Chapter 21| I'm Sorry

I laid in bed trying to figure out what I will do once I see him. I cannot avoid him forever, but what he did and what he said to me made a really big impact on my heart. It has been three days since I got out of the confines of our chambers, and three days since I last saw him. I do not know where he slept, or who is he with, but one thing was clear on my mind. I do not trust him anymore. It was already broken and note this, once you break my trust, it would be very hard to build that again.

Sitting up I decided that enough was enough. I refuse to be a coward when in the first place, he was the one to be blamed. He promised me that he would wait, but turns out it was just an empty promise, like a void shell that was swept by the ocean.

I gasped when I saw my reflection in the mirror. My eyes were red and puffy and had dark circles, my face was pale as a ghost and my hair was like a bird's nest. I looked horrible. Was this the result of crying for a man who did not deserve my respect? I thought I was better than that. I thought I was strong. If only Meredith was here, I thought.

Tears threatened to spill out of my eyes every time my mind brings flashbacks of Julian pushing Karill to the pillar, kissing her with intensity and passion, something I did not even receive from him. What made me swoon over him before was his words, that I was the only woman in his heart, that I was the first and the last. Turns out the famous saying was right. "Actions are better than words."

I still remember when I asked him what's going on between him and Karill, but he told me that it was nothing, that I did not have to worry about it. Turns out I was a Naive woman. I was ready to give my self to him, I really was. But after the incident, my eyes were opened and I saw what Julian really was. A liar, a Manipulative Bastard. The rumors were true. He really was the Sinner of Kashmir, and to think that I even defended him in front of his brothers made me want to puke.

He was not the same Julian that I came to admire. He was not my husband who I swooned over. He was just Julian, the sinner of Kashmir.

A knock sounded and I straightened my self before answering. "Come in," I said. The maids that were assigned to me went inside, wearing the same apologetic faces since two days ago. I guess they heard about the incident, and now felt sorry for me. Word does travel fast around this kingdom.

They helped me get into the bath and after that, they dressed me in a flowy yellow dress. It accentuated my curves, and I was thankful that it showed minimal cleavage. I guess they requested for the seamstress to have it made for me as they know that I would take a long time picking out dresses that left little to the imagination.

When they were putting jewelry on me, they took my hand and was about to insert a familiar ring on my finger. It was the ring that Julian gave me. I snatched my hand away causing them to look at me surprised. I faced them with a grim expression. "Throw it away,"

Their eyes widened when they heard my request. "B-But your highne-"

"Throw it away," I snapped. I did not want a reminder of Julian, especially if it was something that he gave me with a promise.

They nodded before one stepped out and volunteered to do the task. She had dark eyes with dark curly hair that was made into a neat bun. She seemed hesitant for a bit but when she saw my serious face, she wasted no time throwing it away.

My brown, silky hair was brushed in its natural waves, but then it was interrupted when another knock sounded. I did not care who it was, I only kept looking at my reflection in the mirror. My heart drummed in my chest, but then it stopped when Karilla sauntered in. I hardened my eyes, the comfort in my blue eyes gone. She deserved it.

I motioned for the maids to continue brushing my hair. I ignored her peering eyes. She had on a white dress which means purity, but the funny thing is that she had a makeout session with a married man. I scoffed.

"Aurora..." she started.

I raised my hand and the maids immediately stopped what they were doing. I only kept looking at my reflection in the mirror. "Julian is not here, and I am pretty sure that you know the way to the door."

"I-I'm not here for Julian. I want to... I want to talk to you." she fumbled with her fingers, seemingly nervous. I scoffed at her. I motioned for the maids to continue brushing my hair and when I was satisfied, I gave a nod. But I did not dismiss them tho. They stood there awkwardly, their heads hung low.

"What did you want to talk about?" I asked her gently. Walking in front of her, I stopped. My head was held high, looking down upon her. My inferior. She seemed to notice my different aura because her green eyes looked at me, slightly relieved that I didn't charge at her.

She held her gaze down. "I'm sorry."

I was expecting her to say that when she said that she wanted to talk to me. She had her head hung low, expecting me to say something rude to her but I didn't. But then I smiled. I gave her one of my charming smiles before slapping her tight in the face. The sound my slap made resonated throughout the chambers. My smile was immediately replaced by a calm expression.

The maids that were standing awkwardly at the corner gasped. "Y-Your High-"

"Shhhh." I raised my hand, indicating them to stop talking. I was not done yet. Karilla looked at me with shocked eyes, her hand rising to cup her now red cheek.

I laughed when I saw her expression. Did she really expect me to forgive her so easily and forget all about it? If so, then she was dumb.

"Was that enough? or do you want me to do it again?" I taunted. I was tempted to use my powers on her, but then I was afraid that I was too weak to control it.

A tear slid down her eye. "I know that I have insulted you in the worst way possible, and I am terribly sorry. W-We were caught in the moment and he... he kissed me first,"

Anger surged through my veins but I remained calm. I raised my brow at her. "Aren't you able to move your hands? Last time I checked, you are not a handicap, so you must have stopped him. Instead, you just kissed him back without even thinking about people you two will hurt along the way."

"I..." she was not able to answer because she knew that I was right. Instead of admitting it, she tried to deny. "I didn't-"

"Don't try to deny it, Karilla. I am not stupid, I was there. I saw how you looked at him from afar, ever since we came here. The first attention that he gives to you, you take it like how a hungered beggar takes food from the ground." My voice boomed throughout the room. Knowing that she was losing, she used her ace.

"It's not my fault that he wants to seek pleasure from other women because his own wife can't give it to him. I just happen to be the source of it." she hissed.

I can't take it anymore, I smiled again before shaking my head at her. God, she really is hopeless. "Karilla my dear, it is not also my fault that you are a crazed tramp to even think that he would give you a second glance after he got what he wanted. Have value for yourself hon, you need it."

Karilla's face turned red and she fisted her hands because deep inside she knew I was right. She sighed before turning around and walking out of the door. Before she could go out, I stopped her.

"I understand where you are coming from Karilla. I really do, but saying that you are sorry does not make up for any forgiveness. Use actions instead of words. Remember that." I smiled at her before walking away.

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