CHAPTER 31
There was one saying on everyone’s mind, that had been in that room in my courtyard.
The thirteenth young miss! How could that be!
Talon was very much surprised, unable to move due to his shock! Spending an hour to ingest this news, Talon hadn’t really heard or seen what had happened afterwards and felt like something wasn’t right!
If she was the thirteenth young miss…Then, she’s…My sister! All this time…
As Talon slowly tried to understand everything, he slowly became depressed into knowing what wasn’t right…He couldn’t believe the trouble his sister has had since birth!
He knew of what had been said a long time ago, about the thirteenth young miss being cursed and basically dismissed from the family…But…
We, to Sahara, we are the ones that had treated her terribly. She wasn’t a curse! We were!
He remembered when he had first met her…She had called him, ‘Big Brother.’ Sahara had even smiled at him!
When he had said that she should become part of his family, she made that strange noise…When…Her mother!
She had seen her mother at the formal gathering when she was being accepted into the family!
No wonder she had acted like that and walked away!
And her father…All this time, Sahara hadn’t opened up to him at all…
Shaking his head, to his memories, Talon couldn’t help a tear escape as he found himself growing distain for his very own family!
The Second Prince had already tried to find out who Sahara was, prior to being the daughter of Talon, yet hearing this, he was indeed shocked as well!
Having only glanced on information regarding the thirteenth young miss previously, the Prince was a bit upset with himself.
Knowing the basic facts about her disappearance years ago, and that a body wasn’t found, the Prince sat back in contemplation.
This la.s.s has endured for so long…No wonder…No wonder her eyes looked like that…How in the world did she survive!
What saddened the Prince more, was that she…Was gone…
While Talon was sitting there for an hour, the Prince was also. Even though both were thinking of Sahara’s last words, they both felt like something was now missing from their lives…
Most of all, Sahara’s words were on the Right Minister’s mind.
Thirteenth young miss…Was she really…My child? What have I done!? She, to cultivate to disappear…That…Girl, that I had disowned because…
He couldn’t believe that she had come to cultivate something that could make one disappear! Having such a fantastic thing fall from his hands, made him feel at a loss!
He should have looked after her more, he should have spoiled her more!
Once he searched for a book that reminded him of what it was that she did, he found it was the mediation called ‘Bending s.p.a.ce’, the Right Minister slammed his hands down on the table in rage!
How could he have lost such a good thing!
Since he couldn’t believe his misfortune, the Right Minister spent no effort into finding out what had happened to Sahara, when she had disappeared all those years ago.
In a fit of rage, to finding Sahara’s own blood brother had dragged her to the front of the estate, the Right Minister just about destroyed his son’s life. Not only did this son become a waste, in which he was unable to cultivate anymore, but he would be unable to leave the bed for quite some time, or if ever.
After the Right Minister had done this, he still felt very angry, but since some of his anger was at himself and what he had done, he let it eat at him.
It’s all my fault. She was so precious the entire time and she had been treated like this!
What made him even more sad, was that he could see that the Second Prince doted on Sahara very much, making him quite an ideal ally, but, if she wasn’t to return…
The Prince may treat me like an enemy…Just like the family of Isabella’s!