It had come to the point where she didn't care anymore.
Why care so much about friends and family, if in the end...they betrayed you?
She didn't even cry anymore. She could faintly recall a time when she used to be the "emotional" one in the family. She was easily infuriated by the slightest comments from her twin or her older brother. She cried herself to sleep when she fought with her fiancé, Raphael. When she woke up, her eyes would be an achy, dull red from her heart's woeful expressions. When she was happy, she would be bouncy and hyper, hardly listening to anyone but the music within her soul as she danced to its seductive tune.
Her
Katala sat next to the window in her chambers. She had just dismissed her maids barely a few minutes ago so she could be alone. Her hand went to her stomach. She could feel the child within her. It grew day by day. She had not told Alexander that she was pregnant. Perhaps it was time. She took a deep breath. Alexander had told her he wanted a male heir. But she knew the child was not a boy, it was going to be a girl. Of course, she did not need to tell Alexander that...but, she was afraid of how he would react to having a female heir.
Katala shook her head. No, this child would receive the same love a boy would. Katala had already decided to
Chapter 1:
The morning was already beginning to warm, as the golden-red hues of a rising sun peeked timidly through white patches of clouds. Krishna yawned as he sat up and stretched his arms. He shook the person lying next to him and mumbled "Senna...I'm hungry...is there any food...?" But the girl next to him did not budge. A sudden wave of panic flooded his mind and he jumped up, shaking the lump next to him viciously for thirty seconds before realizing that it was not his sister, but the bundle of food and clothing he had been carrying with him since the beginning of his journey.
He sighed in relief, glad his sister wasn't dead. But as
The summer night had begun to commence long after the sunset had disappeared from view. Claudia sat by her window, it's shutters wide open, the warm breeze floating into her room, teasing the old, but lightweight curtains into a sort of momentary wisp of a dance.
Despite the change in seasons, pre-empted by a change in weather, Claudia would sit in front of the window tonight, just like she had every other night, for five, long years. She reached into her hair and with a few twists of her deft fingers, she undid the pins that had kept them bound in that same, elegant fashion she had been wearing her hair since she was a young girl.
With the
Is there anything I can really do?
Not when I gaze into your silvery eyes.
Enraptured in the slight glance,
The dreamy trance will rise.
The love will consume me with its fire.
Igniting the deepest emotions within.
I can't control myself anymore.
If I tried, I would be committing a moral sin.
I forget all others that are in my life.
At the mere hint of you near me,
I lose whatever little sanity I had.
Plunged into a golden stream.
I wait for you to slip out of those shadows.
To wrap your arms around me.
To press your lips against mine.
I wait for you to make me dream.
A dream...unlike any other.
Only you can give me such a gift.
The gift