CHAPTER 23 : MEMORY OF PAST
In the heart of the grand palace, a room of opulence and grandeur stood, adorned with rich tapestries and gilded furniture.
A large, four-poster bed dominated the space, its canopy draped in sumptuous fabrics.
The room was illuminated by the soft glow of a chandelier, casting a warm light over the scene.At the foot of the bed, a young boy with striking white hair and piercing red eyes lay, his form still and serene.
Beside him stood a woman, her brown hair cascading in waves down her back. She wore a maid's dress, her hands clasped together in a gesture of reverence.
The woman's eyes were fixed on the boy, her expression a mix of concern and adoration.
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After a moment of silence, she said, ", young master. Your name is Krish Ariston Cromwell."
Krish Ariston Cromwell," she repeated, her voice soft and reassuring. "You are the second prince of the Verdia Kingdom. Your father, King Victor Cromwell, is the ruler of our kingdom.
"I tried to process the information, but my head was still throbbing with pain.
"How did I end up here? What happened to me?
"Lyra hesitated for a moment before replying, "You were found unconscious in the forest, young master. The guards brought you back to the palace, and the healers have been taking care of you ever since."
"Thank you for telling me, Lyra," I said with a grateful smile.
"You're welcome, young master," she replied with a warm smile of her own. "Please rest well."
With that, she left the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
I closed my eyes and tried to make sense of everything that had happened. The darkness, the void, the pain. The memories flooded back to me, and I knew that I had to find a way to stop it from happening again.
But for now, all I could do was rest and try to recover from my injuries. I drifted off to sleep, hoping that when I woke up, I would have the strength to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
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Several days before
In the garden, a lush oasis of greenery and tranquility, a young boy stands alone, his eyes closed in concentration.
The garden is a symphony of colors and scents, with flowers of every hue blooming in profusion.
The air is filled with the gentle rustling of leaves and the chirping of birds. The boy's smile is radiant as he opens his eyes and shouts, "FINALLY!, I reached the 2nd circle!!"
The boy's face is innocent, with smooth, unblemished skin and a cherubic countenance. His radiant smile lights up the garden, bringing warmth and joy to all who see it.
His eyes, a striking shade of red, are wide and filled with wonder, reflecting the beauty of the world around him
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A soft voice broke the tranquility of the garden, calling out, "Young Master Krish, dinner is ready." It was his personal maid, a woman of gentle demeanor and unwavering loyalty.
She had been with him since he was a child, caring for him like her own son. Krish turned towards her, his smile widening at the sight of her. "Thank you, Aunty," he said warmly, using the affectionate term he had always used for her. "I'll be right there." With that, he turned and made his way towards the house, his heart full of gratitude for the people who had always been there for him.
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At the dinner table, two people were seated, enjoying their meal.
One was a stunning woman with eyes that shimmered with a golden hue, complementing her beautiful red hair. She exuded an air of elegance and grace, her every movement fluid and graceful.
The other was a young boy, his eyes filled with a mixture of admiration and nervousness as he addressed the woman. "Good afternoon, Mom," he said, his voice tinged with a hint of shyness. The woman smiled warmly at him, her eyes twinkling with affection. "Good afternoon, Krish," she replied, her voice soft and gentle. "How was your day?" Krish's nervousness melted away as he began to talk about his day, his words flowing freely as he recounted his adventures in the garden and the lessons he had learned. The woman listened attentively, her eyes never leaving his face.
Krish's voice was filled with excitement as he spoke, "Mom, you won't believe it, but I reached the 2nd circle today!" His eyes sparkled with pride and joy as he recounted the challenges he had faced and the obstacles he had overcome.
The woman's eyes widened in amazement, her heart swelling with pride for her son. "That's incredible, Krish," she said, her voice filled with admiration.
"I'm so proud of you." Krish beamed at her, his smile radiant.
"Thank you, Mom," he said, his voice filled with gratitude. "I couldn't have done it without your support." The woman reached out and took his hand in hers, her eyes shining with love. "You're welcome, Krish," she said softly. "I'll always be here for you, no matter what." Krish squeezed her hand, his heart overflowing with love for the woman who had always been there for him.
After dinner ended, my mom asked me to come to her office.
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Inside the office, I entered and saw her sitting behind her desk. "Come here, Krish," she said, gesturing towards a sofa.
I sat down, wondering what she wanted to talk about. Then, she looked into my eyes and said, "You are going to marry."
I was taken aback by her words. "Whom?" I asked, my heart racing.
"She is the second princess of the kingdom of..." My mom's voice trailed off, and
I couldn't hear the name of the kingdom. My mind was spinning with thoughts of my future and what this marriage would mean for me.
My mom's words echoed in my mind as I left her office.
"She will be here tomorrow morning," she had said, her voice filled with excitement. I couldn't help but feel a mixture of nervousness and anticipation as I thought about meeting the princess or maybe my wife.
What would she be like? Would we get along? These questions swirled in my mind as I made my way to my room. I knew that my life was about to change in ways I couldn't even imagine, and I couldn't help but wonder what the future held in store for me.
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To be continued....