DAYS OF THE PAST

The stay in Archades had been very relaxing for Amaya, but his return to Bhujerba would not have been the same. Unaware of what had happened in his absence and the day before his sudden return, Amaya had returned the Amina with his airship.

On his return to Palazzo Amaya he was welcomed by his personal guards Noel and Sebastian, two twins of about thirty years from the original Republic of Landis. The two humas were two identical drops of water differentiated by the hair, Noel wore long hair while Sebastian shorter.

The two were very fond of Amaya, and she was equally fond of them. Noel and Sebastian were the only ones with whom Amaya got along and trusted blindly. But Amaya, coming back to the palace and seeing her two guards meet her worried, she sensed that something had happened in her absence.

The two twins told of the arrival of Judge Gabranth by Princess Ashelia and the immediate departure of the previous day of the Marquis Ondore IV.

In that exact instant, Amaya did not see us any more, she was so furious that I screamed with all the voice in her throat that that judge was going to stop as well as Ondore. The windows burst as far as the fury of power at that moment by the girl had been.

Hearing and seeing the commotion caused by Amaya, the rest of the palace guards rushed from Amaya herself, fearing something unpleasant had happened.

- Your Grace has happened something that you must immediately know! - asked his two guards in unison telling them what had happened.

- THE JUDGE HAD TO BE STOPPED! Again, Amaya roared in anger.

Very few were the people who had seen her in that altered state, she did not look more human, the color of her skin had become blue and her hair was white. Hardly Amaya could keep her anger so as not to destroy everything.

Sebastian, one of his guards, tries to calm her down and make her think, but she does not seem to feel right.

-Your Grace, Amaya calm down, I beg you! -

- I SHOULD YOU BE CALM? I WAS OFFENSE! - The girl screamed harder, Sebastian and Noel knew how to take it and make it calm.

-Our Grace, Lady Amaya, you do not have to fear anything, if you want we go to take it back.- she said softly and calmly Noel trying again to calm the girl, who soon immediately pay attention to the young man.

Sebastian also intervened to help his brother, with gentle manners and a calm tone of voice I try to calm the girl and make her stay calm, where to avoid a possible header from this. But he could very well see how much Amaya was different and how strong her emotions lived, she had revealed herself in an instant and her vision made anyone who saw her remain speechless.

-My lady, ... Amaya, you know well that every your desire and for us an order, so if you want we will go to Dalmasca and bring back what has been stolen.

After several pleas by the two Huma. Amaya calmed down, resuming her normal appearance, but an expression of infinite rage remained on her pretty face.

Anger that the girl knew well, inside if she just wanted to feel good, be calm but always felt conditioned by whoever was around her and by the continuous requests of others.

She who had always been the safest, but revealed within herself a great fragility and insecurity, an emptiness that had been left to her by the people she had always considered her family.

She thought she had passed this point, but she felt like a lost little girl in search of a point of reference to know who she was, and the more time passed, this fear grew inside her together with her anxieties and a thousand fears.

Now that everything seemed so quiet outside, Amaya found herself dealing with something she had never had to cope with. During the war because of this, the most important thing for her was to survive, now that it was no longer required to survive but there was only peace, had time to recover from the past, realized that she had never had the time to experience what had happened to her and the emotions she had felt due to the trauma.

She was so angry, that like a poison that corroded her inside, day by day, moment by moment, inside her, Amaya was getting more and more tired and she was running out.

She did not seem to have the excitement of living anymore, she felt tired and heavy, all that negativity corrupting her from inside and pushing her to an increasingly wild race to reach her goals.

He felt pushed to be always at attention, never to lower the guard and pay attention to everyone and everything. But inside herself she wanted to be free and carefree, she found it very difficult to let go, and she could hardly find anything that would give her satisfaction, always barricaded behind her detachment.

He wanted to shout "I hate you, you hurt me, I was hurt, I suffered ... you make me suffer" and also other words "I want to be free, I want to be vain, I want to be superficial ... I want to be without thoughts".

But his voice died weakened, inside she felt as if it were not wanted, as if she had no right to exist to have her own will.

He was afraid someone could take advantage of her if he knew what his insecurities were.

Noel and Sebastian saw Amaya cry, they had never seen her in that state, something moved inside them. We had to find a way to drive away all that rage, that dissatisfaction and frustration.

Amaya was always at the mercy of her emotions and her moods, she was so hard shrouded behind her, in the past she had never been so agitated, she was calmer, lighter. Since the war broke out, which had ended, Amaya had never taken some time for herself, to live her pains and her traumas, she had always tried not to think about it and now that she had the possibility of reuniting herself to her loved ones, she ran away.

He had always shown himself to be, the safest, cleverest, most alert, witty, most talented and talented, but when he had the chance to think of himself, he had not succeeded as before, he had difficulty.

She had grown up thinking of living a certain way, then she had seen herself married, then she had seen herself sent away, and so on ... Amaya had gone through so many roles so many identities that in the end she wondered who he was, with which eyes would be presented to the world from now on.