Unfulfilled!
That was how she felt every passing day.
She knew there was something wrong with her life, her Destiny. She can't just be the sorry daughter of the late King and Queen. There was more to her.
Alas!
She was brought back to reality by her assigned maid, Hera.
"Would you like to have your bath now, Princess?"
"No thank you Hera" She said offhandedly "I'll do it myself when I'm ready"
Hera hesitated but slowly left after looking at her for a few seconds.
She knew the princess well and could tell she was in her thoughts again.
Left alone, Elora stood up from her bed and walked towards the mirror looking at herself.
'This child is evil'
'She killed her parents'
'She has a dark heart'
'Give her freedom and everyone will crumble in her wake'
She recalled all the vile words thrown at her by various Witchdoctors or Sorcerers she has been brought before in the past.
Everyone had something bad to say about her. They always saw a dark cloud around her.
Something wet fell on her lips and that was when she realized that she was silently crying.
She sighed furiously cleaning the stupid tears from her eyes.
She hated feeling weak and unwanted but it wasn't easy feeling otherwise when you're practically hated by your own family.
She sighed again!
There was a knock on her door. Opening the door, She found a small familiar envelope on the ground. She picked it up and opened it, boldly written inside was the same words she gets on the same day every year.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHILD OF DESTINY!
She looked around the small hallway to see if she could catch a glimpse of the person that dropped it but as usual, she saw no one.
Turning it to the back, she saw another write up
"Today your Journey begins"
She frowned
This was a first
But what does it mean though. She pondered.
"How am I supposed to understand this?" She shouted into the empty room.
Getting no response, she crouched down on the floor frustrated.
"Happy 21st birthday to me" She said feeling the tears threatening to come back up.
Almost immediately, Hera comes in a rush carrying some clothes and accessories.
"My Princess," She breathed "The king requests your presence in the throne room in 15minutes".
"Huh?"
"He asked that you wear these" Hera gestured towards the clothes dumping them on the bed quickly.
The King has hardly ever requested to see her more so in a fancy dress. Did her remember her birthday?
"But why does he want me to dress fancy?" She ask still confused
"I'm not so sure Majesty but I think this is a special occasion. My sources tells me that the most Powerful King in the Seven Kingdoms is here"
"I think the king doesn't want it known that he treats you differently from his family"
She was still skeptical but this was the most information she was going to get at the moment so she just had to accept it.
Dressing her quickly, Hera made sure all jewelries was in place and her hair was packed in a beautiful style.
Elora's eyes were a little puffy from crying so she pinched her cheeks a little to add colour to it.
She looked like a true princess in the Dark green dress but before she could admire herself enough, a heavy knock sounded at her door indicating that she was to be escorted to the main palace.
Walking through the large hallway, she was sure the two hefty guards behind her could hear her heart beating in her chest.
Before she could collect herself, she was already face to face with the huge Iron door at the entrance of the throne room.
The door opened immediately and the King, her wicked uncle was standing there smiling from ear to ear.
With a chilling tone in his voice, he announced,
"The bride is here"