“You aren’t serious. Are you?” Queen Victoria asked unbelievably. Her eyes travelled over the key Iam holding in my hands and now she knows Iam serious.
“Let’s get this over and if you don’t want me to see it. Iam fine with that,” I said, handing over the key.
“Absolutely not. I don’t know how you did it without any problem but you did it and Iam not leaving you here,” she told and we walked out of the room casually. I have no idea where she is taking me. All Iam doing is following her. We stopped in front of a brown rusted room. There’s no one around us. The darkness surrounded us when she opened the door.
“Follow me,” Victoria ordered after turning on the lights and closing the door. The room is equal to the size of two halls. But the Queen easily guided me to the right place and used the key to take an old book with dust on it.
“This is Dorothy’s Diary. I don’t think we can see her memory. It’s not safe to stay here longer than half an hour,” Victoria said, opening and flipping the pages.
“Here it is,”
Dorothy’s Diary
I feel in the sea. I know it’s my carelessness and my stupidity to prove that Iam braver than my sister. I tried to underestimate her and then I was the one who suffered. I expected my dad to save me, but he chooses Tori first. Then who am I? They should have done something to save both of them. Instead, they let me die. I died. When I opened my eyes, I expected to see my dad or mom, but all I saw is plain land which looks like drought affected it. I felt a burning sensation all over my body. I can’t able to bear it when Iam nothing but six years old girl. I screamed and shouted louder when no one was there to hear me. The sky is red, I can’t spot anyone from where Iam standing. Iam sure of one thing, Iam not in the world anymore.
“Who are you?” suddenly I heard a harsh voice. I turned to see a man with blood all over this face and his whole body was injured with bruises, scratches, peeled off skin. Instead of answering him, I screamed at him, who in turn grabbed me violently and took me somewhere. I was crying. I was crying the whole time until I reached some kind of hall in a palace. It’s not Slateville, but it gave me a shiver down my spine.
“My darling children, what brings you here?” and I heard a strong female voice in a shimmering black gown. She is stunning and terrific at the same time. I said ‘I don’t know’ innocently and a little afraid of her look. That’s when my life changed. It’s my first experience in Hell. She’s Lilith- The Queen of hell.
She had no sympathy for me. A child. And why am I in hell? I wondered, but her answer is simple. No one is innocent in this world. Everyone must have done something terrible or horrible to anyone knowingly or without knowingly. I guess Iam not that bad. But Iam not here because of silly things I did to my sister or others. Karma follows us everywhere, and this life will not be the only life I have lived. I may have lived much life before and that’s the reason I went to hell. I don’t deserve to die and, well; I didn’t. She said she can bring me back to life. Not without consequences. I came back by giving all my wonderful powers. The royal power.
Instead, I got the black power. The darkest one which not only has efforts on others, but also me. I turned much darker with each passing day after I came back to life. It’s all because of my sister. I blamed her without telling her anything about this. The power inside me made me do it. Gave me hatred. I could have fought back, but I choose it to consume me. To control me. Because I wanted to live.
Every day after Iam back to life, my hatred for everyone keeps on increasing. Now I don’t even know who am I? Did I stop with that? Nope. Why should I be forgiving my sister? She has everything I didn’t have. She’s the Queen and got a perfect husband. Everyone loved her while I don’t even have the evidence that I am royal, too. My power doesn’t stop with me. It continued with my daughter Cassie. Nobody knows how much it hurts to see my daughter turn bad, just like me. I can’t grieve for it forever. Instead, I choose to love it and I want to give something wonderful to my daughter which I never have. The throne. I know Victoria has a daughter who is going to get everything my daughter doesn’t have. I decided Cassie should be the princess.
I helped her to learn to use glamour to show herself with the crystal blue power. The evidence for royalty. Soon she will be the Queen after Victoria and Peter die. Then the whole Slateville is under me and my daughter’s control. It’s so nice to hear. But my aim got blocked by a single girl. Sapphire. My sister’s daughter. All my dreams turned into ashes in my life. At least, this wish could happen. I killed Sapphire. By poisoning her with the help of another witch. The throne belongs to my daughter in the future. No one is going to stop that. It’s decided. It’s happened. It will change the whole Slateville once Victoria’s dead.