*Aloria*
The dawn breaks, casting pale rays of light through the ornate curtains of my chamber, illuminating the remnants of my restless night.
I can’t remember the last time I got a full night’s sleep, and this one sure was not different, worse if anything really, the memories of the Prince’s chilling words echoing in my mind like a haunting melody. I feel both stupid and naive that I let myself lure into the idea that my parents needed me, that I was doing a good thing.
I push myself out of bed, urgency thrumming in my veins. I need to speak with my parents..: or the King and Queen as I have begun to call them in my mind. They must hear me, must understand the horror of what’s to come and why I can’t go through with it..
I do not bother to call for a maid, but dress quickly. I can f
