Chapter 4 :-Memory lost

The first rays of the morning sun gently bathed the kingdom of Elemant Salaiyra,

At the Duke of William's mansion,

As the sunlight gently streamed through the lacy curtains, Asgher woke up, wrapping his arm around his wife Arabelle, who lay beside him.

They had shared an intimate night, their love for each other blossoming in the embrace of passion. As they opened their eyes, a soft smile played across their lips, and a tender connection passed between them.

With her platinum blonde silky hair falling on her waist, Arabelle stretched languidly, bringing a delicate hand to her forehead.

The warmth of their loving encounter still lingered, as did the intimacy they had shared. Asgher's heart swelled with adoration for his beloved wife as he admired her ethereal beauty in the soft morning light.

Asgher gently brushed his fingertips along the curve of Arabelle's rosy pink cheek, marveling at her radiance. Her blue eyes twinkled with a mix of contentment and affection as she gazed back at him.

They had forged a deep connection, built on trust, affection, and desire, which bound them together in the sacred bond of marriage.

As the morning continued, the world outside their room began to stir, signaling a new day dawning.

But for Asgher and Arabelle, time stood still as they reveled in the warmth of their love and the affectionate bond they had forged. With gentle caresses and tender words, they embraced the beauty of their connection.

On the other side of the Elemant Salaiyra Kingdom,

At the Imperial Palace where the sun bathed its first ray of light.

The Imperial Palace the sun casts a golden glow across the palace. Birds chirped merrily, whispering enchanting melodies through the royal gardens.

In the most isolated place of the palace, Princess Rossaria stirred in her bed, slowly emerging from a deep slumber that had held her captive for days.

As her eyelids fluttered open, Rossaria found herself in a room adorned with delicate tapestries and magnificent paintings.

The softness of the bedsheets embraced her as she gazed around, trying to piece together her surroundings. Her mind was fogged with confusion." Who... who am I?" she wondered.

Crash!

The water basin that the young maid was going to use to wipe away Princess Rossaria's perspiration fell to the ground with a loud crash.

"Her Royal Highness, The Princess is awakened Imperial physician Callias Her Royal Highness opens her eyes," the maid screams and rushes out of the room.

After some time had passed,

With a gentle knock on the door, Imperial Physician Callias entered the room.

Wrinkles were deeply etched on his gentle face, revealing the weight of countless burdens he had carried over the days.

He approached The Royal Princess, his eyes filled with worry and hope for a possible breakthrough."Good morning, Your Royal Highness," Imperial Physician Callias said respectfully as he bowed in front of her. "How are you feeling now?"

Her eyes sparkled with a mixture of uncertainty and fear as she looked at the Imperial Physician Callias. "Who- who are you? Who I am And where am I?"

Imperial physician Callias heart sank, but he maintained a gentle composure. "I am Imperial Physician Callias, your personal Royal Physician as well as the Imperial Physician of the Elemant Salaiyra Kingdom Your Highness Princess Rossaria."

"And Your Royal Highness you are at your home in the Royal Palace." Imperial physician Callias said softly.

Rossaria furrowed her brow, she was unable to recall anything, "I... I can not recall anything, It is all a blur." she said.

The Imperial physician's expression softened. "I understand, Your Highness."

"You have been through a difficult loss. Your older brother, Prince of William whom you address as Brother Philip, was also injured during the assassin attack on your way back to the palace, and in the process, you sustained a severe head injury that caused memory loss."

Standing at the doorway, Prince Philip listened intently to what was being said. The princess found solace in his commanding presence and intense red eyes.

A flicker of consolation flashed through Princess Rossaria as her green eyes locked with his."Are you my brother?" she questioned a hint of hope in her voice. Melancholy and relief mixed to form Prince Philip's expression as he moved forward. "Yes, Rose, it's me. I am your older brother."

Princess Rossaria's cold emotionless green eyes filled with tears, and she began to shake. Silently promising to be her rock through this ordeal, Philip reached out and attempted to gently tried to hold her hand.

But Princess Rossaria avoids his touch, Prince Philip holds back his hand because he does not want to make her uncomfortable.

With a trembling voice, Rossaria said, "I... I do not remember much, but when I look at you, I feel something."

"Rose, we have a special bond as a sibling," Prince Philip replied softly. "I will always be here to support you in remembering and navigating this journey."

Callias, the imperial physician, stepped in and comforted them. "We will do everything in our power to assist you, Your Royal Highness Princess Rossaria So rest assured. Through time, patience, and diligent efforts, we may be able to help you regain your memories, but for now, let us take things one step at a time."

A gleam of resolve appeared in Princess Rossaria's green eyes as she nodded. "I appreciate it, both of you. I may not remember our past, but I'm eager to embrace this new day and discover who I truly am."

A spirit of resiliency and optimism permeated the space as the sunbeams illuminated it.

The door is being knocked on though, "Your Imperial Royal Highnesses," said the Headmaid, Miss Queniault.

"Yes, Headmaid Miss Queniault, how may I assist you with?" With a frigid tone, Prince Philip spoke.

"Please accept my sincere apologies Your Royal Highnesses, I did not mean to interrupt during Your Royal Highnesses time together, but Her Majesty the Empress herself bestowed her direct order for Her Royal Highness Princess Rossaria." Miss Queniault, the Headmaid, said with a courteous bow.

There is no longer any tenderness on Prince Philip's face." Might I ask what the order is, Headmaid Miss Queniault?" with a solemn voice Prince Philip said to the Headmaid Miss Queniault.

"The Empress was informed after Her Royal Highness awoke from her slumber, so she said The Royal Princess needed to prepare herself to have breakfast with her family." Headmaid Miss Queniault said.

"Tell Mother that Rose is not ready for the family gathering yet," Prince Philip instructed.

Headmaid Miss Queniault looks sharply towards the Young Prince Philip "Her Majesty is on her prayer hall Your Royal Highness the Prince of William" Headmaid Miss Queniault's voice is thorn piecing on Young Prince Philip's ears.

Her piercing gaze conveys the message, "Obey Her Majesty, because without her you are nothing but a piece of useless mud that can be played or thrown away a long time ago."

Headmaid Miss Queniault is the Empress's right arm person. For this reason, the Empress only issues Royal decrees on Miss Queniault's hand.

And when it comes to the Empress, she can be arrogant. Philip's eyes squinted like flames and his face flushed. His fists clenched, knuckles going white, and the tension in the room increased.

He growled, his rage resonating throughout the room, "I understand Headmaid Miss Queniault, but I will escort my sister will that be acceptable?"

"As you wish Your Royal Highness Prince of William," Headmaid Miss Queniault said, then she signaled the maids behind her.

They bow courteously towards Prince William and move in the direction of the Princess Rossaria,

The Royal Princess Rossaria is brought by them toward the bathroom.

Prince Philip and Imperial Physician Callias left the Rossaria's bedrooms,

But before Prince Philip leaves the room he orders one of the lady-in-waiting to take care of Rossaria properly and do what she tells them.

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