The silence falls to the ground and the breeze is wintry cold. As I stand near the steel grails, the palace appears to be hauntingly magnificent. The shadows cast on the ground and the walls illuminate with the light of the moon. This place is no less than a fairytale but isn’t the fairyland is the first to doom? Who knows?
My mind is on replay since I had a little conversation with my recently found mother. I don’t completely believe her story but what else I can do to find the truth? Even the siblings had no idea about me being the queen’s daughter. I want to jump off this balcony, my head will explode anytime.
“Have some jasmine tea, it will soothe your headache.” Daphne handed me a cup of tea which I happily accepted. I seriously needed something to calm my pounding nerves. “Thanks”
