Preview: Nethelia is brought too the drawing room and is greeted by her mother and the archduchess a.k.a the mother of the villainess, what will she do in this situation?
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{Nethelia's POV}
I sat there silently for what felt like hours, why was this happening? Was my mother no satisfied enough from the beating earlier? If you weren't satisfied why couldn't you just keep beating me?
'You could bring any torture in the world and you brought her?!' I thought angrily as I glared at the tea cups and sweets on the table, it was childish of me to do this but I couldn't do anything else, let's just hope she didn't bring her along.
"Lia dear~" my mother spoke with her annoying candy voice, I brought the teacup down from my lips and smiled up at her
"Yes mother?~" I replied, she looked annoyed by the sudden mocking of her voice but quickly put up a front and giggled
Ew.
"Her highness asked you what kind of sweet you like, so what is it?" she said in a not so sweet tone anymore but it didn't sound threatening either, I turned my head gently and looked at the archduchess who was smiling warmly at us
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, it's fine" she said Reassuringly and she was right I didn't want to tell her since I didn't have a favourite sweet, they all tasted the same to me.
I could feel the room tense up as everything was silent because I chose not to answer, my mother on the other hand was getting annoyed by the minute until she quickly pinched my arm and I let out a small squeak wich caught everyone attention.
"Oh my!" Mother said plastically, "I think my daughter has something caught up in her mouth please excuse us for a while archduchess" she spoke again while standing up and pulling my arm along side her
"It's fine, your excused" she said Worriedly but with a smile, my mother quickly grinned and pulled me outside the drawing room where I got hit in the head by a tea cup that she coincidentally brought
"You bastard of a child!" She screamed at me, I was on the floor my head bruised, luckily my bangs hid the blood the was on my head
"you can't even answer a simple question as that!?" She screamed again. This time she kicked me like I was a beggar being punished for being alive.
"How useless."
I froze, those famous words always got to me for some reason... I don't know why. My mother then threw the half broken tea cup on the ground
"tell the lady that the princess will no longer be joining us for tea time today for she had a cold, I'll be in the washroom washing my hands" she instructed the guards and servants
She took one last look at me before turning to leave, and not so surprisingly that not one single servant stayed with me or comforted me, I was alone. I felt tears in my eyes and in that moment I ran away, I really ran away.
I ran away to the far side of the mansion where no one wanted to go, where no one needed to go, a ethereal paradise for an unforgiving demon like me. Why was I born like this? Why was I useless? Why would no one stay with me? These thoughts ran my head as my pace went faster and faster until I reached my destination.
It wasnt near the estate but it wasn't that far from it either, I crumbled down on the tree behind me as I cried till the sun set and all I could think about was negative thoughts, pure fucking negative thoughts.
I cried harder and harder every minute in every hour that I took up until I felt a prscensce in front of me, I looked up and saw a girl that was about the same age as me, she was beautiful in the sunlight
Her hair was a beautiful straight platinum white, her eyes sparkled like the blue sea, and her face looked like it was carved from the finest wood. And if there was a chance to play dress up with her she would look good in any role.
I stared at her while my blonde hair was ruined, my black eyes filled with tears and my dress crumbled. In other terms I looked like a mess
Her arm was out like she was trying to Pat my head, she looked kind and warm like with a single stare you'd feel comfortable with her, like a dream.
"Are you alright?" She spoke breaking our silence, her tone was warm and comforting like you'd want to jump in her arms in a minute and cry like a child with their mother.
I wiped my tears one last time before nodding my head silently, she dusted of the hair that was stuck on my face and stared at the bruise on my head from earlier
"Is there something wrong?" I asked quietly staring at her beautiful face that was plastered with worry, she looked at me then smiled "no. Nothings wrong" she replied sweetly
In some cases I hate anything sweet especially candy voices or cakes, but for some reason I liked hers. She looked left and right before getting a large leaf, the leaf was big enough to close a wound
"This may sound rude but can you please put a tear on this leaf" she asked akwardly, I tilted my head out of confusion but agreed so since I had a tear waiting to be dropped on my eyes anyways.
A soon as the tear fell on the leaf I quickly gave the tear soaked leaf to her, instead she gently held my hands and put the leaf on my forehead where the bruise was
I couldn't process anything in the moment, it was like the world gave me a tiny of a fantasy that I've never felt before instead of reality.
After she put the leaf on my forehead she smiled warmly at me and I couldn't help but cry even more, no one has ever been sweet to me, no one has ever cared for me, no one has ever helped me, so why is she doing this for me?
She put a piece of hair behind my ear along with wiping my tears, after a while I stopped crying and she was still there by my side leaning against the tree.
I looked at the sunset then back to her who was making a flower crown out of leaves, I stared at her for a long time like she was a gem of the gods.
"What's your name?" I asked quietly, wich I think caught her attention since she smile more brightly
"Heleana, Heleana Faxington" she replied, and my world dropped back to reality in a second.
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I feel like nethelia's description of heleane is too detailed, idk just a feeling.
