Blythe was standing in the doorway, with a glass of water in hand after the call I had. "What are you doing standing out there?"
"Can I come in?" she queried.
"Sure, Blythe, you may come into my room whenever you want," I say. I made space for her in my bed so she could sit close to me. "Do you have any schoolwork, projects, or anything I can help you with?"
She made a shaky movement with her head. "I missed my room, our old house. What is the point of living here if our old house is still okay?"
"I-There's been a change, Blythe. The age of our home makes it unfit for living in. It's no longer secure. Mama and I have made the difficult decision to move," I'm at a loss for words with her; I realize that's a stupid excuse. I cannot say the bank has seized possession of our home.
"But our old house holds many memories of us. What if our brother comes home and we aren't there?" Blythe fretted.
"Blythe, don't worry; Samuel will be OK. Someone will assist him in coming to this place. You're too young to be concerned with such a serious issue. Her hair was a mess because of me. "Blythe, you need to focus on your schoolwork and not stress out about anything else right now, okay?"
"All right," she said, nodding. "Will Kuya Abel still drop us off at school tomorrow?"
"It depends on him," I replied. "Why, do you want Abel to drop you off the school again?"
"No, he was babbling while driving. I can't concentrate on what I'm reading," Blythe grumbled.
I burst out laughing.
She continued by saying, "Mr. Aron should not have resigned... Since your school is conveniently located near both Allerick's and mine, can you send us to school-- Oh, you don't have a license to drive, but that's okay, let's just take a cab."
The thought of disappointing Blythe by not taking her to school broke my heart. Tomorrow, one of King Lucien's chauffeurs will pick me up before sunrise. The reason I picked that time was because I didn't want them to see me go.
"Can I just drop you off at school when I get back? Meanwhile, Abel will be the one to drive you. He'll get you to school faster. You will not be late," I turned her head to look at me. "Ate won't be able to take you since we have a school... trip. But this is just for the student council. Ate Mishe and Kuya Abel are not included."
"Will it take a while till you return?"
"I'm not sure, maybe." I shrugged my shoulders.
Blythe let out an exasperated groan. "Papa has to go out of town for work, and you have to go out of town for school. Why do you always disappear on me?"
"You'll know when you go to high school or become a businessman like our papa,"
"Nah, I hate Papa'sob; it is too complicated; I want to be a musician like Mama." When she mentioned her dream, her mood changed.
"Really?" I couldn't help but hug her since I was so happy to know we had the same dream. "I, too, aspire to be a musician, like my mama, who is a talented violinist. Do you love playing the violin as well?"
"No, I enjoy cello since that is what our teacher teaches us. You should hear my teacher play; he's good, but mama's better," she bragged. "Once I know much more about the cello, I'll apply to Juilliard University. Someday, I'll be a famous cellist..."
Blythe knew what she wanted at the age of thirteen, and she didn't even think about what else she desired. Blythe instantly considered applying to Julliard. I have never thought about applying before. She, who was still in grade school, knew her dream right away.
"Will you also apply to Juilliard?"
"Hmm... I'm not sure. Going to Juilliard is not a top priority at the moment. But when it's all done, I'll try to get us both into Juilliard." Blythe continued to chat till she fell asleep in my room. "Good night, Blythe," I tucked the blanket around her, covering her completely.
I had to leave her for a moment to go to Allerick's room. Instead of sleeping, I caught him playing. "Hey, kid, it's late; you should go to bed now. If Mama finds you playing, I'm sure you'll be scolded again." I threatened.
"It's fine," his face seems gloomy.
"Are you sad?"
He gave a nod. "Don't you love me?"
So I went over and sat down next to him. "Of course I do. Why would you think I don't? I love Mama, Papa, Blythe, Kuya Samuel, and you." kissing him on the cheek.
"Can I sleep in your bed too?" When Allerick got out of bed, the sadness on his face faded and was replaced with excitement. "Please??" Here he goes again, showing his wide eyes every time he pleaded.
"Okay, fine, let's go." I took his hand in mine and led him back to bed.
I couldn't sleep since I had been watching them sleep on my bed that night. Fortunately, I have already packed my things. I won't have any trouble leaving later than dawn.
I looked at the clock on the nightstand. When it was time to go, slowly touched my lips to their forehead. "Forgive me; I'll be back soon. Please don't be upset, I'm doing this to make our lives okay again."
I tried to slip down the stairs unnoticed, carefully reaching for the door before anybody noticed.
"Good morning, Miss Gemma," Mr. Osiris walked up to me with a smile on his face. "Shall we?" After opening the door for me, the royal guard took my baggage and placed it in the trunk.
Before leaving, I took one last look at the house, the image flashing before my eyes, and I took a few deep breaths.
Dear Mama,
Please accept my apologies for leaving without even saying goodbye. I can't stand seeing you, Allerick, Blythe cry because I'm leaving, and I don't want you to stop me, Mama. Sorry for defying you; I have to do this because I want to help; I don't want us to rely on others. King's offer is our only hope, mama. Please understand... Since Papa gave his life for us, I can do it too. All of his friends had abandoned him. Nobody helped us, so when I saw King Lucien, I believed he might help us. It's difficult for me not to be with you or see you, but it's the only way to get everything back on track. I love you. Please take care of yourself, don't forget to take your medication, and don't let your depression eat you up again.
Love, Gemma
Since we left the village, I had been peering out the window, watching every building the car would pass by. This is the only way I can keep my tears from falling. The car kept moving until I saw a familiar face, someone we hadn't seen in a long time. "Kuya Samuel?" I mumbled. "Pull over!" "But, Miss Gemma..." "Please, Mr. Osiris, I will not break my agreement with the king. I-I found the one I had been seeking for a long time. Let me just talk with him." I begged. Mr. Osiris nodded. The driver slows down and pulls over to the side of the road. When the car screeched to a halt, I went to where I had seen Kuya Samuel and followed him into the coffee shop. "Welcome, sir." "Two café Americanos and one strong coffee." "Right away, sir." "Kuya Samuel!" As I called him out, my eyes welled up with tears. He hears me and turns to face me, astonished, as if he hadn't expected to see me. "Gemma?" he said, cautiously approaching me, but instead of hugging me, he chased me out of the coffe
I can't look at the prince because of the shame I've created. The prince waited for me; he was the one who waited for me, Gemma! The car eventually comes to a halt, and I breathe a sigh of relief since I've been feeling a lot of tension since the car started. As the prince and I descended, the students immediately bowed to him. "Five meters." "Huh?" I glared at him. "You should be at least 5 meters away from me." Prince Augustus stated. "Five feet?" I muttered. I began to count. "Ah, Prince Augustus?" "The first rule is to stay five meters away from me, and the second rule is not to talk to me," Prince Augustus added as he continued walking. "But..." "Prince Augustus, we're going back to the palace." Mr. Osiris said as well as the royal guards bent down. He, too, has rules, like King Lucien. "There is just one rule I expect you to obey. I know it won't happen, but I still want to warn you. Don't fall in love with him." I couldn't stop chuckling. What? Fall in love with that a
Someone clutching my shoulder stunned me, making me even more terrified. "Newbie," said the man with long hair, who appeared out of nowhere. "Are you okay?" "Y-yeah," I replied, gasping for air. "You sure?" I didn't wait for him to finish and ran away, farther and farther, until I reached the gate. I want to get out of the gate, to run away, to return home. Squeeze Mama, squeeze Allerick and tease Blythe. But I can't, even if I wanted to. "Where are you going?" the guard queried. "Umm… ah, I'm going back." I stumbled. I first took a walk around campus to be calm and not to think about what happened earlier. I arrived at the old building. I did hear a beautiful tune at the building's entrance, so I followed the sound and was led to the far end of the building, where there was a large door. I saw one guy as I peered through the entrance that was filled with numerous instruments. That's why the sound was familiar to me because he was playing the violin, and as a result of that sound
I was getting ready for the second day. At 5:00 a.m., I decided to help with the preparation of breakfast for the King and Prince. Chef Och taught me some basic meals, which I don't have to do because it's Chef Och's job to cook for the king and Prince. Every servant in the palace has a job to do, including me, the personal maid of Prince Augustus, who is a spy rather than a personal maid. Maids placed the meals on the large dining table one at a time. The king and Prince descend after they have finished preparing everything. "Good morning." King Lucien smiled. We all knelt and bowed our heads. "Gemma?" "Yes, your Majesty?" I took a step forward. "What are you doing standing there? Come sit with us and eat." I wasn't expecting the king to invite me to breakfast. Eating with the king and Prince is a great honor, but I'm not a member of their family. I'm one of their servants as well. "Y-your Majesty ..." "I'm sure you're starving by now," King Lucien said. I turned my gaze toward
The woman next to me was Raeanna Csilla Ferrel. I was lost for a moment. Is this how Abel felt after he first met Raeanna? It seemed as though her beauty was dazzling. "Hey!" She chuckled softly. "I apologize for bothering you." I looked back to see if she was referring to me. "M-me?" I wondered aloud, indicating myself. "Yes. By the way, I am Rae..." "Raeanna Csilla Ferrel." "Oh, you already know who I am," she remarked with a smile. "Yeah," I said, nodding. Who wouldn't recognize her? Raeanna is the only child of two well-known Filipino couples. Her father is one of Europe's largest private landowners, and her mother launched the Csilla jewelry line in 2010. The brand name was derived from her name, but that is not the only reason she is well-known. Raeanna had made a name for herself in the industry before Csilla became famous as a jewelry brand. Raeanna Csilla Ferrel is a top-paid model in the Philippines. Magazine companies, both domestic & global, are vying for her as a m
As I climbed the stairs, I saw Grand Silva, the oldest and longest servant of the royal family, carrying the tray of food. "Grand Silva, I'll take that." I took the tray to her. "You should have ordered another maid to take it. For whom is it? This food was not even touched." "That's for the prince, but he says he doesn't feel like eating," grand Silva sighed. "He went berserk again, throwing things around his room." "Is he always like that?" I asked. "There is never a day that he is not like that." "Okay, grand, I'll try to give it to the prince again." "Thank you, Gemma." "It's nothing grand." Instead of putting the food in the kitchen, I put it back in Prince Augustus's room. I stand near his door. The sound of wailing and suffering echoed throughout his room. I didn't knock; I sat on the side while listening to him. There was a pain in my heart that even my tears wanted to drop out of pity for him. "Prince..." a tear tickled my cheek. I didn't leave until he was calm. I sto
Everyone came to a halt all of a sudden and exited one by one. Once the king was gone, we saw the woman as the reason everyone had left. "Amiyah?" I murmured."Prince, it's been a while!" Amiyah's wicked grin crossed Prince Emmanuel's face."Oh, crap!" Prince Augustus drew me aside and took the keys to Mr. Piper. "Come on in!"I got back in the car, though I had no clue what was going on. Prince Emmanuel followed and sat in the passenger seat while Prince Augustus took the wheel, intending to drive the vehicle himself."Fuck Cynfael, hurry!" Prince Emmanuel said out aloud."SHUT UP!" Prince Augustus yelled.They were yelling at each other while I watched Amiyah knock down all the guards who tried to block her. After Amiyah knocked down all the guards, she picked up a rock. It looks like she'll throw rocks at us. "Um, P-Prince, h-hurry... It seems Amiyah is about to throw the stone she is holding in our direction," I stuttered."EMMANUEL!" Amiyah threw the rock in the backseat where I w
PLAYING MOONLIGHT SONATA I came to a halt because of a sound that seemed to pull me somewhere. I followed the sound, and it led me to the hall, in which I barely pulled back the curtain to see who made the sound and where it came from. There, I saw Prince Augustus playing the piano. I didn't realize he could also play the piano. His face matched his sad demeanor as he played. Why is it so difficult for me to read your mind? I'm curious why you're being like this, why your life appears to be sad even though you have everything. "How come you're here?" Prince Augustus abruptly stopped playing. "GET OUT!" "I-I..." The prince gets up. "How many times do I have to tell you to stop bothering me?" He grabbed my shirt and yanked me away. "Do you think I'll be nice to you simply because of what you did yesterday?" "I just want to l-listen to..." "CYNFAEL!" he stopped. "What do you think you're doing? LET HER GO!" Prince Emmanuel walked toward us. "You're now inflicting harm on a woman."