Chapter 8. Tales from the Old

"Let me tell you a story" The lady told Mia as she sat comfortably beside her "this is the story of a girl. Daughter of a proud father who ruled the kingdom in the West. She was more precious to her than his entire kingdom put together. He dotted her. She was the most pampered in the heavens and earth. There was nothing that she wished for that she didn't have. The tiniest and most whimsical of her whims were written down as Royal edicts. Soldiers would scout the three realms just to fulfil her cravings in the middle of the night. Even though the king had many sons, his world started and ended with his darling daughter. She was the Apple of his eyes. For the little girl, life was like a fairytale. There was nothing called sorrow or pain in her books. Little did she know that the rest of her life would have just those words written in every chapter and page of her existence. "

She paused and took a deep breath. Mia couldn't understand whether she was catching her breath or heav