CHAPTER 3

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I was reading a fantasy with a raised paper book, when Niamh knocked on the door, " Milady, the sculpted image of your betrothed just arrived" " Bring it in" I said excited, I would get to feel what he seemed like. Niamh placed the sculpted image on the table where I was, I raise my hands as I felt the piece, observing every detail, "The master engraver sculpted it with every detail not missing out anything," Niamh further said, I nodded as I continued the observation, I felt every piece of his face not missing a clue, his thick lashes, his thin lips, and his slanty eye, I found my hands stop on them, "What is the color of his hair and eye" I found myself asking,I mentally slapped myself,I wanted to keep myself calm, I didn't want to sound desperate, "He has long black hair and blue eyes with dots of red, your highness he is really good looking"Niamh said , thou she was just a hand maid I didn't see her any less, thou she tends to blab a lot. I smiled as I created an image of him mentally with the help of the sculpted image and the definition that Niamh had given me, he seemed charming, " Is that a blush I see, your highness" Niamh said in between laugh, "No! it's not", I massaged my cheeks, before turning to Niamh, " You saw nothing! I warned " Nothing" she repeated in affirmation but I could still hear the laugh she was trying to muffle. I shook my head, Niamh was impossible! " Milady did you hear about the return of prince Daryl and Darin from the war? Niamh said , my heart jolted and knotted, I jumped off the chair I was seated on almost loosing balance, "My brothers! I exclaimed, " How did you get this information? " It's all over the palace, milady" My heart did a back flip, I was excited. My brothers- Daryl and Darin who were a twin went to war which had lasted for over twenty five moons- two full years and more, I had missed them and I was so excited to have them back. " When are we expecting their return? "Am not sure about that, but I know it's soon approaching" I would find out the rest from my father, and my younger sister. ****************************************** Vixen rode back to the palace, his mind less disturbed now that he had found a plan to stop his marriage, He rode on his white horse into the palace as the guards stationed opened the gate and bowed. Before getting to his quarters, he met the living devil's in his life, his two step sisters, they were miss perfects and his father never seized a moment to rub it on his face , so he grew to hate them. "Where have you been, it's already the late hour of the night" Aethera asked, she looked like she cared but vixen wasn't buying it. "And do I owe you any explanation? Vixen looked at the two angrily, "You know that we are just worried about you right? lyre said with her subtle toned voice, " You should be caring about your husbands, get married and leave me in peace! Vixen snapped and turned to head to his quarters when Aethera spat out, "And you should be married,living a happy life with your wife and children,but you choose to remain miserable, entering a bottomless pit of self pity" Lyre tugged at Aethera's cloth to stop her from going further, but it was too late the fearless princess had already said all she had to say, "What did you just say? Vixen said with a calm tone, a tone which didn't suit the situation and it sure was frightening, his blue red eyes darkened a little, before he shook his head to not let loose his inner beast. "I mean.......... " the fearless princess who had taught he wouldn't do anything, stammered and couldn't find a word, she was in shock, his eyes had turned into a darker shade of red and that was when she knew she had crossed the line. Vixen closed his eyes as thou to calm down before he left for his quarters leaving the trembling princesses behind. " I warned you Aethera, let him be,it's obvious he sees us as his enemies" Lyre said to her trembling elder sister, after she was sure vixen was out of ear shot " But we are not, we see him as our elder and someone to look to, why has he always treated us this way, we have done nothing wrong.......but...he.." Aethera choked on her tears as she fell to the ground amidst sob being consoled by her sister. "Some one has to drag him out from that pit he had dug for himself, someone has to show him the light" Lyre said taken aback a little then heaving a sigh. Vixen entered his chamber and bolted the door shut, he wanted to be alone, but the voice was still in his head, he entered the bathing room and saw the bathtub already filled with lukewarm water and scented leaves and flowers, he took out his last piece of clothing and sank into the water, burying himself in the refreshing water, but the voice was still there, what Aethera had told him, " And you should be married living a happy life with your wife and children but you choose to remain miserable entering a bottomless pit of self pity" He wanted all this to end, he wanted to change, but it was already late for him, he couldn't see the light again. OR SO HE THOUGHT
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