This takes place 9 years after the 1st chapter to explain how Christine had amnesia.
FAIR WARNING: This chapter may or may not contain graphic descriptions of violence...
No one expected it, not even the most trusted of lieutenants. On that fateful night, the spark of unhappiness against the royals was fanned into a flame that would destroy their lives forever…
Loud screams echoed the palace. There she was now, left alone, bloodied and bruised, in the vast hall. The princess tried to flee, to find her dear loved mother and siblings in the warm embrace of her father… the only thought in her head was to be safe and warm, for everything to be fine again, but sadly… it was too late…
There they were, laying on the ground… corpses were scattered all around her… the view made her heart clench as she felt herself trembling with grief and fear. Why would someone do something so cruel? Why would someone do that? What have they done to make this happen? Why couldn't it have been her? Why them? Where would she go now? She felt like suffocating in all these questions.
There was a loud gunshot and a piercing pain in her chest.
And everything went black.
Sorelli stood at the doorway of Madame Valerius' bedroom, staring blankly at her mistress and closest friend… she did not need to speak a word to know what happened…
"Madame..."
"All of them?" Madame Valerius trembled, crumpling up the letter in her hands and soaking it with her tears "All of them?"
Sorelli hurried into the room to comfort her, understanding what had happened…
"All of them are gone, Sorelli…"
This got dark real fast. I do apologize.