Cecillia’s POV
Last night of winter and the first morning of spring, was the ti of my birth. That was when a unique small bell-shaped plant grew and blood beautifully. Its pure white color gave grace to a man and a woman, a white-haired princess that shone brightly like a very pure blank paper without flaws.
However, behind all the pureness the baby had, her eyes were not able to see. She was born blind and both of them gave the na Cecillia, which ant blind.
Cecillia was my na.
I grew up alone without siblings. I only had a few little friends, a cat with thick fur, five birds that always chirped in the morning, then a few roosters that would help know the ti of day.
Every night I always prayed to anyone out there. The Sun God, The Moon Goddess, Goddess of Earth, or whoever that could hear . I wanted to see and look at the faces of my father and mother. Seeing the face of a woman who called themselves ladies-in-waiting and seeing the face of a man who called himself a castle guard.
I also really wanted to see the form of my friends. I wanted to know what the birds looked like and their colors were. My ladies-in-waiting said that my cat’s color was brown, but I didn’t know how brown color was.
I could only guess from their explanation. If red was like hot, blue was like cold, then purple was neutral. I got even more confused as the castle guards argued about the transparent color. They said that color was sothing that could see through. Then, I asked again, what was the shape of the invisibility?
And every ti I asked, they fell silent.
There was sothing else that confused . That was when my father or mother, who was called by people as king and queen, called beautiful. I didn’t know the shape of the words beautiful. They explained that beauty was similar to pleasing to the eye. Again, I’m confused. How was the shape pleasing?
They also taught to determine beauty and handsoness using my hands. From then on, I started to know everyone I passed. Almost everyone in the castle had their face touched. Most of them would say thank you in a high tone if I called them beautiful or handso, while those who were not beautiful and not handso would cry, but strangely the others laughed. I thought it was funny, so I laughed too.
"Our Princess, Cecillia is the prettiest." Those words were the words I always heard every ti I finished touching their faces.
I didn’t know if it was true or not, but I still felt grateful because they had been so kind to .
From then on, I learned to sharpen all my senses because I knew that I would never be able to see. For seventeen years, I had always studied and learned. I had a teacher myself who taught to write. I was focused on the movent and carving of the hand.
If the rotating word ford the letter o, the short vertical lines ford the letters i, and o plus i beca a after combining them together. I learned everything until I could finally write.
I lived in peace and serenity until I overheard that our royal border guard was killed. That night I cried for the first ti. That man was a guard I once called not handso. He had a son of my age who had gone to another kingdom. A few weeks ago, he said goodbye to going to the border and promised to co back because he still wanted to welco his son who had just left.
But now that man was gone. And his death was my first sad emotion.
Since then, the peacefulness that had always made our lives in bliss was slowly crumbling, and my father started to shout at anyone. I didn’t understand why. Mother just said that he didn’t like the new young king who was so greedy to take small territory under his rule. Mother said father was just tired. After all the conflict he went through finished, father would go back to being a good father figure again. That was what my mother promised, but until I wrote this, my good father never ca back again.
That was when I started to feel bored. My friends, the ladies-in-waiting, as well as the guards who used to play with since childhood slowly left the castle for various reasons.
In the midst of my boredom, I went to the forest. I just planned to play in the forest as usual. I already knew the road well. I only needed to take a few steps and turn around to touch the tree that had been marked, then if I wanted to go ho, I just needed to step in the reverse order.
But, that day, sothing was different. I heard a growl. I didn’t know what animal it was because I couldn’t tell the type of animal growl using my hearing yet. I wanted to run, but I hadn’t touched the marked tree yet. I wasn’t sure how many steps I had taken.
I didn’t know what I had stepped on. Then, I fell to the ground.
"Who is there?’
I knew it was just a useless question, but at least if it was a human, the person would answer . That was what I thought.
Suddenly, the growling sound that had been heard before stopped. Now, the sound of footsteps, like a human stomping on the ground could be heard. I groped the ground and found a pair of legs and trousers.
Thankfully, it was a human.
"Sir, can you help show the way to Birwick Castle?"
I got no response, but I knew that the man was squatting in front of . I was confused when I heard a sniffing sound until finally sothing touched my neck.
"Are you human? You can’t see?" he asked in a voice so close that it took by surprise.
As the ladies-in-waiting and the guards of the castle had taught , I had to slap anyone who touched without asking my permission. I raised my hand to slap him, but a strong hand held my hand.
"L-let go!"
The mysterious man didn’t let go of . Instead, he pulled my hand and sniffed my wrist. I struggled and scread for help. I was sure at that ti I was still in the castle forest area. I couldn’t possibly have crossed the boundary of the forbidden forest. I was very confident about it.
The man ca closer and the first thing I caught was the sll of fresh wood, like the sll of the first rain in spring.
The man brought his face even closer and what made flinch was a strange whisper and urge from within . Besides, the sll of the man’s body made feel weak.
After trying hard to break free, I heard his whisper saying the words, "Mine."
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