Legaxy
Anyway, back to the breaking news.
Honestly speaking, at first, I thought the declaration was just a sick joke from Dad since for almost three days — after the night I fainted, we — as a family, were so focused on planning on how to keep the neighborhood safe from the hunting season.
Seeing how big the damage would be and estimating how many lives will be at stake, the Department of Defense — together with the Department of Health of the Hue Kingdom — solidified the decision of suspending the said ball, even if it was hard on the REDless so that we could solely concentrate on protecting the community.
But with just one plea.
Yes, you heard me right...
With just one request to continue from the Mixed Council —after they have learned of my attendance at the ball, which was clearly odd — and everything we plotted on defending both people and property goes to waste.
Ridiculous?
Definitely.
Dangers are lurking everywhere, threats are currently existing, and death tolls will be at their highest when the ball continues to operate.
Yet, thy majesties still agreed to it?
Without even questioning it?
It's a foolish decision, to tell you frankly, and I am still disturbed about it up to date.
What were they thinking?
They were not only risking the lives of their people but also risking the lives of the human race that will be present at the occasion.
And why me, exactly?
This all transpired because of me... But for what reasons?
True that I am a human and a part of the said event's new attendees. Yet, among all the humans invited, why was I the only soul that got the mixed council's attention and even made them appeal for the ball to resume?
Questions.
Too many questions and I'm going mad because this was the first time, in my mixed-race life, that I had no answers to anything.
I felt so vulnerable…
Nonetheless, one thing that's keeping me sane and calm right now — and not run away from this impending catastrophe, was the idea that I'm doing this for my family.
For my brothers especially.
I know this may sound outrageous now, after all my pep talk and internal discussion, but I already accepted my fate.
It wasn't easy, that's for sure, recognizing how dangerous this situation was. However, realizing that I will be providing some kind of effort to save my clan from the verge of extinction, my family from an uncertain future, and my brothers from loneliness, then everything is all worth the risk.
THEY are worth the risk…
Not to mention, bailing out of this means I'm turning my back from my family — a sign of surrender. And I cannot have that on my conscience for the rest of my life.
Plus, I did ask for a solution once, didn't I?
“And my baby… is now… done,” Mum muttered, snapping me out of my trance.
She then turns my seat so I will be facing the mirror attached to my dresser and shortly, she sprayed some hair spray on my hair.
I took a peek and began checking myself in the mirror.
Just having that small glimpse of reflection made my overall being paused.
Is this, really… me?
My face looked so FOREIGN, so new to me. Even if the makeup was simple and natural — a little bold with the red lipstick, it still made every inch of my features pop. Especially, my silver-gray eyes which were framed by thick eyelashes and dark eyeliner.
While for my hair, it was intricately braided at the top and then tucked into a bun just below my neck. A few curls resting beside my face, making my image softer than usual.
Everything looks… elegantly beautiful.
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