"I've never felt so alone." I whimper, holding tightly on to the toughness of Alec's arm. We'd wandered around in the greenery of the forest for half an hour. Alec had tried repeatedly so assure me they were wrong about me, and that I deserved that crown more than anyone else he could think of."I want to see Erin."
At this point he has his arm around my shoulder, and is ushering me towards the kingdom that was meant to be mine by Tuesday. My train of thought was interrupted by the strong scent of pine, which alerted me to the fact we were near the coal mines to the east of the kingdom. They'd been closed for two years by now, I remember briefly playing with Erin down there. I remember getting trapped down there too. We nearly died, I didn't quite understand how it happened. I still don't.
"I don't like seeing you upset Kyra." Alec whispers, there was a saddened look about him now, like the seeping concern he'd always felt was arising ever so slowly. His calm, and cool composure was slipping with every meeting he and I had. We continued on a sand path, that trailed from the castle gardens to behind the coal mines. My parents had used it as a quick access route to check on the citizens privately. They didn't do that anymore.
"Erin runs a fruit stand now, isn't that great? Apparently it's more fun than looking after the soup kitchens." I mentally awarded Alec for changing the subject, I've never enjoyed being the centre of attention. In further terms, I've liked to be analyised. Both Alec and Erin were both very vocal, and yet still managed to keep their tongues bitten around me. I didn't feel royal around them, I felt human.
"I always thought she was a little like an orange," I chuckle, "All sweet and gooey inside, with a staining personality." Instead of letting him take control of me, like everyone else usually does, I split apart from him and run. I just let my legs take me down the winding path. I let myself shut out noises, and just listen to the birds, and the wind.
By the time I had emersed myself in reality once again, Alec had overtaken me and was standing by the creaky black gate I'd spent hours sitting on, hiding from anyone looking for me. It was a comforting place to be, but at the moment, that's not what I wanted to have. Comfort.
As soon as I get past that gate, and around the cave I'm instantly emersed in a culture I wasn't allowed to know of. This was my home, this was where I felt myself. That castle wasn't me. That castle was a cage keeping a free bird captive. I was a wild horse, I was not meant to be tamed.
"Kyrie!" I hear that, sweet, innocent and pure voice rise from the crowd and I crouch to accept the hug from the brunette with the crystal eyes. "I don't like your mummy anymore." She whispers in my ear, and I pull her to sit on my hip.
"Oh Tarley, my mother did nothing wrong." I smooth out the back of her hair and twist the hang in her fringe. "How is your mother doing sweetheart?" I move out of the heavy crowds...