.
Because of him I started seeing a psychiatrist and developed a panic disorder, I even had to start taking anti-depressants at one point. But for the past year when I started taking pills for hallucinations, he stopped appearing and I finally thought I was getting better, but here he is again.
Quickly shaking two of the white pills into my hand I swallow them dry, closing my eyes as I start my breathing exercises to try and calm down.
When that didn’t work, I decided to go for a horse ride to clear my head. Changing into my riding outfit I stepped out of my room and headed straight to the stables. My beautiful Persian horse, Blue, snorted in greeting as soon as he saw me approach and drew closer to the wooden door of his stall.
Smiling, I rub his nose and slowly start to get a hold of myself again. After calling one of the stable hands to help me saddle him up, instantly we’re racing towards the forest.
Through the ride, I suddenly start to feel my stomach roll with nausea and shake my head as a cloud of dizziness blurred my vision.
Raising my hand to my head, I close my eyes for a second to clear the haze in my mind. But when I reopened them, I find the boy with silver hair and violet eyes standing in my path, staring at me with a bright smile on his face as I rapidly approached Blue.
Startled, I grab the reins of my horse and jerk it up in other to draw Blue to a stop, but the action only causes him to rise on his hind leg with a cry and suddenly I’m sent flying into the air.
My landing was harsh as I hit my head hard against the trunk of a tree, and a trickle of blood starts rolling down my face when I slump on the ground.
There was a distinct call of my name as I felt hands wrap around me, but when the person lifts up my head up slowly, I lose consciousness while staring at the darkening sky.