Like a Screech From Crows.

I swooped down near the palace back entry, my arms and legs felt numb as the cold breeze caressed my skin. I paced down the long pathway of stone and marble to the towering, oak wood double doors. There has stood Dravens Nanny since he was young.

"Madam Lavender, it's so good to see you again" i said while smiling and hugging her, 

"Well, isn't it my lovely Princess? OH gosh, if you told me you were coming earlier I would have told Draven not to soak himself!" she wailed.

"Madam Lavender its ok, as if Draven is going to splash water all over me," i laughed,

"You silly girl," she said while patting my shoulder.

The double Oak doors pushed open with two knocks, emerging the luxurious set of the palace. It was filled with fine gold and dark ebony pillars and stone floorings.

Most palaces and castles were black and white, rarely gold, silver or red. "My my, have you guys changed the interior while i was away" i blurted, mesmerized.

Several maids and butlers stood in order, waiting for me to be escorted up the never ending set of stairs. Step by step, my heels clashed on the hard stone flooring. Soon I finally reached the end of it, tired and out of breath. I knocked on Dravens bedroom door. no answer. "Draven! I'm coming in!" I yelled from the outside. with a push i opened the heavy doors, 'strange why are there no guards' i thought to myself.

An abundance of warmth grabbed my face, strangling me. My eyes sealed shut as I cannot bear the truth of what I have just witnessed. As minutes passed, maids and butlers sprinted across the cold marble floor, now covered in warm ,red substance. Many of the maids had stopped half way, mouth tightly covered and eyes wide open.

Some butlers grabbed me by my arms and tried to pull me away from what I call a traumatizing event. I stood there as still as a stone statue, frozen in fear. My hands were ice cold, shaking uncontrollably. My face is now turning purple from not being able to breathe. 

"MY LADY!" screamed a recognizable voice. I felt as if all life had been drained from me, as if it were a monster controlling me like a puppet. "How....how. Why! Why! Why! Why can't I just be happy, why did they have to take him away from me." I whimpered.

Just like a kitten left alone on a winter's day.  My legs felt numb and my head felt drowsy, and soon...it went all dark.

I woke up in a room, with a few medical maids putting medicine away. I perched up my head, still tears falling from my cheeks. "Princess!" one of them exclaimed as they slowly put me back down onto the large bed.

"w-where is he? '' I stuttered, afraid to know the truth. The maid looked at me and looked away in a sorrowful frown. "Tell me now! This is an order!" I shouted, still crying without knowing.

"My princess, i-im sorry, but I don't think I should say this,'' she said, still not meeting my eyes. 

I bit my lip and cried more and more. "I- how did this even happen? I was just going to see him. I couldn't even help, I felt so useless" I wailed. The nurse made me drink a brown bitter liquid making me fall slowly into a deep sleep.

"Im sorry" said a male voice, just before everything went silent and dark.male voice? Questions swarmed my mind. Did I hear things? It was not just me, right? My mind numbed and went fuzzy.

I did not really understand this weird feeling, yet again. I don't even know what to feel anymore. Everything just seems more and more pointless. Every minute feels like a weight on my body.

The long silence in the room filled my ears with ringing and unheard sirens. It tore my heart with dreadful pain. The loneliness that filled the cold breezy air, cuddled me in a harsh manner.

I struggled to face reality, as every turn I took off the long rocky road, it hit me and hurt me again and again. I was drowning in my own thoughts. I felt as if I was being punished for something I have not done.

Days later, I was finally able to open my sealed eyes. My head was pounding. "argh" I mumbled; I could not lift my head from the bed. Several medical servants entered the room, checking to see if my condition was ok.

I turned my head away from them, remembering that day, cold yet ever so slightly, warm tears rolled down across my face. 

I scrunched my eyebrows together as I felt my body healing. It was a soft comforting feeling, something that reminded me that everything was going to get better.

It's just all a lie! Nothing is going to get better. I am always going to be sucked up into pain, for all my life. I hate this feeling.

I do not want to get better. Draven would never forgive me. I still can not believe we will never smile together again.

The days seemed longer, and more pitiful to me. A knock was beckoning at my door "Hello my dear" A soft voice that felt warm to heart. I slowly turned my face to see who it was, "Prince!" I exclaimed. Quite shocking that I would see him in the world of devils. 

Father must have shown him the secret entry to the realm.  Seems like he is already fond of his son­-in-law, as we are already husband and wife to be. "I never thought I would see you here, in my castle" I said softly. His little chuckles still can make my heart flutter, even in a situation like so.

"What brought you here, all the way to Deadrae?" I asked. He furrowed his brows, looking down almost solemnly, "When I heard the news of…I couldn't help myself but come visit you, even I was terribly upset by the news. Who would understand how you feel, your dear friend…" 

He spoke, with great care in his voice, yet I could sense a bit of carelessness from the undertones of his voice. "I- I really couldn't comprehend what had happened until hours later" I replied.

Even speaking about it now makes me tear up and break inside. I wonder if i'll ever forget that day. Probably never. It feels like I am playing a game of truth and dare unconsciously in my mind, with myself.