Months passed and every day seemed like a never ending loophole of work and hiding.
The news about the royal family and how the marriage went extended to only small murmurs on TV. Never were they seen together unless forced into an interview. There was no information about when the next heir would be conceived or even if one would ever be expected.
However my life had been mixtures of blurry colors hidden underneath a dark cloak I wore in public. My singer career came to a halt ever since Maxon's rejection, there was no reason to support a loser.
With head down in failure, weeks passed without food or a proper shelter.
Thankfully I had taken refuge in a small bakery, owned by a humble old lady who took pity on my trembling form in the middle of a snowstorm.
She introduced herself as Eadlyn, a unique but beautiful name in my opinion. I would be forever in her debt for all the kind gestures she offered, ranging from a full stomach to a place to call home.
She lifted my spirits high and forced me to forgot the incidents during my journey in the castle. She overlooked my younger mistakes and instead watched me become a women who I used to be.
In turn for her helping hand, I worked in the kitchen everyday and prepared goods and sweets for arriving customers. I took a liking to the warm and cozy shop, lighted with warm candles and scented of cinnamon apple.
My routine continued for months on end, I had forgotten all cases of threats and memories of the Royal family. I was content with a small life in a village with a women who I could now proudly call mother.
Yet my stay halted to a stop.
On the day of February 1st, my whole world fell apart.
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This month will be busy for me, I will try to update as soon as possible.
All suggestions are welcomed but may not be directly used but instead taken inspiration from.
I'll see you guys next time -Carolyn