Flinched.

Beatrice look at the woman and caustiosly asked "Are you a mage?"

The woman look at the child who yesterday just killed three mens ruthlessly and replied "An archmage,  Cynthia Margendell"

Beatrice bowed respectfuly at the archmage who saved her life and greeted "Beatrice Anne Davesworth pleasure to meet you".

Archmage Cynthia tossed a bottle and beatrice caught it and asked "What this?"

The bottle has liquid inside and color was white and bubbles was floating above it.

"Its a healing potion, it heals you wound all over you body and it includes poison."

Cynthia replied as she turned around to beatrice and walked over to the door and said one last thing before leaving

"If you want to return to you family just tell me"

Closed.

Beatrice sat on the chair and look at the bottle.

"I still cant believe i survive..." Beatrice muttered and chugged the bottle.

The stitches on her arm and the scars on her legs and the pain inside her body was being healed one by one like a miracle.

Beatrice drop the bottle and stared on the wall but beatrice vision began to fade and tears was dripping through her face.

Drip.Drip.Hick.Hick

Beatrice cried but her cries didnt symbolize sadness it was more like she felt refreshed by just

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getting out of  the house she had lived on for 2 whole years that has given her nothing but pain.

Beatrice cried for about an hour and layed down on the bed the moment beatrice closed her eyes and her vision went black she saw her family beside her.

"Huh? Father,Mother and Brother??''

She said but she didnt hear a reply and there she realized 'Its a dream'

The dream was when she and her family was having a tea party and was having a normal conversation like a normal family despit being a royal, Beatrice love her family more than ever and would sacrifice just to put them safe.

Beatrice just watched the hallucination that was created in her mind and stayed with it for a while because it was nice but then when beatice who was sitting with her family spilled her tea cup she was holding even though she cant move just a second ago as she spilled the tea that was brown turned red and when she look at her family, they were all bloody and each heads were cut off the same as the hands that was on the table.Beatrice was frightened and she was shaking  abnormaly because of that she woke up and sweats was all over her face as well as the haggard that can be look like a killer was chasing her.

Pant.Pant.

Beatrice was caughting her breath one by one and lean on the headbord of the bed.

"What was that...." she said trembling as she was wiping the sweates on her face a knock was heard and the voice of the woman who had saved her.

"Beatrice are you awake?"

"yes, you can come"

Creak.Open.

Archmage Cynthia went inside and sat beside the bed of Beatrice.

"So can i hear you answer now?"

The archmage quickly went straight to the point but the princess expected this and so she answered with no stuttering "I will not go back to my family without justice."

Cynthia stared at the princess who just said words that was not supposed to be said by a seven year old and then she smirked and replied at the princess

"Okay princess but do you even know why they did those horrible things to you?"

"I dont and thats why i need the great archmage help"

"And why would i do that?"

As she said that i was in deep thought looking all serious and Cynthia looked at me and laughed

"Pfft—ahahha i was joking"

The archmage said and tossed papers at me i catched them and started

reading the words on it.

Flip.Flip.Flip.

Beatrice began to read one by one and my expressiom changed slowly,

Cynthia silently watched me and when the princess finished reading cynthia open her mouth to say something but unfortunately beatrice was faster

"So....this is the reason why they have kidnapped and why they torture for two whole unforgettable years."

Beatrice said in a tone of anguish and continued

"The fucking reason is that i am an illegitimate child and my actual mother is a commoner and not the queen..."

Her tone slowly changed from anger to emptyness then beatrice crampled the papers and look back at the person in front of her.

The archmage look at the crampling paper and then flinched at what she saw from the princess face.

Grin.

The princess smiled but it was not beautiful nor calm the princess look scary and her smile was mischievous.

" princes—" "Dont call me that shit" cynthia was cut off by beatrice but cynthia understood and changed her words "Beatrice what are you going to do? Now that you know the reason.Do you still want to go back to your 'family' , Although i think you have doubted your family from the beginning right?"

Cynthia said as she looked at beatrice with a glare.

Beatrice stared at the archmage with no sense of emotion coming from her face the same as her heart.

Beatrice was actually not listening to the archmage but was thinking something else.