'A better choice... a better ally... a better answer... '
With a jolt, two eyes opened wide but closed later due to the stinging pain at the back of her sockets.
The room was dimly lit by a few candles at the walls.The air was still and almost too quiet.
Touching her chest, she could clearly feel that her heart was beating. Apart from the stiff feeling of having laid down for so long, she felt....
Alive.
"No no no no no no no. " She muttered and dragged her body from the bed, collapsing on the floor.
Stumbling to her feet, she staggered to the small vanity that was just a little away from her bed and grabbed the mirror.
Staring back at her was a horrified wide eyed young woman, a teenager of sixteen.
"NO, NO, NOOO! " Her fear turned to rage. Swinging her hand she punched the glass, shards flying and piercing her skin.
"Why of all places should I be back here?! "
Her vision turned red and she started smashing and throwing things.
"Why must I go through this life over again? I would rather die than deal with the same mistakes over again! "
The doors opened and several knights entered, "Hold the princess. "
She ripped curtains down and was instantly blinded by the sudden light. Taking their chance, two men held her down but she sent out a shockwave of energy throwing them back.
"How dare you lay your hands on a Royal? " She muttered. They all froze. Two blood red eyes, pale skin and dark hair like the night, the legendary Lone Child of War.
"Forgive us but it was your order. " The leading knight said.
Something seemed to tick in her head, blood dripping from her nose, staining her pale skin.
"Oh! "With that she felt everything go hazy and lost her strength.
.....
" Your Holiness. " A man ran into the Hall and knelt before a man who sat on a seat next to the throne.
"Speak. " The blonde haired man said as he looked through the reports.
"The Second princess has recovered. "
...
"Oh! I guess she has not given up on life yet." A sickly looking lady, pretty blue eyes and blonde hair, seated by the window looking down at the thick snow said.
"She single handedly killed over three hundred troops as a child, do you think she'd give on life so easily?" Her counter part said and smiled.
....
"Sister."
....
"You are fine for now but we can..... "
The voice of the doctor slowly faded into the background as Circe sat deep in thought. 'Is it what I prayed for at the temple? But is it really possible to reset time? '
"The doctor said that you need plenty of rest your highness. " A familiar voice came back to her; looking up, it was Kaelen, her right hand man. The soldier who protected her till his last breath.
"Don't worry you'll be fine if you..... PRINCESS! !!" Kaelen panicked and used his handkerchief to wipe her tears.