I was dragged down to the court and when I say drag, I mean legit drag. According to them, a soul does not get hurt physically as much as they do emotionally. This was done to leave a mark on my mind and onto the other soul's minds that to what extent the punishment can be given. My hands were tied to the chariot and the horse was pulling it with great care. Sarcasm is deafening here!
As soon as we reached the castle the gates opened and there was an announcement, "The prince of the east wing of heaven has entered the gates.". And at that very moment, I felt my whole world fall apart. Prince of the east wing! I knew he was someone from the higher authority but I couldn't have dreamt of him being the prince. But I always heard that the prince of the east wing was the politest and caring of all the higher authority men. And this jerk was nothing near to polite or caring. But we always hear false character descriptions all the time.
I was dragged inside the gates and into a big hall. There was a throne in the middle and two on the sides. Then on either side, there were 4 more chairs and at the corners, there were a huge bunch of books. I was thrown onto the floor and as soon as I stepped inside, I saw that the hall now had people in it. On the throne, the king of the west wing was sitting. On the left, there was another throne which was empty and on the right side there was a similar throne on which a heavenly beauty was sitting. Yes, it was a man but I don't know why all the men here are more beautiful than handsome. He looked like he was in his thirties and he wore a pure white robe with a golden collar and on his head, he had a crown, more like a tiara of Laurel leaves. And he was the only one who smiled at me, whereas all the other people in the hall gave me either looks of pity or disgust and obviously one look was of anger. The arrogant jerk had taken his position next to the king and he had an expression of pure anger. All the chairs in the hall were filled and I could feel so much power radiating out of all of them.
A man from the last chair stood up and came next to me and bowed down. He untied my hands and asked me to bow. I obeyed as if I had any other choice. "I see, now you show respect", a voice said. Even without looking up, I knew who it was. I swear his voice has so much arrogance that I can recognise it from a thousand voices talking at the same time. I glared at him. He saw me glaring and clenched his fist with anger. He stood up and everyone gasped. I smirked at him because I had little knowledge of the rules here and they clearly mentioned no higher authority can abuse any soul who has not harmed them physically. Before he could march up to me a forceful gush of wind made him sit down back in the chair, more like threw him into the chair. There were more gasps now and a bigger smile on my face. Once everyone was settled back all eyes were on me and if I could earn a penny for every glare I was getting, I could have been filthy rich. I looked around to judge the glares and to the right of the throne, I met with a smile and a shake of the head which either meant poor kid or it meant I amused him. "How dare you disrespect your higher authority being a criminal of the highest grade!", a voice boomed and I looked at the king. He was angry, very angry. I gulped and looked down. "You know you broke rules and talked back to the prince", he continued. I couldn't help but hate that jerk more. Suddenly the doors opened and a royal guard came in whispered something in the ear of the beauty in right and left the room. Once the guard left there was an expression of horror on the beauty's face. The king cleared his throat and my eyes were back on him. "You will be charged ...", before the king could finish a voice intervened "Father stop", the beauty on right said. My brain cells were all stuck on the word father. This beauty whose eyes and smile made me feel calm was the brother of that arrogant jerk. Fate plays filthy games. "She saved Charlotte", he continued. "Charlotte just broke her leg. There is no saving.", the jerk said. "I know but the leg is healed, with not even a scar.", the prince said. The king's eyes shone bright and all the people around me gasped. I had no idea what was going on. But I just hoped that this time the beauty just be my lucky charm and not a curse like that arrogant jerk. All the eyes were on me the third time but this time they were filled with horror. "So, what is it you mean brother, please be clear.", the jerk said. For the first time, his expressions matched with the other people and I loved the look of horror on his face. "Its crystal clear as to what I mean.", the prince said. He was eerily calm and it made me feel creeps because I had no idea what he meant. "Out of everyone, out of thousands of souls, it is her. This can't be happening.", the jerk stood up and started pacing around. "Uhm…excuse me, if we are talking about me can I please know what everyone knows. I don't understand what is happening.", I asked meekly. The king laughed and so did the beauty. My whole world stopped seeing him laugh. I had never heard such a melody. "Seriously guys is it funny that she out of all the souls is the healer.", the jerk said with a very annoying roll of eyes. A healer, I had no idea what a healer is but by judging their reactions I was very much clear it's of some importance. Being a healer was never in the plan. But again, destiny plays filthy games and me being a healer was filthiest of all.