It took me a while but I knew who she was- Lire. Lire and I were inseparable before the incident. She was the daughter of one of Ma's closest maids. Her dream was to only be the general commander of my father's army. I look at the crest on the back of  her uniform, she's already halfway through. Once we were far enough from the palace, she stopped, heaving for breath. I was still to shocked to speak when she looked at me with those same brown eyes. I was sure it was her.
"Your father" she said with and expression hard to read "wanted you out of there" she stopped for a while and said " it's dangerous"
Father wanted her to get me to safety. He didn't want me hurt. He remembered me.
I didn't realise when I had started to cry but the tears were unstoppable. My face was frozen and only hot liquid spewed out from my eyes.
Lire stood there with a worried expression. We were there for while when she grabbed my hands and hid behind a nearby bush urging me not to make any sounds. After two of father's soldiers went by she brought me out again.
"Why did you hide?" I asked wiping the tears with the frilly ends of my sleeves.
"He... uh doesn't want anyone to know about this" she says , but I knew better. Father did not send Lire, she came on her own. Father could care less about what happened to the child he wished to forget.
"You're lying" I said with purses lips still wanting to be proved wrong but her guilty expression did the opposite.
We walked quietly towards the last carts waiting for the citizens and got up in one of them.
Apparently they were headed towards Irlan the small kingdom quite far away from ours.
I snatched my hand away from her grip to which she snapped backwards with a perplexed look.
"I won't go with you" My head hung low. Why? I didn't know but if there was any chance , any to save Partha and gain at least love from the people of not from my own blood , i wanted to take the chance.
"What do you mean? Where will you go Cora? You have no idea what's going on!" It stung me to see someone I was so close with as a kid look so foreign. Did she always have that scar u der her eye? Did she always walk this way or braid her hair this particular way? Even the way she spoke was more potent. But i didn't have time to lose. I remembered words , distant words spoken from a memory so far away it was almost as if it wasn't mine.
"When they March onwards to destroy, that's when you shall rise to control them"
control? it had to do something with the book. The words I heard were said by someone who's voice was so similar yet distinct.
"You don't need to worry about me Lire-"
"Really? what can you do huh? you don't even know the layout of your own city? you've been cramped up in that pigsty of a room your whole life this is not the time to rebel. If the prophecy is correct then-" She stopped , widening her eyes in shock as if she'd said something she shouldn't have.
"Prophecy?"
She closed her eyes and tried to compose herself , breathing heavily.
"If you don't want to be trampled down under these giants that are slowly ambling towards Partha you need to leave with me now"
"No" the voice said.
"Why?"it was a question directed to the voice yet I had no answer. It didnt acknowledge questions only someone to follow orders.
Life pinched the top of her nose , looking distressed "Look the King already wants you dead but I'm trying to save your life Cora , you were once something I considered a friend , I can't let u die"
he wants me dead.
he wants me dead.
he wants me dead.
"If he wants me dead there must be a reason to it don't you think?" This confused her even more, it was evident from her expression.
"Who cares? don't you want to live?"
I turned back sharply and ran towards my room. It might just be the end then. If he wanted me dead there must be a reason . Moreover what kinda of prophecy were they talking about . how come Lire gets to know it but I don't? This is infuriating. If me being dead was what would solve everything then-
And then I saw it again , my mom curled up against me with the books by her side , I couldn't make out any of the names except one - The one I held in my hands that very moment.
If I die I give my father what he wants. Even after everything I want him to love me , I want his attention , dying would solve it right? If I do what he wants I'll finally be loved by him won't i?

What a truly pathetic little girl you are. It almost ludicrous how you're pining for a little bit of attention from someone who is probably unaware of  your existence at this point. the voice echoed through the walls of my skull.My head throbbed as it uttered each of those words. my arms went up to each side of my head desperately trying to ease the pain but to no avail.

if I give him what he wants I'll be loved.....finally.