I woke the next morning dreading the day of solitaire. I prepared myself for the day by putting my hair into a messy bun and putting on a simple pastel green dress and headed to the kitchen. I cooked breakfast for my father and brother, Silas.
My father cleared his throat, "I'm sorry I lost my temper last night and hit you." He said the same apology to me every time with the same excuse. "It has been a long and exhausting day, I don't know what came over me." He finished his apology as I set his plate in front of him.
I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, "I forgive you father. I will try my best not be as clumsy." I told him this with a smile I have been using for years. It wasn't a genuine smile but he couldn't tell the difference.
My father and brother left for work after they finished breakfast. They were the blacksmiths for the Kings royal army. They created all the weapons and armor. We were comfortable but things were better when my mother was still around. She taught me everything I know, cleaning, cooking, sowing, and even my lessons my father was opposed to me learning. He believed a woman is to be seen not heard. That to educate a woman is a waste of time. Sadly my mother passed three years ago. My father said she fell ill, but there is something in the back of my mind telling me otherwise. The only thing I have left of my mother is a necklace she gave me when I turned 15, it was four months before she passed. It was a beautiful white gold necklace with a crescent moon that had a single diamond in the middle representing a star. She told me to wear it every day for it will give me strength and guidance when I need it the most.
I went about my day finishing my chores around the house. I noticed I had sometime before I needed to start dinner. Since I couldn't go to the market to see my friends or gain some business I decided to grab a book, blanket, some fruit, and water placing all these things in a bag and headed for my meadow.
I lay the blanket down in the meadow laying on my stomach I begin to read my book. I didn't realize I had fallen asleep.
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Leonardo
I see myself standing in the meadow her back is to me. I try calling to her, but she never responds. I reach my hand out to grab her shoulders only to see my claws crimson red. Fear freezes me. I look for her again but this time she is in my arms. Gasping for air. Her throat is cut and she is bleeding. Her piercing green eyes staring at me.
I jolted awake drenched in sweat and my heart racing. "Who are you?" I whispered to myself. I look around my chamber pleased to know no one has entered yet. My demon can sense it is early morning. I lay back in bed. I can't remember her face.. just those piercing green eyes. They had so much hurt and sadness in them. That's all I can think about.
The door to my chamber swung open and in came my annoyance of a friend Peter. "Why aren't you ready? We are to leave shortly." He said snapping his fingers.
My demon growls inside my head 'Please can we punch him.. just once!' I shake my head smirking at my demon then proceed to the bathroom starting a bath. I need one after that nightmare. Peter has been my friend since I can remember. He is more of the outgoing guy who gets the girl. He is tall with ginger hair and hazel eyes. His features are well defined with a toned body and a square jaw. I mean we are demons after all. Our features are to help us manipulate others.
I am rushing to get ready for our trip, I did over sleep a bit, but before I know it I am standing before him wearing my best suit. It is a black suit with blueish silver lining. We are meeting with the neighboring Kingdoms. I am to find a wife before I can take the thrown from my father, King Dante.