(A/N) Chapter Five is here! Enjoy! ;)

I wandered through the halls of my palace, my home. Finding myself in front of the family tree wall(which was traditional and "sacred", apparently), I looked at it again. There was a marked line, leading from generation to generation as it had for centuries. In each place, there is a painted portrait with the name underneath, which is accompanied by the birth and death date. The portraits were painted yearly for ones still alive today. Behind each frame is the other paintings of the person, from ones before.

I had always wondered about a marked line that splits into two: Penelope Soulblaze Dazzlegem(my mother), but as for the other, it was a faint line from many attempts to wash it off, and the portrait was removed along with the name and dates. A sudden memory hit me.

Flashback:

My mother and I had just come from the garden, laughing. I was four then. I pointed to that very spot, and my mother's eyes followed the direction of my finger.

Once she saw what I was curious about, her soft, light, field-green eyes hardened as dark as emeralds. Still beautiful, but also cold.

"Nothing is there." Was all she said. I never dared to ask about it again...

I try to avoid it. It was pretty easy, probably because I locked the memory into a chest and flung it into the lonely, deep sea.

Now, standing before the family tree, the memory flooded back. I knew, because it was very obvious, that my mother was lying. There is someone that had existed, still living and breathing. But I can't say that because of the stupid curse I despise.

I touched my throat gingerly as a thought struck my head.

What if that person was cast off from our family because they are the one that cursed me?

   (A/N) Zzzzzzzz...I know, boring chapter. My apologies!
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