Chapter III: The thoughts of the princess.

Slumped on her bed Kayla as usual was thinking.

The truth is, she was thinking about how to make the blacksmiths who were on strike so far happy. No matter how hard she was racking her brains, she still couldn't find it. Hence the fact that she who is known to spend her days in libraries finds herself cloistered on her bed desperately seeking a solution to a people's problem.

She felt completely helpless in the face of this problem. In fact when her mother or some members of the council asked her for advice on good kingdom governance, she felt useful, respected, important, not that she did not feel like that before but with the painful loss of her father, she had taken refuge in the arms or rather the pages of the only friends who would never abandon her: books! Only, since the blacksmith problem, she wondered if all this relentlessness on the quest for knowledge was worth it because as soon as there was a problem she did not know nor could give adequate advice or as it would say. mother not sufficiently adapted to the present situation.

Indeed all the advice she was able to give in the past was either to improve the life of the castle or to improve the life of the Kalérien people and not to stop an entire movement whose ambitions were known.

She rolled over again on her big bed, looked around the room and sighed again.

For the first time in two long years she felt horribly alone.

So much so that a lonely tear escaped her eyes to trickle down her cheek. Unfortunately this one was quickly followed by a dozen others and soon she found herself in tears with her knees bent towards her bust, sitting on her bed.

- Hey Kayla you'll never guess what I found in the garden this -... Kayla? Kayla what's wrong with you ?! What is happening ?!

Said a voice she immediately recognized as her older sister Celya.

Distraught, she quickly tried to wipe her tears in vain, only Celya had already advanced in front of her, and despite her attempts the tears were still falling. So admitting defeat, she walled off in silence. His last defense tool.

- Kayla? Kayla? What's up with you ?

-...

- Kayla please answer me.

she insisted, her voice filled with concern.

- Kayla ...

Still with her legs folded to her chest and her head lowered, Kayla dared to look up to ask her sister who not only had lost her smile and her good humor but also the glow that shone in her eyes. Instead she saw only a sad face and tears in the corners of Lya's eyes.

Shocked by what she saw in Celya's eyes. She rushed over to her sister and hugged her directly, feeling even more guilty for hurting her older sister who was usually radiant by nature.

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry, so sorry, I didn't want, I didn't want to hurt you ...

She repeated to her sister.

This touched by the words of her sister quickly wiped her face and calmed down to help the one she had come to see by hugging her very hard.

- Calm down, calm down, la, la, it's good. I am there, I am no longer sad. Celya said rocking her until she calmed down.

A few minutes and a few tears later here they are both calmed down and with dry faces. Seeing that her sister had calmed down, Celya decided to take it easy by first showing her the purpose of her visit: her adored plants.

- hey sister guess what I came across on my way to the gardens.

- How about flowers? Plant ?

- obviously, but what I meant by that is that my seeds have finally grown!

- That of the capital market? I, who thought that the conditions were not favorable for their flowering ... I see that I was still wrong.

Her voice fell at the second part of her sentence as if she was reproaching herself for having been wrong, this obviously did not escape her sister who quickly changed the subject.

- Look, they are there! Are they not magnificent?

- if if they are ....

She said, trying somehow to be enthusiastic.

Only it was hardly lost because Celya had already noticed her disinterest in front of the flowers which were held out to her. So she thought to herself that it was time to ask her what was bothering and upsetting her.

- Do not force yourself, but please if something is bothering you tell me, I am your big sister and it is my duty to protect you. You know you can tell me anything besides ... I'm here for you ...

She said with extreme gentleness.

- I do not force myself I think they are beautiful! And I have nothing it's just some memories with father that go back… nothing else.

Kayla replied in the same way with her eyes fixed on the window.

- Are you sure ? You know I'm here for you, I can help you if you need it. She insisted a little longer

- Yes I know, and I know that you are Celya, I thank you very much my sister ...

- Okay then ... Here I give you some for your apartments they will be beautiful here.

She said, handing him some flowers.

- Thank you Lya '.

- I'm happy, now I have to leave you because I have to show them to Layla before they fade.

- See you later then hi from me if you find her please.

- Of course..

She said smiling

So Celya left the room leaving Kayla thoughtful and her eyes riveted on the plants she had been given.

Kayla was thoughtful, yes thoughtful because she had just realized that in a way Celya was stronger than her and that she had unwittingly given her some precious advice. This is what had been circling in his head since his sister had returned these flowers to him.

According to her, Celya was very strong because when she told him that the conditions were not favorable for the growth of her plants or when the florist told her that her plants were not in cohesion with other plants. gardens, she never stopped believing in them and always told them that she would manage to make them grow and flower so despite the obstacles of which she was herself a part Celya never gave up and after days of hard work she had finally succeeded.

In a way, she admired him because she knew how to achieve her goals. She didn't give up at the first hurdle like she had.

Yes because now Kayla says to herself that she should never have doubted her abilities and should never have given up and should have continued to look for what her mother and her sister Layla are doing. Then taken with a surge of determination she gets up from her bed, combed her hair and headed for the second of the day to the main library of the castle.

Because yes what would she be without her best friends the books, but this time she tells herself that it is the right one and that she will find the key, the solution to her problem, the one that will allow her in some way to save her kingdom and honor of his mother.

In short, a somewhat special day in the life of Princess Kayla Jane Winter Farrell of the Four Kingdoms of Kalerya.