Be My Princess

Chapter 14

---Kiara's POV---

When we finally pulled up at the palace it was night. We had travelled so far that any plan I had of running back to Rolan had long since left my mind. Infact they all left after three hours of nothing but forests and plains. My situation was hopeless; I would never get back. 

For the whole  ride the king did nothing but talk. He spoke of his other daughters, of all his conquests as well as the prosperity of the kingdom, the events that had already been planned; it was all driving me mad. I didn't care about this kingdom. Someone could have come and burnt this whole bloody place to the ground in one night and I would only cry for the people who would lose their lives or homes. This place was dead to me. Did he expect that after being away for all my life I would be able to come back and feel some kind of connection?!

"Step this way Princess." One of the coachmen said as he helped me down. I grudgingly mumbled my gratitude. 

"Now first we'll take you to see your sisters."

"Oh yes they must be so thrilled, they've been waiting so long you know." The queen added with enthusiasm. I cringed at the whole thing. I didn't want to be here yet they were treating me as if I was just as happy as they were. 

When I entered I was fairly disappointed. I figured that even though  didn't want to be there there would still be something. A flashback maybe . . .anything that would confirm that I had been here before but there was nothing. It felt as if I had never set foot in here a day in my life. It would have been a big deal to me but then I remembered the king saying that I went missing around two years old so my mind probably just had it stored somewhere. That was all I could tell myself to prevent myself from crying. This wasn't my home and I didn't want to pretend it was.

Each hallway that we went down filled me with more and more sorrow. They were cold and uninviting. Nothing in them reminded me of my past and the pictures that hung meant nothing to me. I was led to a room that I assumed was a bedroom.

"This is where you used to stay, we left it the same as the day you disappeared." The queen said gently. After hearing that I threw the door open. I had an image in my mind and I had to see if they matched. Not surprizingly they didn't. The bed was in the wrong place and turned the wrong way. I couldn't remember the wall being pink . . .I . . .didn't like curtains . . .I think . . .so I shouldn't have had any . . .All the dolls looked too scary to be anything I used to play with and the vague image of a purple stuffed dog that sat on my bed was replaced by some pink unicorn. I looked down. This couldn't have been mine. For some reason I was actually disappointed. I guess apart of me wanted to believe that  actually came from somewhere . . .

"You may not remember it because we had changed it four days before you disappeared and you didn't really like the changed very much so you slept in our room." The queen explained after taking in my expression. "We had to get rid of your stuffed dog because it got old and we thought pink would suited you better but I guess not huh?"

"Yeah . . ." I said, taking it all in. So this really was my home afterall.

"Come , you sisters are waiting for you in the royal throne room." The king said as he began walking out of the room. I followed behind, now intrigued by whatever else I could discover. There was no where in my memory that could remember me having sisters but then again there were a lot of things that I didn't remember. I wondered what they were like. Were they as shy as me or was  always the odd one out? Did we even used to get along. . .?

I was taken down a hallway and across a platform that led to a large door. It was opened and inside I saw four girls seated. Only two had hair as blond as mine and as far as I could tell I was the only one with eyes as deep in blue as mine were. I guess there was some resemblance . . .sort of . . .

"Girls, you may not remember but this is your sister-- I believe Sidonna should remember her, you were about six right."

"Yes father." The one sitting in the highest chair said.

"Kiara these are you're sisters, please reintroduce yourselves." The four stood.

"Sidonna."

"Claire."

"Elaine."

"Teresa."

I raised my hand to wave shyly when the sudden sharp voice of Dara shouting that those gestures were inappropriate popped into my mind. My hand lowered immediately, almost as if I expected to be slapped. Instead I raised both sides of my dress and curtsied. They did the same. I stood straight and waited for someone to speak because 'it is the dishonour of a princess to speak before spoken to' according to Carlisle. Though I hated to admit it they had gotten into my head and had shaped my behaviour.