NOTE before reading, petit humain means little human in French according to google translate. 

His Silvery eyes sparkle with mischief as he smirks, showing his pearly whites.

Petit humain, you don't know what you ask for.

"You are much more interesting than I thought Petit humain," he says sternly, his french accent more prominent than ever.

I give him a nervous grin before returning my gaze to the green grass.

He takes a deep breath and stands; I follow suit, observing how he towers over me.

I really am small compared to him.

"What's petty tetie humus?"

He turns to face me, a glimmer of a smile on his face, before he lightly chuckles.

"I believe you're trying to say petit humain, and it means Little Human."

He turns his body halfway to me while the others face the exit before saying.

"I have work to complete. I'll come by later to your room. I'll show you the first step to being free."

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I'm back in my room, Katrina rushes to me checking and sniffing me.

"What's up with you?" I asked, confused.

"Nothing, it's just you were gone long and his highness isn't the type to carry strangers on afternoon walks."

Now that she mentions it he has been behaving strangely, first, he asks me what I want to make my life easier. Then he agrees easily without giving me much objection as usual, and to top it off he has been warming up to me slowly or I may have been getting it wrong. But as I thought about all that has been happening since I came here, it all was strange.

"Ohh...maybe it's because of the day he's had," I say.

"Right, his highness had a bad day so he walks with you, knowing his highness he has some reason, she says sarcastically.

"So, what was it about?"

"Well, I asked him to teach me to be independent, you know from my parents," I say nervously expecting her to look down at me for not being independent at nineteen years old. But instead, she held my hands and gave them a light squeeze.

"Tell me about your family."

I look at her hesitantly before sighing after. I guess if she told me about her past, I can too.

"Am. Well, my dad," I sighed as I prepared to tell her of my miserable life, which might bore her.

"He's a pastor, and he comes from a long line of bishops, pope's you name the religious leaders. So whenever I entered or go anywhere in Texas, they would know my father and automatically judge and raise their expectations about me. Unlike girls my age preparing to go to medical school, I've never had a kiss much less dated," I say looking down at my feet in shame before continuing.

"But I noticed something strange lately. My father never used to allow me to speak to any boy in my schools, but now he allows me to speak to a sister's son named Adam," I mumbled as tears threatened to fall down my cheeks.

"A few months ago I overheard my parents arguing about him arranging a marriage between me and Adam. When I turned twenty, I had to get engaged to him. Guess in a way been kidnapped was a getaway from my life and the responsibilities I have back home," I say laughing and crying before continuing.

"But the good part is Adam is handsome, but I don't love him or find him attractive or feel a spark. I don't have the courage to say no, living under my father's house caused me more damage than good. I have anxiety, I overthink everything. So I just give up the fight to break free from him," I say wiping the tears from my cheeks.

"Sebastian is just everything I wanna be...free" I said looking down at my lap. She takes my face in her hands and tilts it for me to look at her.

"You know, his highness wasn't always that bold, he had a very hard up bringing from what I heard. Come it's time for a nap."

"What do you mean he wasn't always bold?"

"It isn't my place to say, sorry," She says walking to my bed flogging my pillows and straightening the covers.

"Have some rest I have a feeling you'll be up all night."

I nodded, entered my bed and watched her go through the door. Slowly my eyes became heavy and I began to dream.

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Lying on the floor, my blood pouring out a wound at the side of my stomach, the cold indifference that bleeds. A dark-haired female with no face took a dagger and cut the palms of her hands and began to chant.

"Aum..ma...chattta...tta..tta..butamatia...ti..omo...." she chanted reach words, sending volts of electrocuting pain into my heart, the pain intensifying as she raised her voice.

The dream cut. This time I saw myself next to someone, my right hand in theirs raised as the crowd before us roared with joy. I looked at the person but as the first, they had no face, all the while these eerie shivery feelings crept into my body.

Suddenly I saw darkness. It was all happening so fast I could feel my body cold but couldn't wake myself. I then heard a female voice that was familiar, but I couldn't see who the voice belonged to. I felt as though it covered me with heaviness, yet I felt as though I was hovering. But all I heard was the voice that vibrates my being. They spoke the word as though they have experienced calamity upon calamity, been through a pain worse than the hardship of slaves. Suffered more than a child who hasn't eaten in days, placed in front of a table filled with food but unable to eat.

"Divided they are, together soon. Union of Kingdoms. An evil of two, the originator of division.But the good of two unify."

Like that, I feel my soul being pulled from the dimension of the dream and back to reality. I open my eyes and see the ceiling lights close to me. As soon as I look down, my head starts to feel dizzy and my body gets heavier. 

A/N 

Hey guys sorry for the late update this chapter was written but I had a lot of research to do in order for this chapter to be enjoyable and as promised I'm trying to make the chapters longer and enjoyable at the same time. 

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