CHAPTER 58A MONTH HAD PASSED. The houses of the paupers were built and established. I have no news from the palace either. Maybe everyone has been busy because of their duties. It's funny; people didn't laugh at me in the first district. They chose me as their mayor, but they call me commander instead. Until I played it. I have been in charge of the first district, and the place they used to trample on has been settled.The first and second districts became good friends; the barriers between neighboring areas are gone. But the status is still not lost; the elite and paupers still can't live together. Maybe there is nothing I can do there, but at least the friendship between the districts will grow. There are no more poor people in the Euphrates; everyone has their own place to live, including us."Mr. Rody, how is your garden?" I shouted at the farmer."Good day, commander! The rice fields are fine; this Elmer has grown his corn!""You can visit there, Commander! Don't worry, the cor
Chapter 59I still remember a saying from Ralph Waldo Emerson: "Do not go where the path may lead; go instead where there is no path and leave a trail."A year ago, I was a hopeless and lifeless person. It was so hard for me to live. The life I had was not ordinary, and everyone saw that. Since I was young, I used to be alone. Until Marcus and Laura came, they were the only ones who made friends with me—no one else. I thought my life would be forever a mess; I can't see any path, so I don't know where I'm going. Until something happened, which led the way for me to become stronger, braver, fiercer, bolder, and more dauntless.The search happened; it turned out to be the search for the beryl and the search for me, and I left a trail. I realized that life is not about what will happen to you but what you do that will happen to you. We choose, we determine, and we live our own destiny. I was the negative yet brave girl, so my life was also negative. I was lost in an unknown place where I
Zalistaír Vandross Magnaté CaésarWe only have a few days left before the search, and my team is a whole mess. I am somehow worried because Zandrus' group is well set up while my group is in trouble. We sent the officials to the districts to get someone to help us, but they haven't arrived yet, which is why my group is still confused."Prince, we need to talk to you." Greyson suddenly entered Princess Zavannah's room, which I was in. I nodded and planted a kiss on Zavannah's forehead before leaving. There isn't a day that I don't visit her; it's been years since she fell asleep after the fall of Luciano Ferrero. I was still young then, so I don't know what really happened. There was chaos in the palace; the brave Ferrero died, and my brother never woke up again. Now we only have the stones as our hope—to wake the princess, to free the kingdom from crisis, and for me to get the throne.We have arrived at the old haunted storage room; the group is already there except for Chrysler, for
Two decades agoA bawl of anguish and misery from a lady on the verge of giving birth reverberated through the Palace's top chevalier's classical residence. The space was crammed with all kinds of goods: plants, beverages, clothing, dust-coated jewelry, anything you could find on Palace, the room had it all. Nothing, however, appears to be enough to calm the strained atmosphere. The moon was nearly full and it was nearing midday. The night was shining brighter than normal, and the sky was filled with uncountable numbers of shining dusts, making the situation look quite amazing. Despite the beautiful velocity, sweat blood topples, not just for the giving birth lady, but for everyone who appeared anxious and bothered by the strain. After three hours of waiting and a few minutes before midday, the baby is still not out."Come on, breathe. Just keep breathing, Sonya." For the nth time, the midwife commanded softly to soothe the weak lady. "Just breathe, everyone is here. You are not alone
Why do people with tons of coins waste their money without thinking there are homeless people begging in the streets to at least have some food to eat? Why do people who has actually everything tends to receive abundance while those who have nothing gets their opportunities taken?Life is so unfair.Well, probably not. Life is fair but people are not. We breathe the same air and we walk at the same surface. Life just actually depends on how you live it. If you choose to work hard and just focus on your goal, notwithstanding how hard it is you'll get it. But still life is very austere. There are hard workers who doesn't get their needs and wants that easy, while there are some who just stood up and get a bunch of viands. I don't understand anymore; is life fair, or not?The night in the Kingdom of the Eufrata is very dim, the streetlights are glooming in their yellow shade but that is not enough to brighten the lives of the people living on the streets. The roads leading to the town ce
From the dawn's break, the roads to the town center were busy once again as the elites began to invade our district ignoring the paupers at the sidewalk. The merchants were bustling heavily against the stalls to the boulevard as if they own the place totally disregarding the beggars who are barely hanging at the place. The avenues for the homeless people were now a dirty driveway as the vehicles loudly and mercilessly impinges the papers and mats that was used as mattress to sleep on by the paupers."Bargain, bargain!""I swear to the heavens, if one of my jars breaks, I will murder these little pests here!" A trader cursed as one of the jovially playing youngsters smashed his products, spreading them across the floor and almost shattering them."How dare you curse my child!" Retorted an affluent mother, turning the cuss into rumbling."You should pay for what your child did to my jars!""I don't notice any scratch on your stuff, old man!" Said the woman."These aristocrats don't care
Despite the fact that dusk had not yet fallen over the Kingdom, a smattering of lanterns strewn about the grounds were now aglow, lending a pleasant warmth to the evening atmosphere. Laura's megalopolis' asphalt jungle is nothing like our sidewalks, and the boulevards' streetlights were bright and fine, glowing in their bright white hues healthily. There were also lamps hanging from the flower poles, providing a beautiful view; it was completely brilliant, in contrast to our sidewalks, which lack any shining bulb lights and rely solely on the moon for illumination. The aromas of sweet pastries and fresh flowers lingered in the air for a long time, and soft music blended in as people of lesser social rank engaged in endless chats and laughs. The stalls were already closing up shop, and the shops and malls were winding down for the day.Will the paupers experience this kind of life as well? We're not actually that bad, there's just no opportunity for us that's why we're driven to take a
The sun had completely set, the surroundings were gloomy, and the atmosphere was really tense. Despite the fact that there was no one else in the area, it did not feel safe. It's as if, despite our solitude, someone has been keeping an eye on us. I just wanted to take a step back and go back to where I was to avoid further difficulty and to entice Laura away from my way of life. But, when I looked at Marcus and Laura, I knew I had to do something in order to survive. After all, I'm the one with the greatest requirements, and they're the ones who are assisting me. I shook my head and hurried towards the store. I dashed into the business as quickly as lightning after breaking all of the cameras; I couldn't shake my anxiousness, especially because I was unfamiliar with the location."Be careful," Laura cautioned as I approached towards the shop. I simply nodded and strolled in and out of the store with ease. The interior was massively lavish and elegant, and I couldn't have asked for any