Surprisingly, I opened the pages that were sticked to each other.
Why were they like that, I thought.
I separated them to read what was hidden from there. As I opened I read the title," My granddaughter's fate". But before I could read any further, someone knocked on the door, I thought of pretending to be asleep and ignore the person knocking but no, that was not good and yet I didn't know who it was. I hid the diary and opened the door. It was my mother.
Are you fine,mom asked as she saw how i opened the door with my eyes widely open.
Yes Mom,am fine. In fact am much better than how I was in the morning.
What brings you here,i asked.
I am here to see my daughter you know. What have you been doing. You haven't slept I can see it in your eyes, she added.
What's wrong with my eyes, I asked
They aren't red,they are very white.
Oh! That's how she predicted it right whenever I could lie to her that I had been sleeping. She was such a cunning woman.
Thanks to God that Mom decided to leave. I immediately closed the door behind her to read what was written about my fate. I was nervous, scared that what if what was written there was bad.
I read what was written there but all seemed like a lie because they were almost impossible. There was no connection between my present life and what was written in there.
Grandpa had written that I would one day go against my dad. Maybe this is the reason why dad never liked me? But I had never done that. Maybe time was still there to prove his foretells right.
He had written that my husband would not be a price. After reading that statement,i prayed for few minutes because it was my wish too. He had written that my husband's home would be the 500th from the palace. That was serious for sure, things have involved in some calculations. There was a problem too, grandpa didn't write the name of the husband.
I closed the book and took it back to dad's reading room from where I had found it. I went to my room because I believed the information I had gathered would be of great help to me at any time.
I wanted to sleep but before I could, someone was knocking at my door. It was Linie, she had come to tell me about the deal that we had left incomplete.
With the looks on her face,it was clear that things didn't go as we wished.
She wanted to say something but I stopped her before she could say it because I already knew what she was about to say.
It's okay, I said.
And how did you know that I wanted to say something negative?, She asked.
I know how to read people's minds by looking in their eyes.
Alright then,any hope left? Linie asked
" No my dear. But I have to find a way no matter what happens.", I assured her.
Excuse me, Linie left.
I laid down on my bed and my mind went back to what I had just read from my grandpa's diary.
I imagined how fortunate his family was when he was still alive. Someone who could sense danger and prevented it before it could happen. He was great. He was a blessing from heaven to the world.
Unfortunately as for me, I arrived when it was too late to meet with him face to face. I really missed him. I wished I was born before his death. That sounded strange as I had always heard stories about him but never missed him like this before.
Was he close to me, that too because I have read his writings? I got scared.
I stopped thinking for some time and then slept off.
When I woke up, it was too late for me to do anything since it was already late in the evening.
I realized that I even missed taking lunch. Where were my best friends? Why didn't they bring me food?
I went outside to look for them but the servant told me they have gone with the queen for some important work.
What important work did mom have? I asked myself.
I went back inside to ask Carina what was going on. I found out that Carina has gone along with them as well.
I went and sat on my mom's bed in her room.
After sometime I heard their voices coming towards this room. I quickly laid down and pretended to be sleeping as they entered.
I overheard their conversation. They thought I was asleep yet I was taping everything they were saying.
They had gone to meet with the priest.
Why was mom doing that to me?
Why did she call the priest here,who would pray for my dream to never come true.
I thought that mom was supporting me but I was wrong. She had lied to me that she would do anything for me and my happiness but now, she was acting different. Why?
Maybe she feared her husband,sh s knew that if I disobey dad and refuse to marry the man of his choice, I would be in great trouble. She was worried about what dad would do to me out of anger in case I go against him.
I pretended and acted like someone who has been sleeping and now wants to wake up.
I opened my eyes. Everyone stopped speaking. They immediately changed the topic.
They were good at acting but they were not aware that a smarter and a star actress was the one dealing with them.