Fiyona the only imperial princess was highly respected by everyone, but at the same time people insulted her behind her back saying that she is the princess who killed her unborn siblings by taking their life.
Queen was pregnant two other times, only to give birth to still born babies, but she never blamed anyone.
It was not the same for other nobles, who just loved gossiping.
Their gossips were thorns in the heart of little princess.
She was alone, even though she was surrounded by all.
Even though her rooms were filled with luxurious items, she was alone without having anyone to depend on.
Even her maids gossiped about the ill-fate princess.
This was the first time, for Fiyona, when someone trust her and tell their problems.
Fiyona ~~~~~
"A tingling feeling was felt in my heart for the first time" He is the first person who trusted me and spoke to me about his problem
I spoke to the boy who was the same age as me.
"You also hear those voices?" More than being surprised I was happy, I was now feeling a connection with him as I felt that he is hearing the same voice which supports me all the time.
"Yes my Lady." He spoke respectfully, different from before.
Hmm. I see. These voices have been speaking to me since a few weeks. What about you? I asked
He looked around and whispered, "Me too, my lady.
"I, too, I am hearing these voices since past few weeks, I am happy to meet someone with the same experience as me." Rakhil spoke.
We had already caught the attention of other kids because we were the highest ranking noble present.
Rakhil pulled me closer and spoke, "Sorry for my rude behaviour, but I don't think this is an appropriate place to discuss this matter.
I hope you will invite me to your personal tea time, so that we can talk more freely."
Inviting an Archduke's heir was not a hard thing to do, if they would accept the invitation, and I also felt that discussing this matter in between the crowd would only bring unnecessary attention.
"Sure, wait for my Invitation." I smiled and handed over him a cupcake.
Rakhil, was cute and looked like a rabbit.
For me, he looked like a cute little brother who loves food and is very naughty for his age.
"Yes, My princess." Rakhil bowed and took his bite of the cupcake.
The frosting spread all over his mouth and he looked like a small boy with white beared.
I couldn't control my laughter, "Haahaa, what is this? Why are you in a hurry" I asked choking with laughter.
"Well, If my mom sees me eating so many snacks she will ban me from eating snacks for an entireeee week" Rakhil's eyes looked like a puppy begging for its treats.
No one could tell he was going to be the future "Monster Warrior".
"Haa, fine. Eat more and grow strong." I could do nothing, but sigh, thinking about the situation of maids who groom him.
His dress was all dirtied with chocolate syrup and his hair had biscuit crumbs.
More than an elegant, noble child, he looked like a free willed boy who enjoyed his each moment.
I, too, wished to forget about the princess title and enjoy my snacks, but my habits and instincts were against it.
I said my farewell to him, and went towards another group of children.
The ball was tiring, all were interested to be my friends just because of my title as a princess.
Their fake smiles tired me. I wished for the ball to end.
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After few days of ball, I had received permission to invite Rakhil to my palace.
As a princess, It was never easy to being anyone I wish to the palace. I had to ask permission from Queen (mother).
With my effective pleading, she unwillingly allowed me to invite him three days from today.
I had no time to waste. I wrote my invitation myself.
"Young Master Rakhil, This is Princess Fiyona.
I would like to hold a tea party with you, three days from the day you receive your invitation.
Hoping for a positive response, Your ball friend."
It was short because I was still learning to write.
I doubted whether he would know to even read when he spoke with those funny words, but it was not my matter to care for.
I was sure he would come.
Furthermore, I prepared meticulous for the tea party.
Though it was called tea party, I had decided to serve hot Cocoa and deserts.
Which child could say no to cocoa.
I waited patiently for three days, and finally the day for the party came.
He was invited morning so that we could have enough time to talk.
I waited near my manor entrance to welcome him personally.
My naughty little brother, whom I can share my secrets with, would be arriving anytime now.
"Badump, Badump" My heart beat increased.
I saw a young boy walking from a distance to my manor through the rose garden.
His eyes shown as bright as ruby.
His white hair became one with the white roses.
He was accompanied by a maid who looked young and energetic.
I ran to him.
"My princess, Please do not run. You will hurt yourself." My maids shouted, but I couldn't hide my excitement anymore.
"Haa. Haaa
hello!" I welcomed him panting, halfway in the garden, between the bloomed roses and its fragrance.