I am Violet...the princess of anthill,my home,my life,my beginning and my end. I am still the only child of my parents..the king and queen of anthill.
I have so to say the prefect family but for some reason I do think that my father doesn't love me..he is always harsh and doesn't care about me but he is my father so I do not think much of it.
" It's time for your practice" the maid informed me and I have to put on a good show like my father wants. Archery, politics, language, swords dancing, music playing are lesson I have to attend as a princess so that my father can be proud of me.
My mother doesn't mind if I get chocked most times during this practice she only urge me to get my father's acceptance and love with everything I've got.
As the practice went on I injured myself and it hurts but I have to be perfect and look good and best for my father.
All this notice me stuff was put on hold when my mother got pregnant..my father was excited and so was I..at least I can practice without being watched by my father. He took care of my mother like an egg silently hoping for a male child
" Father... what if it isn't a male...?" I told my father innocently
He gave me a glare that made me hide in my private shell...
" Your father will love him or her!" My mother would reply everytime I said that.. I felt so attached to the belly in her womb and any time I touch it it would kick
" He likes you..." My mother's comprehension of the baby made me feel bad...
" Mother...what if it's a she? I'll treat my baby sister better. She'll be so cute" I giggled innocently
" Violet.. don't say that! It must be a male" she looked at me and I was so confused
" Why...?" I was curious to know about my father's hidden obsession with males
" Your father needs a male to rule the kingdom..." She rubbed my hair stylishly
" Why...am not good enough for the throne? Father told me that he would give me the kingdom as long as I attended those lessons that great leaders attend and stop those ' unnecessary ' hobbies of mine" I stressed out the word unnecessary to show my mother that I had abandon my personal joy for the throne
" Don't listen to your father...he just wants you to be capable. Look at you..at such a very young age you are going together with your father to the court." My mother only wanted to comfort me... what I want is the throne...
I was brooding over what my mother said...if a male is going to replace me it would be better to have a supportive sister than a replacement.
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Earlier the next day together with Leon I went to the Temple..
Leon is my body guard father assigned for me...he is older than me but am the princess of course age doesn't matter where power and position talks.
I prayed fervently for a little cute sister..that would have long hair like mine and cute eyebrows
"Why are you here?" That voice is my father's..his glare was serious but seeing me on my knees he became calm
" I came to pray for mother...! Greetings father..." I bowed and Leon did the same
" Alright.. that's why you didn't make it to you harp class...?" His tone was harsh and insincere..
" Am sorry father... I'll go double time..." I had to apologize now that my prayers are answered by the great heavens I must be on his good side to win his favor
" Okay..go on then. Don't forget we still have to go somewhere" he warned, I was looking forward to the journey so no need to yell at me old man.
"I look forward to it father.. I won't disappoint you"
I bowed and left the old man to say his own prayers..
"May your prayers be forfeited" I said smiling
" Don't be cruel your highness..." Leon decided to meddle in my little prayer
" Am being nice for our heads..." I replied walking back to the horse and ridding it home
I ran to my mother and gave her a hug to bid her farewell as I go with my father to another kingdom..
I whisper gently to the belly..' my little sister.. I'll be home soon ' I kissed the belly and I felt it kicked..
" I love you too dear...take care and don't anger your father. Remember that you are the princess of anthill and you should do your best. Don't wander around and let Leon stick with you.." she advised me..her eyes was fully of worries..
The last time I traveled with my father I was left out.. father left without me thinking I was inside the carriage but I wasn't. I was stuck in the northern West Park but it was a great time.. I made enough friends and I liked the prince there.
I giggled remembering how cute he was to sit besides his father on the throne
" Manners..." My father corrected me with a hard heart blasting glare. This time we rodw in the same carriage because my mother sworn on her life that she'll die if anything happens to me... I guess my father is angry about that.
" I'll behave..."
" Good..." He didn't even look at me but I can feel his cold aura..this old man can't even believe his little daughter..what a shame!
We soon arrived at the Maritsa palace.. it was beautiful with fine decorations..so royal with many gold with different sizes...so amazing.
I kept my excitement to myself and explore the place iny mind as my eyes looked around bit by bit ti avoid my father's hot glare
" Welcome Zuma..." A man probably in his early forties welcome my father with a warm hug.. and I bowed slightly..he gave me a pleasing look
" Your daughter is beautiful. The all eloquent princess.. I never knew that you are so young..how old are you little one..?" He leaned forward to my height and gave me a smile
" Greetings your highness... it's my honour to meet you. Am 11years old sire... I'll be 12 in the next full moon" I replied sharply
"That's wonderful.. I'll give you a big party with lots of pink dresses and cakes uhn?" He laughed looking back at me
A birthday with pink dresses and cakes is something I always wanted but father always make me practice on that very day like every other day
" No need your highness... it's not necessary. Let's just get down to business..shall we?" I had to put my temptation aside..or else my father will punish me severely.
"Hahahaha... Zuma your daughter is indeed amazing.. you should treat her better more than any other children.. give her a party. If you won't I would!" He chuckled and father only smiled nodding his head in approval, getting on the good side of this man is what he is here for. I was happy that I'll at least gain something out of it.
They discuss an alliance but it wasn't going great as planned..the king is easily distracted. Father was getting pissed but at this point he has to calm down and not ruin everything with his own hands
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How annoying...how dare he not reply personally to my letter...
" Father please calm down...?"
" Shut up... you told me you liked Violet and as my son I would give her to you even if it means forming an alliance with that butt brain"
" I do like her but I don't want you going through so much stress. She may not even like me"
" Nonsense...she would and she must. She is perfect for you. If she grows up of certain age you'll understand what I mean by a prefect woman."
"If you say so father..."
"I just don't say so... I know so! Just do your best to win her completely over, besides I can't imagine Zuma using his own daughter for his selfish interest. That's not my problem...you want her and I'll get her"
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Days has passed since they left...how I missed my beautiful daughter. Her birthday is in few days and she can't celebrate with me.
Zuma is really something taking her out to every of his outing. He really cares about her so much even if he is acting all silly.
" Your highness please rest a bit more."
Being pregnant isn't easy..but this felt more simple unlike violet's birth...it was long and more painful. It was my first.. I just hope I don't experience more pain during this time.
" Have you checked inside...?"
" Yes... it's like the king took it with him your highness "
It's good that they are out... Zuma would be able to give her the gift he prepared for her..those two are a beating of my heart
" Oh.. I forgot three..." I laughed but I stopped seeing the maid giggled at my sudden expression made my shy
" Leave me..." Mood swings is one easy thing for me.. putting up a serious gaze my maids left me be to giggled more to myself