Princess for brother

Chapter 4

Ashley sat at the window of her room, looking out at the endless green meadows that stretched out beyond the palace. There were shadows of doubt and sadness in her eyes. Thoughts swirled in my head like leaves in the wind, rising and falling in the dark depths of my memory. She thought of her parents, how they had laughed and walked in these very meadows, how her father had taught her to ride, and how her mother had read her bedtime stories. Now it all seemed like a distant dream, with nothing left but bitter memories and an empty heart.

"What lies ahead for me? Ashley mused. — The world feels so cold and alien without my parents. Travis is the only one I have left, but even with him, our relationship has become as fragile as thin ice. And George… Who is he really? Why does his presence cause me both rejection and a strange attraction?"

Her mind raced from one thing to another, as if trying to find an answer in a maze of feelings and doubts. Ashley thought back to the rare moments when George would look at her, a mixture of interest and something dark in his gaze that made her heart beat faster. But at the same time, she couldn't forget the wariness in Travis's eyeswhen he talked about George. "Does my brother see what I don't? Or is it just that his desire to protect me is overshadowing his mind?

At the same time, Travis wandered the corridors of the palace, lost in thought. He felt the weight of responsibility for his sister, who was now not only his closest friend, but also his only family. Memories of his parents tormented his soul, forcing him to relive again and again that terrible day when they passed away.

"How do I protect Ashley from this whole world? Travis thoughtТревис. "George is a dangerous figure, and I can feel it in every smile and word he says. He is too cunning and calculating to be what he claims to be. But how do you get this across to Ashley? It's like she doesn't see what's obvious to me."

Travis paused at the window, looking out at the same panorama as his sister. His eyes were filled with determination and pain. He knew that he had to find a way to protect Ashley from George, but not to lose his intimacy with her. "Ashley and I have always been close, but now there is a chasm between us. We need to find a way to overcome it before it's too late, " he mused.

As the days passed, Ashley found herself thinking about George more and more often. His words, his looks, all of them left a strange impression on her soul. She tried to sort out her feelings, but each time she ran into a wall of doubt and fear. "Maybe I'm just being too sensitive? Or is it really more than that? She asked herself.

Meanwhile, Travis began collecting information about George, trying to find out his background and motives. He knew that without hard evidence, Ashley wouldn't believe him, and so far his words only sounded like warnings from his brother. If I want to protect her, I need to know more, Travis decided firmly.

Ashley, on the other hand, was increasingly isolated in her room, lost in memories of her happy past. She could imagine how proud her parents were of her and Travis, how much they enjoyed every moment they spent together. But these images were quickly replaced by dark images of the present — conflicts with his brother, George's mysterious interest, the growing tension in the house.

Our future seems so uncertain, Ashley thought. — Will Travis and I be able to overcome all the difficulties and preserve what's left of our family?" Or will the Kembel Palace Кембеловbe the place where our fates finally diverge?"

Travis often thought about it, too. He knew that he and Ashley had a long road ahead of them, where they would have to face not only external threats, but also internal demons. We must be stronger than ever, he told himself. "For the sake of her parents' memory, for the sake of Ashley's future."

But so far, the future seemed hazy and frightening. The Kembel PalaceКембелов, once full of laughter and joy, now seemed to hold its breath, waiting for the outcome of events. Ashley and Travis were at a crossroads, and the fate of their entire family depended on their decisions.

Each day brought new challenges and new unanswered questions. Ashley became more and more absorbed in her own emotions, and Travis was increasingly looking for ways to protect his sister. George continued to watch, like a predator waiting for the right moment to attack.

As Ashley and Travis tried to find their way to a new future, the shadows of the past and the threats of the present haunted them. Their souls were filled with doubt and fear, but at the same time, there was a spark of hope for the best. After all, they were Kembels — a strong family that could overcome any challenges. Or so they wanted to believe...

So days, weeks, and months passed. The atmosphere in the palace became increasingly tense, and Ashley and Travis ' feelings became increasingly conflicted. They were on the verge of a change that could either unite them or permanently destroy the fragile trust that still remained between them.

As night fell, the ancient Kembel Palace was silent, broken only by the occasional creak of old floorboards and the whisper of the wind outside the windows. Ashley lay in her bed, but it took her a long time to get to sleep. Memories of that fateful day when she'd lost her parents replayed over and over in her mind. These thoughts were like sharp shards of glass, hurting the soul.

Finally, her fatigue got the better of her and she drifted off to sleep. But as soon as she closed her eyes, the blood-curdling images unfolded in front of her. She dreamed that she was back on that terrible day when her parents died. She could see the flames engulfing the house, hear their screams, smell the burning. In the nightmare, everything seemed even more real and terrifying than in memory. Ashley tossed around the bed, trying to get out of the nightmare's clutches, but the dream wouldn't let her go.

At one point, she woke up abruptly, gasping with fear. Sweat trickled down her face, and her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest. Ashley looked around, trying to figure out where she was. The realization that this was just a dream calmed her down a little, but the fear still lingered in the back of her mind.

Meanwhile, Travis, who hadn't been able to sleep for a long time, sensed something was wrong. He got out of bed and went to his sister's room. When he reached the door, he could hear her ragged breathing and soft moans. Travis's heart sank with alarm. He carefully opened the door and entered the room.

Ashley sat on the bed, her arms wrapped around her knees, and stared at nothing. Her eyes were filled with fear and pain. Travis walked over to her and sat down next to her.

"Ashley, what's wrong?" — What is it? " he asked softly, trying not to frighten his sister.

She looked at him as if she didn't recognize him.

— I had that nightmare again… Parents… Fire… I feel so helpless and alone.

Travis put his arm around his sister, trying to convey his strength and confidence to her.

— You're not alone, Ashley. I'll always be there for you, " he said, stroking her hair.

But Ashley pulled away, as if afraid of intimacy. There was an aloofness in her eyes that cut Travis deeper than any words.

"I know you want to help," she said, " but I need to sort myself out. Your attempts to protect me… They sometimes seem excessive to me.

Travis sighed, feeling the need to protect his sister and her need for privacy warring inside him.

— I'm just as scared of losing you as I was of losing my parents, " he admitted. — You're all I have left.

Ashley looked at her brother with sadness in her eyes. She understood how he felt, but at the same time, she couldn't shake the feeling that Travis was too protective of her, making it impossible for her to handle things on her own.

As the days passed, Ashley's nightmares didn't stop. Each time they left deep wounds in her soul, forcing her to relive the loss of her parents again and again. Travis continued to try to support his sister, but each time he encountered her aloofness. It was as if Ashley had built an invisible wall around her that Travis found difficult to break through.

During these difficult times, Ashley increasingly sought solace in walks in the garden and long reflections on the past. She recalled the happy moments she had spent with her parents, but at the same time realized that the future was fraught with many uncertainties and dangers.

Travis, on the other hand, kept trying to get close to his sister. He understood that they needed to bridge this gap in order to face the threats of the future together. But Ashley still remained closed, lost in her own thoughts and fears.

Meanwhile, George was carefully watching the scene in the palace. He saw Ashley suffering from nightmares, Travis trying unsuccessfully to support her. In his eyes, this was only a confirmation that the Kembel Palace was a battlefield where he could carry out his plans. George knew that Ashley's weakness and the strained relationship between his brother and sister were his chance to strengthen his position and get closer to his cherished goal.

Every day at the palace was a challenge for Ashley and Travis. They stood at a crossroads where past injuries and future threats intertwined in a complex pattern of fate. Will they be able to overcome their fears and differences, or will the Kembel Palace Кембеловbe the place of their final downfall? The question remained open, and the tension in the air grew.

Ashley continued to struggle with her nightmares, and Travis continued to struggle with her sister's aloofness. Their paths seemed to have parted, and only the shadow of the past united them in this dark present. But somewhere in the back of each of their minds, there was a hope for a better future, where they could once again be a united family.

However, George's shadow hung over the palace like a harbinger of future troubles. His presence was felt in every corner, his eyes following Ashley and Travis ' every move. And no one knew when he would deliver his final blow.