Flower That Could Not Bloom (Part 8)

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Story in Adamantine P. O. V

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There was once a peaceful start of a new generation in this Kingdom. King Stanford and Queen Rhosyn had their first child. A beautiful girl that had eyes of her mother and hair as unnatural as her father. It was a joyous occasion.

The King and Queen were overjoyed for a baby girl to be born and celebrated in the whole Kingdom.

I was the pride of their love and my mother's great source of happiness.

They selected only a few maids for my chores and studying because gosh... they were so overprotective. They would call me a naïve, frail little girl who knows nothing about the outside world and the dangers it possessed.

Well, how could I? I was always followed by my maids and been protected.

When I grew old enough to become a sensible girl, my mother grew gravely delusional.