King Lincoln was just a young man of 28, but he had the strength of a thousand men. His name had been written in the book of records as the youngest ruler of the Most Powerful Kingdom. His Kingdom was the envy of all the 11 Kingdoms. But One day, one of Lincoln's numerous enemies almost won over him. His attack had almost worked as he was able to hit Lincoln with an extremely poisoned arrow during a war. Lincoln didn't die at the battlefield, no. But when he was taken back to the palace, they got to see how badly injured he was. The arrow was poisoned with a rare substance and it's effect was draining the life out of Lincoln - bit by bit. Physicians tried all they could, but couldn't find a cure. His sister was worried, his three brides were paranoid as well. Everyone wanted a solution for their King because the fall of Lincoln would be the fall of the Kingdom. Finally, his sister found a solution. There was a healer - a young lady with special healing abilities who was likely to heal the King. But she was someone that was locked up and restricted from associating with outsiders by her father. Roseline was never permitted to go out for reasons best known to her father and she wondered why. Lincoln's sister was overly worried about her brother's life and figured she had to get the healer by all means to heal her brother. But would that be possible since Roseline's father particularly hated the King? And even if it was possible, there was going to be a little consequence if Roseline succeeded in healing the King. He'd become a sex addict; addicted to her alone.
view moreRoseline walked out of the bathroom and found her nanny straightening her bedsheets.
Her hands were wet and she wiped them over the back of her night dress as she walked in.
"You're done" Nanny Hapitha said as she eyed Roseline while straightening the bed.
Roseline only nodded and as soon as her nanny was done, she sat on the smoothly arranged bed.
"Here. Made you your glass of milk already" Hapitha took up the glass of white milk which she had kept in a little tray and Roseline fauxed a smile as she collected it from her and gulped half of it's content.
"Is daddy home yet?" She leaned her back against the wall and asked.
"Yes dear. He should he in his room" Hapitha replied, her hand on Roseline's thigh.
The 23 years old girl was having a saturnine expression and Hapitha didn't need anyone to tell her what was going on in that little head of hers. She's been her nanny for 21 years and had taken care of her since her mother died.
"Nanny.... would you happen to know why father prefers having me locked here?" Roseline finally let out the perturbing question in her heart.
"Do you think he hates me?"
Hapitha sighed and lowered her gaze.
"Dear, your father doesn't hate you - not at all. As a matter of fact, I think he loves you more than he did love your mother. Don't give yourself that impression, darling" she cooed.
"So, why does he keep doing this to me?" She scoffed ruefully.
"Ever since I was born, nanny, I've only seen the world twice. Just twice, nanny. And that had happened on my birthdays when I pleaded and pleaded with him.
"I can't mingle with people, I don't even know what it means to have friends, all I do is wake up in this God-damn building, eat , take lessons, and sleep. Is this the life he's planned for me, nanny? To make me grow old and die in here? Then, why didn't he just kill me from childbirth?"
"Roseline! Stop saying that, please!" Hapitha gasped.
Roseline shook her head and allowed a short silence.
"I understand how you feel, darling. But whatever it is, your father wants the best for you, okay? And I'm pretty sure you'll get your answers soon enough. Okay?" Hapitha said, but Roseline gave no response.
"Darling, okay?" She asked again and Roseline only managed a nod.
"You should get some sleep. It's pretty late already. Finish your milk".
Roseline gulped down the rest of the milk before handing the empty glass to her.
Then, she laid on the comfy bed and awaited her nanny to tuck her in as usual.
"Goodnight" she whispered to her.
"Good night, nanny" came her thin reply and Hapitha, putting out one of the lamps in the room, finally left.
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Princess Martha paced restlessly on the corridor, her long sweeping the floor, her right hand at akimbo.
Her best friend - Sally - was standing by, watching her.
"You need to calm down, Martha. Disturbing your head won't solve anything" she said.
"Oh! Please, let me worry, Sally. Let me worry" Martha snapped.
"My brother's in there at the brink of death and you're telling me not to worry? You've got to be kidding me" she scoffed and resumed her pace, walking tho and fro.
Sally clamped her mouth shut and just decided to let her be. She could understand her condition and wouldn't blame her.
Well, they weren't the only ones waiting at the corridor. There were so many others, the guards, the King's brides, some members of the cabinet.....
They were all hopefully awaiting updates on the King's health.
Shortly, they heard footsteps and turned to see it was the physician!!
Oh!! He was done
Martha wanted to be the first person to run to him, but the members of the cabinet who were closer had overtaken her.
"How was it, Lan? Was it successfully?" The King's closest advicer asked and everyone waited for the physician's response since that was the question they all wanted to ask.
The physician sighed, having a glum look on and it was obvious something was wrong. Oh! Martha could feel her heart beating heavily in her chest.
"I'm sorry but... the results are still negatively. I can't help" he replied and a wind of disappointement ran across the room.
Martha placed her hand on her chest to prevent herself from having an attack.
Oh creators! She was doomed! She was doomed! This was the 9th physician, yet there was still no solution. Her brother was going to die!
The other Kings would take over their Kingdom; they'd turn her into a slave because she's the only sister of their greatest enemy. Her life was going to become a mess.
"Come on, Lan. Isn't there something you can do? Anything at all?" Another member of the cabinet asked but the physician shook his head sorrowfully.
"Sally" Martha suddenly whispered her friend's name who was standing beside her
"Y....Yes?" she answered, her voice sounding so heavy due to the news.
Martha's hand was still over her chest and with her gaze on the floor, she muttered:
"Come with me".
The two friends walked out of the little crowd and found their way to an isolated area. Sally was already thinking of a better way to console her friend, but surprisingly, Martha didn't call her to cry or whine on her shoulders.
"I think...I might know of a solution for my brother" Martha said, looking around to be sure no one was closeby.
Sally's eyes gushed with both curiosity and confusion.
"Okay. What is it?" She asked and Martha took another beady look around.
"Last night", she began. "I was going through some history books and noticed there were a set of people called Healers".
"Healers?" Sally repeated.
"Yes. They are people with special healing abilities and able to cure even the rarest sickness on earth".
"Yeah... I've heard of them. But the healers doesn't exist anymore. The last one died 22 years ago".
"Exactly - Clarissa. Clarissa was the last healer and she's dead - yes. But before she died, she had a child and there's been no record of the child being dead as well. So, it's possible.... her daughter would have the same qualities as her mother". The princess explained.
"But Martha..." Sally scoffed. "Even if this is true, and this child exists, you know we can't use her to heal the King. You know what happens when a healer heals someone..."
"I know, but I don't think we have a choice, Sally". The princess cut in, devastated.
"What? Are you crazy?? You really want to do that to your brother?"
"I don't have a choice, Sally! He's dying!" She unconsciously yelled, unable to control her emotions.
She sighed and tried calming her nerves, slowly.
"I don't want to do this, Sally. But I don't have a choice. We need to get the healer. Please....." She winced.
Roseline was pacing restlessly in the room when Martha rushed in and told her the King was calling for her in his chambers."Huh?? Why???" She asked worriedly, her heart beating so rapidly."Come on, Rose. There's nothing to be worried about. He only wants to talk about the baby" Replied Martha as she held her hand and led her out of the room.**Roseline arrived at the King's Chambers and had a conversation with him about the baby. She explained how it happened and also made him understand that was the reason she was actually there at the palace because she'd been looking for a means to tell him about it.Lincoln also poured out his worries of seeing her with Aiken the previous night and Roseline was dumbfounded because she had no idea he'd seen then.She took out time to explain it to him as well that it was just a game and pleaded forgiveness.*In the end, Lincoln had t
The next morning, Martha had gone to the King's chambers like she said.At first, Lincoln had ordered the guards not to let her in, saying he didn't want to see anyone. But when Martha insisted, he just had to let her in."Make it quick, Martha. I have important things to do" he stated grumpily, fixing his gold beltHuh? Why was he acting grumpy? Martha thought.She suddenly felt a little nervous. Just a little."It's um...it's about Roseline, Lincoln".Lincoln paused and turned to look at her. Was she there to tell him about her lover? He thought."What about her?" He asked and it took Martha some time before she finally said the words:"She's pregnant".*Lincoln thought he heard something funny; Martha was joking.Hold on... What did she just say?? Who was pregnant?
"isn't that Roseline?" Valerie asked, pretentiously surprised.Lincoln watched quietly and couldn't say a word.Roseline? With Aiken? Why were they together in that manner? Kissing?A pain he never knew existed, struck hard at him immediately."Wow! So, they were lovers afterall? No wonder..." Valerie muttered, expecting Lincoln to ask her *no wonder what?*But he didn't.He just stared confusingly at them as they had already stopped kissing and just stared at each otherHe took his gaze away from the scene immediately and without saying a word, he turned around and started walking away.Valerie smiled mischievously to herself and went after Lincoln.As she walked beside him, she could notice it; could feel it. He'd turned extremely cold and it kind of hurt he to know he was acting
"Aiken?" Martha called in surprise.Woah! She couldn't recall the last time she actually saw him."Hi, Martha" he smiled warmly at her with a wave and tried taking a peep into the room but it was clearly impossible."How've you been, Aiken? It's been months now" Martha said, still holding the door."Yeah... that's true. I've been fine and you?""I'm good".There was a brief pause, then he asked:"Is Roseline in? I actually heard she's here and decided to drop by to say hi to her"."Oh,...Yes, she's in. Please, come in" she opened the door wider for him and he stepped in with a genial smile.Roseline who'd been listening the whole time, suddenly gasped she saw Aiken walking in."Aiken!" She beamed and stood up to go hug him."My God! I can't believe
Roseline rushed to stand in front of the window."Oh! How do I get home Martha? It's raining so heavily" she asked worriedly, looking out the window and immediately, Martha joined her."Well, if you can't go home today, you might just spend the night here. Right?" She asked with a shrug."What? You should know I can't, Martha. I lied to my father I was only taking a walk with you and he's only going to end up being so worried when I don't get home. So, sleeping here isn't an option, Martha" she explained."Urgh! Fine, then. Let's just wait and pray the rain subsides soon" she answered and walked away, leaving Roseline in dismay.*Martha suggested they waited in her room and Roseline having no choice, had to go with her.The rain was still quite heavy and considering her condition, she couldn't help but falll asleep as soon as they were
Roseline walked nervously with Martha into the palace, her heart racing faster than it should.God! As the clock ticked, so she felt so scared. Was this going to end well?The maids and guards they came across kept bowing and greeting to them, although Martha was the one answering to them since Roseline was so depressed."You'll be fine, Okay?" She whispered to Roseline along the way and all she could do was manage a smile.They got to the dining room and the long table had already been dressed with meals - appropriately."The King said he'd be busy right?" Roseline turned to Martha and asked. "What if he refuses to come?""Um... let me go check up on him. Just stay here" Martha replied and hurried off while Roseline took a seat.**Getting to the King's room, Martha couldn't help but feel nervous before knocking on it. W
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