"Nulla calamitas sola"

When Prince told me what not to do, I wanted, just to show him, but I didn't. I couldn't risk someone's life just because of my rebellious thoughts. Cain was nothing but good to me. He didn't deserve to be killed. So I gave up, slamming doors the harder I could with tears in my eyes. The pain on my left hand didn't get any better.

You would expect to make two steps in your room to be easy, but no. I wasn't that happy.

Danniel waited next to the guard who became my usual follower. I carried them for two months. One day I woke up, and they were in front of my room.

I didn't ask questions. I just wanted to like Mrs Gren but also I wanted to look like a good little prisoner to the Prince.

"What happened?" He asked already moving toward my hand.

"No!" I screamed, taking step backwards.

Even guard next to me moved when I said that. I couldn't risk that. He is too good.

"What?" His forehead narrowed in confusion but didn't take step toward me

"Nothing," I said rectifying my back. I had to act cold to show him that that kiss meant nothing. But oh my. It meant so much.

That taste of his lips, sweet taste of sugar because we ate chocolate cake, his teeth in my lower lip. Everything was good, and I wanted to repeat that but now I was too scared. He can't touch me.

"Nothing," I said interrupting him.

"Just leave me alone." I wanted to open my doors, but he moved toward me.

"No!" I said again feeling tears in my eyes.

Damn that hurt.

I slammed doors in front of his face and I couldn't delete his look. His face couldn't believe I'm acting like that. I was nothing but nice to him. But this is Prince's fault. It's not my fault I have like three people who love me and they all are a man. That is not my fault.

"Olivia? Can you bring me bandages?" I said turning to my bed. He looked like a dream. Like my best friend. Place where I could forget about that. Where I could act like someone other. My dreams.

"Miss, what happened?" She said worriedly as she rushed in the room.

"Oh, nothing. Prince cut me." I said showing my arm. My voice became a shadow as another wave of pain rushed throughout me.

"That is not a cut. That need stitches. You need to go to the doctor." She was already turning to call Cain, but I stopped her.

"Stop. Don't call him."

"You need to be healed properly." She said her eyes filled with worry.

"No, I don't." Prince doesn't think that way.

"I just need some stitches, you can do that," I said pointing at her skirt.

"Me?" She said surprised. Her eyes tried to meet with mine but I avoided her look.

"Yes. You already work with the needle. It's not too different." I said with my teeth clenched.

The pain was on that edge where everything was blurry. My constantly moving hand didn't help at all.

"I don't know. I don't believe that will work." She said suspiciously.

"It will. Just take some from a bathroom. There is a box." I showed at closed doors of my bathroom. The sweat poured down my neck and every word was a pain to spit it off my mouth.

"Please, Olivia. I need you." I knew that I got her.

She felt a little too protective of me. I guessed that is because she didn't have her children so I came something closest to her.

"Okay fine." She said quietly and went to take that.

I closed my eyes. I really need to get out. But how I will get out when I agreed to tell Amelia everything about Prince. How I hate him now that couldn't be too hard.

But what happened at Delia? Did he really killed that person? How they didn't know when Prince is coming? How he came unnoticed?

There is something wrong with that. That is too many coincidences.

I opened eyes when I felt someone's hand on me and I saw that Olivia came back.

"Come one." She took off my dress. I was just in corset and panties. I took off my hula hoops and heels. I never liked that. Too much.

I sat on edge while she cleaned it with alcohol. I was used to that think. Cain did that too many times, so I stopped carrying. Sometimes when I would have a bad day, I embraced that little tingling like a sign that I can feel. That I didn't become some monster like the Prince. Some cold stone with green eyes.

"This will hurt." She said showing me the needle.

"Just finish with it." I closed my eyes and prepared for the pain.

But it didn't come.

"I will try to get closer to the edge so there are not many circles." I nodded and smiled sadly.

Soon I will be dead and something like circles on my hand would be irrelevant.

After my nod, I felt a pain in my hand.

I wanted to scream but I bite my lip. Soon I felt blood. It hurt too much. I needed something.

Just when things became blurry Olivia said.

"We are almost over." I nodded bitting inside of my cheek. I felt the blood from every part of my mouth so that became irrelevant to me. I just wanted to sleep.

"Here. We are done." I heard scissors and Olivia finished with her work.

I opened my eyes and looked at my hand. I had three stitches. Not bad. She stitched them so close to the edge that I almost didn't see them. It was almost like her details on dresses. Seamless and perfect.

"It's perfect. I knew you could do this." I smiled even everything hurt me.

"Just a bandage." She put a bandage on top of everything and I smiled.

"Here. You can rest now." She put me in bed and I smiled again.

"Thanks, Olivia this means me a lot." She touched me on my hair and kissed me on the cheek.

"Stop doing that to yourself." She said quite moving.

"Doing what?" I asked.

"Punishing yourself." She answered looking at me with her intelligent eyes. She must know everything. After all, she was with me from begging.

"I don't do that."

"Not indirect. But you do things that will make Prince angry. He punishes you. That is the second punishment. And punishing will only continue if you don't stop."

I looked at her but I said nothing. Do I really do that? Did my brain do that on purpose? Prince killed someone just because I watched those sick games. Just to prove my point. After that, I rip my stitches.

"You are a good child. No need to do that. You will find your relief."

She picked up my dress and turned.

"You get some rest. I will take care of the dress." She disappeared in a closet and soon I closed my eyes.

Was one question in my brain?

What will happen now when he found out?

****

Dreaming was always nice. I felt like I'm in some other place where no one knows me and I'm free. There weren't the Prince, Danniel, Amelia or little people like gossip maids. I was alone and I followed two people. Now they were on the run.

"Anakin, please stop." Someone said, and I turned. I was looking at beautiful women with green eyes and white hair. White from roots till ends. She wore a dark red dress and her skin, that milky skin cocoa colour was showing. She was running but still, she looked gorgeous.

"Teyla we can't. We must come to North Mountings and we will be safe. There is someone who will help us." The person on my left said, and I turned.

There was a tall man with dark hair and dark eyes. He wore the same dark red colour, but he had a sword and guns in the waistband and he looked nervous. He wanted to run away I realised and looked at women again.

"I know. You repeat that for days but I have seen no one. I think you are trying to give me some belief."

He moved so fast that I didn't realise that. He caught her for shoulder and said with a low voice.

"There is nothing I wouldn't do for you, even if that means I have to lie to you, but this is a truth. There is someone who is waiting for us. He will take care of the baby and we will stay near him so you can give birth." He smiled with a smile of pure love and I felt a sharp pain in my chest.

Even here I was no one. That I realised when I looked at them. They were a little family with a child on its way and they were ready to run from somewhere just to give a child a good life.

She put his head on his palm and smiled.

"That is nice, but I'm afraid that I can't move further. Baby is kicking." She caught for her stomach and cried.

"He is kicking," Anakin said and smiled.

"Maybe it's a girl." She said somehow and looked at him.

"Whoever it is, we must be sure it will grow protected. It can't be exposed to the public. No one need to know."

She nodded and said.

"You really think it is good to leave the kingdom in your secretary's hands?"

"I believe him. And it will be good. Baby is in the first place."

She nodded again, and they slowly moved.

After a few streets, I heard something, and I looked behind.

It was.. barking, I realised and turned again.

They heard that too.

"What is that?" Teyla said and stopped catching Anakin for the hand. He took a sword.

"Dogs. But why are they out? Hunting is two months away." Anakin narrowed his eyes and looked down.

The blade shined on less and less sun and in a short period they were surrounded with the dark.

"Come. We need to keep moving. The place is not far away." He took her for hand and run.

Barking was closer and closer but for some reason, I couldn't move. I was frozen in that place and dogs, when they come to me, just continued further. They didn't pay any attention to me.

When the last dog got out of my way, I was free to move again.

I run for them trying to say something. Trying to warn Teyla and Anakin but I couldn't. I fell on my knees.

This reminded me if my condition. I panicky touched my neck, and I felt something.

There weren't stitches, a wound was wide opened and blood dripped from it.

I felt a taste of blood in my mouth and that became so bad that I didn't want to swallow. I just didn't want to feel that taste again.

I tried to cover my wound but all I could do was to feel rough skin and blood. I tried again but nothing. It was under the control of someone else. I was useless.

I fell on my left side still trying to say something. To warn them. I didn't know why I had to do that, but that was priority number one. But I couldn't. Once again I was too weak. I didn't accept that.

I grabbed ground with my fingers and I moved for a few inches. I felt a sharp pain on my nails but that wasn't too painful comparing to the neck. It hurt.

Like tightening. In a short period, I felt like I have some anaesthesia. I felt nothing.

I grabbed ground again and again and felt my nails breaking. I had to continue moving forward. I just had to.

I closed my eyes when everything became blurry just for a second. I wanted to rest for a little, just to get some strength but I didn't come back.

I never looked at that scene again.

"Nulla calamitas sola" There is no evil that comes alone.

Sooooo what do you think? Is this creepy? What is she dreaming? Why is Prince acting like that? Is she okay?

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