"So, Elana, tell me how you ended up here? Who's fault is it? You have my word; they will not have an easy way out of their life."
Edward asked questions and pushed her to be able to tell her story while bearing the pain.
Elana looked at the roof of the room as the light of the lamp outside fell on her face, brightening her dark eyes as she began to speak.
"My Father was the family I had. He was a failure in life and did not go to school or try to learn to do something that would help him run the home properly. For my mother, she killed herself. When I was 4, she jumped off from the roof of our house."
"..."
"I cried and was so sad at her death, but my father was even more miserable; he was a failure at everything but keeping my mother happy. When an argument happened, he would apologize. He never hit or let her cry; he did everything to keep her happy. Our financial habits were weak, but we were doing okay. After my mother died, my father was in shambles. He still did not start to drink, he worked harder than before to keep me happy, maybe he was guilty of the fact that he could not keep my mother happy."
"1 year went away like this. Days of sadness were washed away, and small bits of happiness came. Of course, my father sometimes yelled and even gave me a beating once when I set my bed on fire, but I was still happy, it all ended soon because I wasn't able to realize that I was a miserable man. One day, I returned from outside. After playing with my friends, I searched for my father once I entered the house..."
Elana's feet began to shake, and her teeth began to clatter.
"I called out to him, but he did not answer... I called out to him again, but he usually did not answer. He would answer my call, but that day, he didn't. I kept calling, and he didn't answer. I ran to his door and kept calling out to him... I was so scared. I begged him to open his door but he didn't then I realized, he left me alone too."
Edward, hearing her words, put his hands on her leg, trying to comfort her, but she jerked him away. A moment broke, and she began to speak again.
"My father had talked poison into killing himself, but funnily enough, there was a bottle of an antidote beside him. He heard my voice when I was calling out to him, begging him to stop, but he didn't. He did not take the antidote, he was aware of what he was leaving behind."
"Why did he kill himself?" Edward asked Elana.
"In his diary, he wrote that my mother was trapped in the marriage. She did not have a good past with her family and was forced to marry her and have me. She never got to do anything for herself, and he wrote that he didn't let her when she tried. She once asked him to allow her to begin a stitching shop, but he didn't let her; anything she asked which would let her be free, he didn't allow her, and that's why she killed herself. As for my father, it was found that he was an alleged thief. He stole for those he worked for, and once he was caught stealing. He ran away and killed himself. Both of them did not think of me or my future for a second before killing themselves, selfish bastards... Both of them bloody selfish."
"After that, I was enrolled in a Catholic orphanage because my house was auctioned for compensating the money my father stole. They didn't spare a single ether and took everything for themselves. I studied there until they threw me out when I was 15 to live alone. I took my things and went to Katch with all my money to find work because I read in the newspaper that a lot of work was available for girls there. Who knew being a slave worker at rich people's houses was considered work?"
Elana pressed her hands against her hand and pulled her hair, reminding herself of that time.
"I worked like that for 1-2 years and lived in a shitty room with three more girls, each with a habit of mocking my life. I woke up every day, worked 12 hours, got abused but the landlady who would never pay me on time, then got bullied by those slugs who did not do any work. I got so tired of all that hell that I stole five necklaces from the landlady's collection one day. She could've like 15 of these in a snap of fingers, but she pushed, I don't know, a 100 men to catch me and threw me in the prison. I received a sentence of 4.5 years in prison while also giving extra reparations to the lady by working in prison. I can't explain how much I wanted to kill myself."
"While in prison, my miserable life moved on for 2 days only. Then a letter arrived at the police station for me and, along with it a good amount of money; it stated that if I wanted a future, I could purchase my freedom and come to this city."
"So, it was Prince who sent you the letter?"
"Yes, he was building a faction of thieves for himself but was unsuccessful. When I reached the address of the building mentioned in the letter. He threw three bags of gold at me, saying, " I am finally achieving something." ". However, I was the first and last to take up his offer, and the two us only in a faction of thieves he made."
Edward smiled at the idea of making a faction of thieves.
"A very bright idea, make a faction of thieves to gather all the hot shots at one place and then sell them to the police at a high price. The trap here is very open." He remarked.
"Ya, so both of us became working buddies, we stole and stole, ran from place to place, kept coming closer and formed a bond. Life was good, soon we had money to buy a place in this city."
Elana placed her hand on the glass window watching the rain fall.
"Yumemar. This city sold me my dreams. Living with someone I was happy to be with. A bond I had never formed with my mother, father, teacher, or anyone. Prince a thief was the one I was the happiest with. Even if we lost all the money we had, I would've never left his side. We never got married but our life was like one."
Elana sighed deeply, Edward knew this was the part where he needed to cut the most information.
"For a year we did not steal anything just lived peacefully and happily. The walls were still in construction. Saying they were building an armoury and forge at this place and we became workers. Earned money and made plans to steal from this place by finding the design sketches of the place but before anything could happen another opportunity sprung up."
"It was a grand wedding, then it was the marriage of Sir William Homes and Zelena Homes. It was on the outskirts of this city, and people from the kingdom, even some famous rebels, attended the wedding. So, it was the best possible time for was small heist. We went into the function and did our job, but I got greedy and tried to get my hands on the big guns and got then I got caught by him."
"Him?"
"Foal Zestus. The devil in human skin, Brittania's previous ruler. I remember at that time the people called him the 'Judge' and he passed over to me the divine punishment of the life I live now."
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