Chapter 113: Your Happiness
"I want you to be happy... all I want is your happiness, Cedric would have wanted you to be happy too"
My eyes trembled, does he want
to be happy too? Does he want
to marry Emperor Lawrence? Was that my fate? To lose the man I love and be married to another I have no feelings for? Was this really the fate of a Silver-haired to outlive a life decided by others, to be whisked away to marriage whenever they saw fit?
Why did goddess Yelena create such a fate for Silver-Haired, why did she want us to be subjected to decisions that weren’t ours to make, to put duties before feelings, laws before love, and partners before soulmate.
All this, my lips pressed thin. It didn’t seem like she wanted any of this. I looked at myself in the mirror, staring at my sad features. Who are you to say that Sylvia... it’s not like I knew goddess Yelena... then how? How did I know that this was never what she wanted?
Boring in my looks for a prolonged ti, for a split second there, I wasn’t looking at myself, but a woman who resembled , her silver hair straight falling to her waist, so packed in a golden pin, golden armlet on both her arms, shaped in a butterfly. The sa with her ankle chains too, her light pink dress barely covered her smooth milky skin, like a silk line fabric against her body, swirling around her with other layers. The center of her forehead had a small crescent moon tattoo, gold color.
I gasped, closing my eyes, and then opened them... it was just my reflection now, what did I just see? Was that Yelena? And why on earth does she look exactly like ? There was no difference at all. Could I be... my eyes trembled, could I be her?
"Sylvia... we are done you can co down now"
Mother’s voice snapped
out of my delusion. "Y-Yes Mother," I said with a shaky voice descending the platform, for a minute my eyes moved to the mirror once again, it was still my reflection. Was I seeing things now?
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"Mistress you still haven’t told
what’s bothering you," Mint said.
"I’m fine," I said, powdering my face. I was dressed and ready for the Ball, my empire waist gown was black because of my status now but it still had the most wonderful design, I rose to my feet, whirling to Mint.
"Just a dream... all of it is in my head"
"You’re sounding like you’re trying to convince yourself"
"Am I?" I said with a forced smile. Mint sighed, I’m sure he picked up that I was keeping sothing and he was right, I wasn’t about to share sothing I didn’t understand myself to him. I have leaned too much on him these past six months and I didn’t like it. We all had our problems to bear, constantly dragging him into mine wasn’t working, especially when all that was happening to
was a mystery.
"If you do not want to talk about it then it’s fine Mistress... But I have one thing to ask you"
"What is it?"
His orbs bored into mine. "Are you really going to marry the Emperor?"
I gulped, hard, looking away.
"You clearly do not wish to move on as it is... You-"
"I’m ready to move on," I said in a strong voice.
He frowned. "I do not believe that"
"What makes you so sure Mint... this is for my happiness, Cedric sacrificed his soul for
right? I’m sure he would have wanted
to be happy" I said sternly. "It is after all... what everyone wants from
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