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Chapter 1: Caged Bird
In the grand estate, decorated with lavish riches that one can only dream of, a young lonesome woman with exceptional beauty was looking on the window with sadness.
She hates this life. A life with no freedom, a caged bird.
Lucy Heartffilia, the daughter of one of the minor lords in the land of Magnolia. She possessed everything a girl could ever wished for, beauty, riches, belongs to a regal family and a gift.
More like a curse.
A power that man coveted, an unique ability that many would want. It is also why she is cursed to be lonely and sad for eternity.
Having to be able to cure all injuries and illness with just a touch of her hand. A rare gift, many thought she was blessed by the Kami theirselves.
But truth to be told, it was a burden that was passed on her shoulders. To be able to know that you have the power to cure the illness of people, but was told not to do so.
A gift that caused her, her father. It was because of this ability that she lose her father. It was 10 years ago, since she discovered this gift.
When she was told by her father to gather some flowers for her mother to ease her pain, while they go see a healer. While walking on a trail to the garden, she found a bird injured on it's left wing, she unconsciously touched it, then suddenly a bright light came from her hand.
Once the light fades, she was shocked that the bird's injury was no more and was to fly again. Because of this discovery, she run back to the estate with all her cute small feet can carry her. 'With this, I can make mama's sickness go away.' Little Lucy thought happily, as she ran into the corridors of her home. When she reached her father and mother's room.
Virgo, her handmaiden, ushered her away before she can even enter her parents room. "Whaaa, Virgo-neesan, take me to mama!" "Im sorry, Hime-sama." Virgo apologized, looking at the crying child with sympathy. "But it was your father's orders that it was his utmost wish to be left alone with the remains of your mother." she finished with a sorrowful tone.
"B-bbut... I found a way to make mama's sickness go away!" Tears started to pour on the beautiful doe eyes of Lucy as she learnt of her mother's death.
It was the day, when things began downhill for her.
"Papa!" Lucy called to his father, who was busy working in his study. 3 days had passed, since the funeral, her father changed a lot in just a few days.
"What is it Lucy?" was his only reply, as he still continued his work without looking at his daughter.
"Papa... I'm sorry, that I was too late to save Mama." Her father looked up from his work.
"I just found out the day that Mama is gone, that I can cure Mama." Little Lucy said with tears falling on her eyes as she cried. "I-Im sorry Pa-" but before she can continue a loud booming voice stopped her.
"Y-you! How could you, if you just discovered your damn power, ahead of time, Layla will still be here with us!"
Lucy not familiar with the tone of his father was using her.
Full of fear, as her father made his way to her. She was paralyzed with fear, and blaming herself.
Why?, If only I've learned it sooner... Mama wouldn't be gone…
Hands grabbed her shoulder with a tight grip, "Show me!" Her father ordered. He then sent one of his servant in his study and command him that he injured himself with a dagger. As the servant did what was instructed by his lord.
Lucy hovered her hand on the bleeding wrist of the servant, when a bright light accumulate on her palm. Both the servant and his lord were astonished to see neither wound nor a scar on his wrist.
"Your services, are not needed anymore, you may go now." His lord motioned him to leave. As the father and daughter was left alone. "You are dismissed." Her father's tone hurt her most, full of bitterness and coldness, that she almost forget that it was her father talking to her.
As years passed by, the rumors of her possessing a gift of healing any diseases spread all over the town. People, rich or poor, started to gather and bringing their love ones stricken with illness or injuries, began to pile up in the gates of their home.
She was ready to help any people, disregarding their condition in life. Wealthy nor poor does not concern her, for it is her outmost wish to aid all those who needed her help.
But her father...
It was her father who rules.
It was her father who controlled her.
It was her father who chooses who she saved.
Her father only wanted her to heal the wealthy, powerful and influential.
She knows that her father blames her for her mother's death. And she blames herself for her father's greed.
"Good job, my daughter." Her father said as Lucy finished healing a rich noblewoman stricken with an incurable disease.
"Thank you! Heartfilia-sama, please accept this, as a token of saving my wife." The nobleman opened a chest full of gold.
Pain gripped her heart, as she saw greed in her father's eye.
"It is of no importance." Her father nonchalantly said.
Knock Knock
"Excuse me, my lord. But there are people outside, who wished to see Lucy-ojousama." The maid humbly said.
As Lucy got up, to go to the poor people who wished for her to heal their loved ones. A voice stopped her, before she can even get to the door. "You will do no such thing!" His father looming voice said to Lucy.
"Aries, send for the guards, and throw those people away from here. They certainly have no gold to pay for the services of my daughter.
"Yes, my lord." Aries said as she retreated to the room, and went to the guards to deliver her lord's wishes.
"B-but father!"
"Do not speak to me, in that tone Lucy, I'm your father and the rulers of this house, my words are law." Her father turned to the nobleman "'I'm sorry Yukimura-sama that you have to hear that."
"It is no trouble, if I had a daughter like yours, I would do the same thing."
Their conversation brought sadness and grief to Lucy.
A thing to possess...
Dull eyes watched her father talk to the nobleman, as if she were not there.
Speaking of ways how to make money of her. How sad... Her own father, selling her.
Lucy cannot continue to listen to those greedy men, excused herself.
"Good day father, Yukimura-san." She bid her goodbye as she went back to her room. While walking in the corridors, she heard a huge commotion outside, hearing pleas and anguish cries, strikes her heart.
She went outside to see what was happening, when she heard the sorrowful cries.
"Please, we beg of you! Bring Lucy-sama here, only she can cure the sickness of my daughter!"
"My brother is dying... Please let us talk to the Hime-sama!"
But the guards are deaf to the pleas and cries of the common people. Strike after strike, they continue to throw and threaten the people who are weak.
"Stop!" Lucy said as she ran to protect a child from a guard who almost hit the young boy.
People of all ages, stopped to stare at the beautiful woman in front of them, with locks that shine as gold, alabaster skin and deep brown eyes.
'An angel' they all whispered.
It was as if, an angel came down from heaven and protected the boy from the lesser evil.
Enveloping the poor young boy in her arms, she glared at the guard who was now sweating profusely.
"Lucy-sama, please refrain yourself touching a street rat, you never know where it came from." The head of the guards said as he looked at the child with disgust.
But Lucy didn't heed their words She looked at the child whose face is downcast because of the obvious distaste of the head guard. Tilting his face for her to see, tears began to form on the young boy's eyes.
"Do not listen to him, okay." Lucy said with kind eyes and proceeded to dry the tears of the boy.
"I-Im dirty, Lucy-sama..." The boy said as he shied away from her touch. Pain racked against her, as she saw the sorrowful face of the young boy, dishearten by the common looks of disgust.
It is them that are disgusting, pretending not hear the pleas and cries of the weak. She hugged the boy closer, "Do not mind them, for you are more than worthy." She said to the young boy as she caressed his hair.
The people around her, the guards and the townspeople are at awe for the compassion they just saw the young princess showed to the boy. It is not very common for people with high-standing in society to be compassionate and kind to the poor.
"Lucy-sama, please help us!" A man carrying his son in his back said, as he pushes her way to the crowd to reach for Lucy.
Guards, waking up to their stupor, reached for their swords, ready to behead anyone who poses as threat to the princess.
"No! Leave them alone." Lucy ordered, she patted the boy one last time, before standing and looking at the guards with determination.
"B-but Hime-sama, if your father knows this, he'll punish you."
"I'll face the consequences later, now leave us." Lucy said as she turned away from the guard and to the poor people.
"Now tell me, what ails you?"
The townspeople were joyous that the princess was kind-hearted and offered her help without payment.
As Lucy healed an elderly, a hand grabbed her wrist and dragged her away from the old man. "What did you think are you doing?! Guards! Throw those rats away from my home!" His father ordered looking at the people with contempt and disgust in his eyes.
"F-Father, n-noo!" Lucy cried out as she struggled to get away from her father's grasp to help the poor people who were now being hit and smack in all places.
She saw the young boy who she held awhile ago, was being punched in the face by a guard, who was obviously enjoying the pain he is inflicting on the boy.
Tears started to pool on her eyes, as she saw everyone in pain.
It is not their fault to live in poverty, how could they treat them with hostility. Looking at her father, a sense of defeat crept up to her.
"Let's go now." Her father dragged her back inside.
"Now you see, what you've done. It's your fault that those scum's blood are now tainting are gates." Blood stopped flowing in her veins, as she heard her father. "I won't punish you, for your act today. But today may be a lesson to you." Lucy could only nod as response, she thinks of the people who regarded her so much, are now lying in their own blood.
It hurts...
"And before I forget, you are now betrothed to the son of a prominent clan, the Dragneels. You have done well my daughter."
Her father patted her shoulder, clearly satisfied with the clear turn of events, and made his way to his study. Not caring how much agony her daughter is feeling, for the loss of the poor people and her freedom.
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