Nightmare Of The Cursed

ositive but Meghan felt the cringing knot inside her stomach.

She stared at Zephyr in the mirror. Her looks where nothing but pity. As much as she hated to deny the tense feeling she was having, she needed to see the smiling Zephyr back. So leaving the bad thoughts behind her, she smiled at the mirror. Her smile were genuine.

She was scared and anxious, but that didn mean she won smile for those who cared.

Turning her back, she faced Zephyr. ”If I were to tell you to follow me to Borthan, will you? ” She asked and Zephyr mouthed. ”But My lady… ”

”Answer Zephyr, would you? ” Zephyr smiled and nodded. ”It will be my pleasure, My lady. ” and Meghan lips curled up to a slow smile.

Then they were interrupted by the knock on the door. ”My lady, Your presence is needed in the room for your groom is yet to arrive. ” Ash, one of the maid servant announced, directing a smile to Meghan.

Her face turned pale. Her heart drumming harder. ”Breathe My lady. You look so white. ” She held her hand and Meghan looked at her. ”Trust me, everything will be fine. ” She reassured again.

Meghan breathed and nodded. She had to do this. She had to!

Zephyr took her hand, and escorted her halfway to the stairs, but stopped when she reached her limits.

”Am afraid you will have to go on your own now. My mission here is accomplished. ” She beemed with light nod.

Meghan let go of her hand. ”Promise me you will be here. ” She said and Zephyr nodded.

”Of course My lady. I won miss your reunion for any reason. ” She said with a smile.

Meghan nodded, her eyes settled to the crowd far from her.

”You can do this Meghan. Focus on yourself only. Head up, chest out and smile. ” She motivated herself in a whisper.

Once she reached the top of the stairs, all eyes turned to face her. This was it. Taking deep breaths, she descended the stairs elegantly, each step she took her heartbeat increased and drummed heavily that she thought she would faint.

It was as if time where punishing her and yet, the stairs remained quite a lot to descend on and she cursed herself for allowing Zephyr put on way too much powder. And to worsen it, she was on a GOD knows tiara that sticks to her face when she tried to breathe.

Finally, she got to the bottom, walked towards her father who kept smiling in such a way she wanted to pull off that dirty smile on his lips.

She tried not to spare a glance at anyone, even if she felt cold glare run down her spine, that includes Mia.

Before she had realized it, she stood at the front of her father, the emperor and the empress, then bowed. They both smiled and she walked to her seat beside her mother. She ignored the deadly stare from Mia, and kept her face on the crowd. But then she remembered her son.

Still searching at the midst of the guests, she saw no sign of him. Not even his shadow. Then she turned to face her mother and then she whispered, ”Mother..? ” she called.

The empress turned and looked at her. ”Yes dear. ”

”Where is Lucas, my son? ” Meghan asked curiously and she saw her mothers face turned sour.

”Hes not here. ” She replied.

She frowned and raised her brow. ”What do you mean my son is not here. He is suppose to be here. ” She countered, shoting her a dirty glare.

”Unfortunately, your father denies him access to attend the reunion. He alone can cause trouble so it is better not to show him to the world. ”

Her face darkened more. ”What?? ” She shrieked and felt peoples gaze on her.

”How… ” The door opened and everyone switched their attention from Meghan to the door and waited for the groom to enter.

Then, she slowly glanced at the door entrance only to see the groom enter with a mask. Hes eyes only on… Her!