Chapter 84 - Celestias Point of View (1/2)

"Are you okay?" a little girl's high pitched voice asked the lady in front of her. Although adorned in stunning accessories and wearing a majestic gown, the petite lady seems to be agitated. Good thing her face is covered in light make-up, no one can notice the blood that ran out her face.

Celestia' Point of View

I broke into a sweat. My heart pounded, and my hand began to feel clammy against my bouncing knee. I began to pace back and forth, stomping my feet impatiently at each end of the room.

"Are you okay?" a young lady in blue gown asked me, her voice like squeaky and high-pitched. I know I'm not in my very best state right now, but I can't help it, my heart is pounding harder every minute Logan is not here. It's been two hours since he was gone missing and since everyone kept searching.

My feet hurt from looking at every corner in the empire, it was too vast, too wide for me to finish looking for him. I went back in hope that when I return someone will say, he's back...

People started to rest and re-apply their makeups and straighten their garments. The people noticed that the former emperor is seating as if Logan is not even missing and it calmed the people, it calmed me a little bit.

I nodded slightly and tried to smile, "I'm fine, thank you" I wanted it to be a little more energetic yet it seems like my soul drifted away this night, my mind is too preoccupied with thousands of emotions and questions.

"His Majesty will return soon" she opened a topic. Her tone seems to be reassuring me, or is it just my hallucination?

I'm tired from all the walking, from all the problems. It's only a short time of happiness. Why do I always feel like time is running out when we are together hubby?

Why does it feel like we keep chasing each other when we're not meant to do so?

I tried to keep tears from down my face, I can't...I can't give up now.

How many times have I said that I won't give up? How many more times should I fight?

"I-I hope so" I replied as my voice started to become unstable.

"He's with Astrid," the little lady beside me said as if stating a simple fact. Her teeth in braces as she talks, only now I can see clearly her features. Her blue eyes complimented her dark curly hair, she's a little bit chubby but that's what makes her beautiful.

"Why do you address Her Majesty in such a common manner?" I replied, diverting the topic.

Why would he be with Astrid?

Did he finally tell her about our plan tonight?

Our plan to announced to everyone our relationship and their divorce...

I despise myself from thinking such things, words that would only come in the mind and mouth of a mistress were thought and uttered by me.

Words of shame.

I tasted the bitterness just by thinking about it. I never wanted to become a mistress, never dreamed of it but can you blame me for fighting back?

It feels so wrong yet I can't stop myself, I can't stop myself from loving Logan Daxon Fergus, my Adam.

Who wouldn't fall for a man who looks at you as if you are the most precious thing in the world? The way his usual stagnant eyes sparkle when he sees me...only me.