The Princess of Attalia
Dedicated to:
All those children who dared to hope and dream for the impossible
Prologue
"Come my sister, it is time." The prince gently commanded to his sister as he helped her out of bed.
The princess nodded and got out of the bed with the help of her brother. She than walked with her brother, the prince and the Lord Chancellor to her royal bath. As the group reached the bath, the princess stumbled and the prince caught her.
"Hurry, I can feel it closing." the prince hurriedly exclaimed, urging her along.
"I know." The princess muttered.
As soon as they reached the bath the princess lowered herself into its shallow waters with the help of the prince as the Lord Chancellor watched the hallway, standing guard.
"Are you sure about this Meluith? There is still time to change your mind." The prince asked though he knew what the answer would be.
"I must do this brother, besides this is a good switch, it makes sense. I am also completely prepared for this after years of watching and observing, nothing can go wrong. It might be the only way I can be cured." The princess answered, making herself comfortable. "Lord Chancellor, are you ready?"
"Well I don't think I have a choice, so yes, I am ready as ever." The Lord Chancellor answered with a grim expression clearly not enjoying himself. The princess smiled and waited as the Lord Chancellor walked over and closed the sliding door to the bath. The prince and the Lord Chancellor waited as the sound of sloshing water was replaced by an everlasting silence.