Happiness?? What's that??

My pocket money has been put on hold, and I refused to take any of George's generous offers. I know the reasons behind his fake love, it's all for my Mom. Poor her fell for his charms, not me.

I get to do the most boring work out in here, noting down the points that the overly enthusiastic researchers note down themselves, hence I took the camera and tried my hand at clicking several pictures.

Somehow the stories these people share with utmost fascination doesn't fancy me.

"The folklore mentions that the King was bloodthirst, he loved expanding his empire and spared no life. Unable to fight him, many surrendered their Kingdoms and none was able to stand head to head against him, except Princess Ariana. Legend says that in the world ruled by men, she is the woman of courage, brains, and beauty. The only thing the Royal King couldn't win was her heart, there were tales of how madly he wanted her, how she tamed his ways and was the only one who could stop him. However, he could never earn her love"

Lunch hour is the worst, I had to sit with all of them and have to hear whatever bullshit they speak and today is one such. I am vexed up with the various tales that surround this mysterious old palace which is almost broken.

At times I hear that the Kingdom was the most prosperous and the King who ruled here was generous.

Once while clicking pictures of what looked like a pond, one elderly researcher chirped that this pond was the place where Queen and King used to make love, as if he had witnessed it.

There were stories of how the Kingdom was very advanced as we found war machinery while digging underground, there were traces of many weapons, which made me believe that the King was some sort of Psychopath.

"No Lizy, the history mentions otherwise. The Queen bore his child and betrayal of their own people brought some distance, which made Princess Ariana, I mean the Queen lose her trust in the King and waged a war against him; which ended up in a massacre" Rupert, head of pre-historic crafts added his point.

"But I heard that…" one more started, unable to put up with any of that, I started running away.

While my college mates are goofing around, having dates, and enjoying in pubs; here I am doing this shit.

My legs throbbed at the mention of my college mates, I started missing Dany out of nowhere. It's not like I have feelings for him or so; but boy he fucked soo well.

He wanted to make us official and started forcing me to be his girlfriend, even when I was clear about the fact that we are just for benefits. Unable to put up with him, I called it the ends and now he must be roaming around with Jasmine or any other.

Phew, had I accepted his offer, I would have at least escaped this horrible place. This whole place has this security footage and once when I was about to pull out a cigar, there was an announcement alerting all of us.

Unlike my Mom, who is extremely intrigued by these forts, old ruins, and stories related to these places, I absolutely hate knowing any of this stuff.

However, it would be a lie if I say I was not intrigued by the remains of this place, the detailing on the carved walls has soo much information, and the stairs were built in such a fascinating way. Trespassers are not allowed to climb the stairs.

I somehow badly wanted to climb those stairs, as I heard those would lead to the main chambers of the King and Queen. No one went up there until now, I heard George saying there is something mysterious over there; hence he couldn't risk anyone.

The word mystery was enough for me to be intrigued, I breathed slowly, determining to climb steps the very next day.

Ditching the formals, I chose my favourite olive green tights which had cherry red stripes, pairing it with a navy blue short skirt which ended just a little above my knees, I settled for a loose tank top.

I looked like a perfect rainbow, all bright colours, just the way I like, and ditching George's Car; I pedaled my bike. I had to reach earlier than George or his team would be there.

I wanted to find out what mystery does George mentions to my mother while he fucks her. Ohh yeah, their rooms are not sound proof. Hence I can hear the groans and moans, and every time I hear her squirt I yell loud.

Fuck you Thomas.

Taking a halt at the cafeteria, I grabbed a toast. I got stipend for the past week. We get paid on weekly basis, the only good thing about this stupid so-called internship.

Walking out of the café, I stumbled upon someone I try avoiding at any cost.

"Ada…" there was surprise evident in his voice.

"What are you doing here? At this hour?" he asked checking his watch.

"Is there any rule framed that I shouldn't be here at this hour?" I asked, arching a brow.

"Ohh Ada, that was just a question which came out due to shock Baby. Ain't this your napping hours?" he mocked.

"Things change with time, just like you did Thomas" I hissed, my fists clenched.

"Ada… Baby, it's not…"

"No Thomas, no. Don't give those explanations to me. Both of you are experts at convincing and for your own pleasures you have deserted me, don't expect me to be understanding about you two. Because I refuse to do that" I screamed on his face and exit the cafeteria.

"Ada, wait. You just can't be angry with us. We too have a right to choose life and live it as we want" he added following me.

"Absolutely, but none of you had any right to bring a baby into this world and later itch her for personal reasons. Fuck you Thomas, never try to come before me; I might smack your head" screaming at my Biological father, I pedaled away.

Hot tears betrayed me, by venturing out of my eyes.