A Fairy Tale Gone Insane

“What?” She whispered.
“It says here: Nathan Carlile was known for his bravery and dedication to the king’s army in 1693. When a great threat from the north threatened his homeland, he and 1500 men marched up north and killed the royal family including a daughter, Nyeria Rose. With the kingdom of Grendal at his mercy, he claimed the land and renamed it ‘Lakewood’. Now known as the upper part of Scandinavia. Nyeria, you’re supposed to be dead. How is that possible?” By the time I turned around she was gone.
-Nyeria’s POV-
I took off running. I couldn’t stop no matter how many times he was calling my name. I didn’t know where I was going, I just ran. The news clothes gave me more speed and more leg room.
“Nyeria! Come back!” I heard him yell. I just kept running. The tears in my eyes were blurring my vision, but I couldn’t care even less about them. I can’t believe I trusted him. I can’t believe that I let the man of a family of murders in a bed with me. I’m so stupid.
“Nyeria, please come back?” I heard him get closer. I squinted my eyes and stopped. My breathing was short and I felt dizzy. I turned around to see him getting closer and slowing down. Pretty soon he was in front of me, breathing just as heavily as I was.
“Look, I didn’t know that my ancestors killed your kingdom, I’m sorry.” And that’s when I busted out in tears and fell down. I felt his arms wrapped around me and he picked me up. He started walking back to the hotel. I couldn’t stop crying. I can’t close my eyes without seeing Mother getting killed and then the eyes looking right at me.
“Baby, it’s alright. Calm down, I’m right here.” He would whisper. I can’t lie, it did help. His arms were wrapped around me tight and he would place a kiss or two on my cheek or forehead. I looked at him. The sweat on his forehead were making his hair stick to his forehead. His dark eyes shown something that I could not guess even if I had the chance to live a hundred years. We got back to the hotel and people were giving us strange looks but Austin didn’t act like he cared. We made it up to his room when he placed me on my feet. It’s sad really, when I stand next to him and I only come up to his chest.
“I hope Alan isn’t still in here.” He mumbled while putting the strange looking card in this box thing on the door. It turned green and I jumped back a little bit. He saw and giggled. He took my hand and led me in the once familiar room.
“Alan, are you in here!” He yelled. We didn’t hear anything. He grabbed me and led me to the bed.
“Would you like some tea?” I nodded and followed him to the kitchen.
“What are you doing?” I smiled.
“You don’t know how I like my tea.” I sat down in a chair and watched him make tea. Something about him just makes my heart beat an extra skip. I know Mother told me that no man should make you feel this way, because all they will do is bring you heart break and devastation. Mother never told me about my father, said she’d never want the animal to be a part of my life.
“How would you like your tea madam?” Austin said breaking my train of thought.
“Milk and one spoon of sugar, please.” I smiled.
“As you wish.” He bowed and fixed my tea. He handed me a quaint little cup and sat across from me at the tall table.
“So tell me about your parents, if you don’t mind Princess.” My heart dropped. What was I going to tell him? The truth? I couldn’t tell him that my mother was a witch and I have no idea who my father is.
“Well, I really don’t know, Austin. I don’t know who my father is. My mother never told me. The only thing she ever said about my father was that he was an animal. I don’t know what that meant. And for Mother, she was, well, my mother. She protected me, and loved me.” Tears were beginning to form in my eyes, and I think Austin saw that. He got up and came over to hug me.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked that. But you really have no idea who your father is?” I shook my head.
“Well I beat I can find out who he was.” He smiled.

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