2 The end of my story

There was so much love and care in both of their voices, but it was not for me, for me it was only hatred.

That thought shattered my heart. I could feel the pain in my chest that I was having trouble breathing. I could not understand why! Like a lost person I stared down at the floor. Like a show in the play, I could see my whole life flashback before my eyes, from being rebuked daily to not being introduced in public. I was the eldest daughter only by name. Even the maids felt disgusted with me. I was never treated humanely except for one, my younger sister, the apple of the eyes of the palace, Ameila. Everyone loved her and she loved me.

Her care and affection were like a warm blanket in the cold winds. Due to her, I never felt bad, no matter how I was treated. And when I was asked to marry, it was like a straw in the sea. I grabbed it tightly, hoping that it would take me away to the shore.

Not even once have I thought that this would be the reason for my demise. If she wanted to marry Jonathan, she should have told me. But now it was too late. All the memories were enough to make my tears flow. I knew better than anyone that everything was pointless.

It was all due to them, if they hated me so much, they should have let me go, but they kept me and treated me like an animal insured. No! Even animals were treated better!

"I am sorry, honey. Did i ruin your mood. I promise, I will make it up to you." he pulled her in his arms and they both kissed each other in front of me. I felt nauseated by their display of affections. I closed my eyes and looked at other side, yet her moans tormented me. I wanted to cover my ears, but i was still chained and tied. All i could do was move my face, that also with difficulty.

"You know what you need to do?" came the cold voice of Jonathan, it was completely opposite with the way he was talking to Amelia.

"Yes, we will handle her. Your highness." he nodded and then looked at Amelia who passed him a coquettish smile.

They both stauntered out of the room. I did not know whether staying here was better or following them. Who was the most dangerous out of the two!?

When they could not be seen anymore. They mercenary turned to look at me. Their eyes were looking sinister and cold sweat broke my body.

"It is time to say goodbye to your loved ones, little girl." I laughed hard at his words, making him confused. There was no one who ever loved me! The mother who had given birth to me, the man who was supposed to marry me. And the sister whom i have taken as my god! Even God betrayed me! So, was there any reason left for my living?!

I continued to laugh like maniacs why my eyes turned blurry with all the tears I was shedding. I was broken beyond repair so it was better that I kill me, or else I would kill everyone who was behind my demise.

"Bring the sword." a man moved and crouched down. I had gone crazy enough to see sympathy in the eyes of my captor. The other man brought the sword and passed it to the man who was looking at my face gravely.

This was the end. Finally I would be free from the burdensome life. I was wounded enough, shredded enough, trampled enough. And all my life went in vain. There was not a single person who would shed years over my death.

"I hope you will get a better family in your next life, little girl." he looked at my tattered wedding dress with pity. As if cold water poured over my body. I finally came back to my senses and the will to destroy those who had destroyed me started surging in my heart. My eyes burned with fury. The hatred that I have never felt before started consuming my heart.

"If.. if i ever get a chance to come back, i would make sure to burn them to ashes. I will ruin everyone who has broken me." It was not a threat, it was a promise that I made to myself before closing my eyes.

I could feel him moving towards me. 'Do I have any last wish? Yes! I wanted the misery of everyone who is behind my death!'

The sharp blade touched my neck. I felt an exciting pain that I wanted to shriek but before I could do so, it sliced my head from my body like butter and with a thud, my head rolled on the dirty ground.

My story ended right there with my death!