The party was something I longed for as a child but each and every time I was turned down..the king of the northern leevi is really generous to hold such an amazing bouquet for me.
I got dressed in an amazing gown that the king prepared for me. I looked like all those fairytale my mother used to read to me
" You look great..." My father complemented me for the first time and I was shocked
" Thanks father..." I replied with a smile..his face was void of any emotions..he gave me a huge harp..it was beautiful with so many carving on it
" Woah... father.. it's beautiful. I love it!" I pulled the harp in such childish manner and he only chucked at me for the first time with such a satisfied gaze
" I'll play everyone a piece with your amazing gift..." I giggled
" No...like you said it's my amazing gift to you no one has to hear the strings aside from me...play for me when we get back " he said turning back to leave..well something precious is kept a secret...
I dashed into the hall and saw so much crowd..they were children of my age range and it was exciting being treated like this
" Princess Violet.. it's an honor to have a party for you" a young beautiful woman rushed to me..from her attire she looks like the queen.. ohh... Queen Flora
" Greetings your highness... thanks for doing this...!" I smiled at her...her beauty was impeccable..now I know where the prince got his handsome features from...did I just say handsome...?
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It's a bright full moon today..my daughter's birthday is today and I can't help but feel sad for not being here ti eat this rice cake I made her.
I sat by the window to continue my weaving.. I have noticed that the drifts of cold winter is on its way so this is to keep my beautiful daughter cool and warm
" It's beautiful..." The maid complemented and I felt a sudden surge of pride in me...
" Of course it is...my daughter deserve something this beautiful" I replied happily..as I continue to weave I felt a huge pain in my abdomen..
" Ahhhh" the maids rushed to me..in fear
" What's wrong your highness...?" Their voice was full of worry..the pain came back right again and I felt water dripping down my legs
" Call the midwives..."
The baby is coming... Zuma.. where is he...?
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Zuma and his daughter was enjoying the party until a letter came in for Zuma...he stormed out looking worried.
The excitement stop as soon as he dashed out
" What happened...?" She asked the guards
" The queen is in labor..."
Her sister is about to come to life...she had to be there... unfortunately her father left without her.
" Wait...the king has rushed out.... it's dangerous and a long way to anthill for you alone..." the prince rushed to hold my hand stopping me from going
" No way... I have to be there.. I vowed... don't worry am familiar with all the map and route...just have a guard follow me..."
I wasn't ready to stay one more minute... I ran out with great speed with some guards behind me... I rode fast with my horse faster than others but I don't care about that right now.
Hours passed and it's almost morning that I made it to the palace without any hesitation I ran to my mother's chambers and I can hear a loud scream... it's my mother's..
She in deep pain... she's screaming really loud. I saw my father pacing back and forth. Our eyes met but he gave me a serious glare... I subsequently sneeze..wait...is he cursing me in his heart..? I didn't do anything wrong.
My sister could have been born yesterday but from what the midwives are telling father.. it's seems she's having troubles in pushing out the baby.. and if she survives this she shouldn't try to have any baby again.
My father's face was gloomy..the midwives did their best and after hours of standing and pacing...
At the stroke of mid day..the baby finally was born... it's cries filled the silent corridor..for once I saw smile on my father's face...but it instantly diminished when the midwife announced the gender...
" It's a girl sire..."
I was happy and sad at the same time... I was supposed to feel happy at what I got now but I can't help but feel bad about all this...
My father was completely angry..he rushed outside without seeing my mother or holding the baby. Everyone watched in astonishment the king's behavior.
I went in to see my mother...she was still unconscious and the baby is indeed a replica of my father and a bit of my mother in some ways...if she was a boy.. things might be different.. father might have been treating mother like an untouchable egg but it's all fantasy.
Hours later...she finally woke up...
" Zuma..." She muttered... I can't help but worry at what she'll do if she realizes that her sweet husband refused to see her because of the baby
" Mother... father went out to welcome guests who came to see you" I had to lie to make her feel calm at the moment...
The baby's cries was loud enough to blow my ears..she looks at the baby and felt confused...
" Violet...my baby... it's a boy.. where is my son...? This isn't my child..." A quick denial made me sad of what's to become of my little sister...
" What are you saying...? All because she isn't what you expected you are rejecting her...what a joke!" I was already getting upset.. definitely that's how she felt when she had me...
" When you realized what a joke you have become over nine months.. and what might happen if you don't accept your child.. I'll bring her back"
I took the baby in my arms and luckily she didn't cry..she looked at me laughing and I felt so much joy.
I called for Leon..he already made it to the palace..
" Go get me a good nanny for my sister..."
" The baby is a girl... your dream came true..."
He hide his smile from me but I can tell that he wants to mock me but he knows I'll have his head if he does
Few minutes the nanny came in...she looked rather young but from Leon's description she is really good. She cleaned my sister up and fed her some milk.
I waited for either my father or mother's servants to come take the baby but none came..
Is she really not wanted...? So bad!
It was already evening and none still came... I took my sleeping beauty into my arms...she looks so beautiful with tiny hands
" She doesn't have a name yet...?" The nanny reminded me...
" I'll give her a name.." ....
" Ivory...."
As I called out the name I had in mind she woke up looking into my eyes and smiling at me..
" I think she likes it..." The nanny smiled at me... What a life we would have together...i will protect you and won't let anyone bully you.
I walked to the window and saw a the half moon.. yesterday's moon was so full and bright..she could have been born on the same day as me..that would be sisters thing but fate can be cruel yet merciful.
I had late dinner still waiting..my patience faded away and I went out to find those irresponsible parents..
" Don't you want to hold her and give her a name...?" I asked my father who buried himself in court papers
" She is a female.. and I have names for males only..." His response was too flexible..what a petty man I have as a father
" Didn't you name me yourself... why the sudden lack of interest now...?" This delusional man is really annoying
" I didn't... someone else did!" He didn't look at me but I can tell he doesn't want me to know who that person is..
" Have you talked to mother...?" I don't care who named me..as long as am his daughter it doesn't matter..
" Stop telling me what to do....!!!!!" He yelled at me angrily and I can tell he hasn't talked to her yet and he doesn't plan to. I left his sight and went to find my mother.
She laid on the bed looking so sad... what an unqualified mother
" You are here thinking when you can hold your daughter in your arms..."
" Violet... get out!!!" She also scream... what's going on in their heads..
I went out immediately feeling that my sister isn't going to be loved by this people in any way...