Princess Astoria of Ilimara is celebrating her eighteenth birthday with a grand ball when her world is suddenly torn apart. Join her on her tumultuous journey toward finding the truth and learning what it means to hold absolute power.
Suddenly I became aware of my condition; I had been leaning on a wall for support from the aggressive sobs that escaped my mouth. I tried to cover my mouth with my hand, but it only made it worse. I had a bad headache and felt so exhausted that I could just fall asleep standing. I heard footsteps coming down the hall. Normally I would cover up what just happened, but I couldn’t. I heard the steps coming nearer and my vision started to get blurry.
“Astoria?” I heard a voice say before the silhouette sat down next to me. I turned my head to see who it was, only to discover that it wasn’t a stranger; no, it was the so-beloved Nathaniel. What is he of all people doing here? He can’t see me being weak and vulnerable.
I quickly brushed my tears away and was just about to stand up as he pulled me back down. I couldn’t look into his eyes; it would make me sob even more.