Eyes

"Oh dear, the princess has such a mesmerizing eyes"

"Her royal highness‟ eyes are so ethereal. I‟m always awed by such features"

Everyday, everyone would drop one or two compliments on my eyes saying how gorgeous they are, and I‟m flattered by it.

I am Viola Slanderwoods, the princess of the kingdom.

"Your royal highness why are you here again?" The maid ran up to me panting heavily.

"Could we stay here a little longer? The palace is so suffocating at times" I begged her with my puppy eyes. Her heart softened and but she protested. "Her majesty is going to scold me" "But don‟t you think it‟s very pretty here?"

I pointed out towards the sea. We were sitting on a cliff behind the beach. Sea air swayed around playfully carrying the scent of nature, with the turquoise blue sea as the view. It was something you need to see at least once in your lifetime.

"We will go back after a few more minutes" just like her words, after a short while we got back to the palace. On my way back, people would just stare and whisper then bow when they recognize my status.

I was born with a pair of turquoise eyes just the same shade as the sea. It was seen as a „gift‟ gave by the heaven, something very miraculous to celebrate and bragged about. It‟s something I‟m grateful about to be able possessed such beautiful face, hair and voice. It was also something that pressured me to stay inside all the time for the sake of my safety.

"Eos, why was I‟m the only one born with turquoise eyes? Why didn‟t my parents have the same eyes as I do?"

She smiled and looked down at her feet before explaining. "There was a legend that spreads during the time her majesty was pregnant".

"That every night before she slept, she prayed in front of the moon wishing for an heir. Finally, the lord heard her prayer and granted her wish", "That doesn‟t explain why I had turquoise eyes" I butted in.

"Be patient your royal highness" She sighed before continuing the tale. "It was in her dream when she saw, a bouquet of pink peony flower and a crop" Then she diverted her gaze to me, "Which one did she pick?"

"A crop is suitable", "But she didn‟t, she chose the bouquet and in return she got you" she finally finished the story confusing me. "But I‟m blond..." I thought.