Blood!

Blood splattered on the ground as I opened the door to my father's chamber. Coughing hard, he desperately grasped for air.

How did it become like this?

This world in front of me started to crumble piece by piece, the walls I had built up started to erode, slipping away like the sand in an hourglass. How did it become like this?

A flash.

Crashing thunder roared furiously outside – rupturing the sky – lighting it up with its branches. The torrent of rain descended, punching the glass window as it did.

I never visualized such a thing to happen; neither did I wish for it.

I saw the first few splatters when I was halfway across the corridor. I froze and looked over the peony garden, which is taken care of by my elder sister, or at least that's how it used to be.

The downpour filled the land, droplets of water started dripping from the leaves. The rainfall became more intense, drumming against the ground. The horrific sound of rain twirled around me.

Staggered, stumbled, I took support from the wall. Slowly but steadily I walked to the king's chamber in cold sweat trickling down my spine.

When I opened the door, never in my life did I expect to see this.

With a thud he collapsed to the ground along with his golden vintage goblet rolling around spilling the remainder of wine. My eyes widened at the scene before me, I trembled in fear as my tribulation resurfaced once again to haunt me, utterly devastated at the sight of my enemy hopelessly struggling to survive.

Why do I feel this way? Should I not be content that he is dying? Then why do I feel this agonizing pain like my heart clutching, being sucked in a void. Is it because of this blood running through me? I hate this cursed blood. Blood that connects me to him.

I walked towards the vintage gold goblet, ignoring the hands that reached out to me.

Stretching out my hands, unreliable like a demented heart being concerned about a dying man. Gently removing my silver hair piece with unsteady hands and placing the tip on the Red wine. Darkness surged devouring the entire piece, my unsteady hands received the shock of its life letting go of the hair piece. The entire hair piece dropped in the wine, now completely devoured in it. The diamond flower had fully taken on that bloody colour. The colour of the cursed blood running within me.

How ironic, just like the hair piece turning red, its original owner has long been dead, and it's all this man's fault. This man, the origin of all misery.

This hair piece that belonged to my mother. A mother who loathed her daughters to the very core. A mother who never wished to give birth to me. A mother who yearned for love she never received from her husband even after her death.

The only thing she received for dedication to him was only a few words.

"Give that thing a proper burial" he ordered his butler. Just before he left, he gave me a piercing glare, a glare that showed no signs of emotion at all.

That was our second encounter, never thinking I would come to despise him on our third.

He brought my mother into the Royal family as his mistress when his own wife – Queen Helena- couldn't give birth to an hair after a miscarriage and a weak constitution. Growing frustrated at his wife, he brought my mother from the back alleys – a prostitute from a brothel.

Yet fate can be far cruel sometimes, toying with people's emotions.

My mother gave birth to my eldest sister Selena, born with brunette eyes and hair. No aptitude for

mana as if God may have given her a cup but sent her without filling it in or so we thought. No characteristics of Selena proved to have royal blood, but still she was my only reason for living.

The domino effect happened. The price for being a prostitute and the rumors that Selena was a product of an affair took a toll on mother. Not only did she suffer from a complicated childbirth but also due to the mistreatment of the servants.

Being a commoner, neglected by the King and the continuous harassment of the servants gave birth to her mental scar. Not having anyone to rely on, she became more confined from society, building an impenetrable wall, forever locking away her emotions as well as herself.

Just the day before she crossed the Styx river and went to the afterlife, she gave me this hair piece. To me, an existence she never wished for.

She was not her usual self that day; Far too cheerful than she had ever been. She playfully hopped towards me and Selena in the peony garden holding a white stargazer Lily and an old wooden box.

She had on a mud Brown frilly corset dress, the gift she received from the King when she entered the upper society. The dress that is considered as luxurious to me is a rag that even the servants of this Palace don't wear.

"mother, what are you doing here?" Selena questioned her, worry written all over her face. "Should you not be resting inside to recover from poor health?"

"I'm perfectly fine, it was suffocating inside so I came out for a walk, and I thought I should spend some time with you two because I've always regretted not being a mother to you like Queen Helena'' she said with sorrowful eyes that looked like on the verge of bursting its banks. "Because of my poor health, I've always been bedridden in my room and since Selena has her princess lessons to attend, Angelis has always been alone".

She slowly started approaching me observing my reactions. Even though I knew what she said about feeling guilty was a lie. I let it be, I wanted to know her sudden change in behavior yet my heart desired something else. Deep down what I really wanted was for her to accept me, to love me and spoil me.

I flinched when she touched me with her warm hands; gently placing the wooden box on my hand "it's a family heirloom that my mother gave me, and now I want you to have it, think of it as my substitute for whenever you're alone, it's my blessing to you on your 6th birthday" she said.

At that moment a slight hint of melancholy appeared at one moment but gone the next. There was a deep longing when she opened the box and presented The Crystal White Rose bud hairpiece.

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