Day 26 & 27: May 28 & 29

I'm not doing too well at the end of the month here..

Challenge: the story must involve a scroll in the beginning.

My father is King here in Trydith. Well, he believes he's my father; but it's not so. No matter how much I wish it. You see, 17 years ago—before I was born—Mother strayed from Father. It was one night, but it did enough damage. If people knew.

My biological father is Father's younger brother, Devlen. He knows, but does he treat me like his daughter? No. Mother says it's to keep up appearances; I know it's because he wishes I was male.

"Aurelia?"

I look up from the scroll I was trying to read in the library and smile at Father. Just because he didn't sire me doesn't mean I don't think of him as my father. "Yes, Father?"

He smiles at me, his citrine eyes lighting up. "I thought you had left with your mother," he says as he takes a seat in the chair beside me.

"Left with her where?" I ask. I didn't know Mother was leaving.

Father's charcoal eyebrows knit together. "She told me the two of you were heading to Etilac to see your Aunt Carlynne."

I raise an eyebrow. Since when did Aunt Carlynne live in Etilac? I only know one person—right. I try and smile even though I can't believe it was still happening. "I wanted to finish my training before Tito left."

Father beams at me, his beard stretching over his lips. "You never cease to impress me, Aurelia."

My smile becomes real. "You know I love practicing."

"Practicing, yes, but you still keep up with the theoretical aspect and that plays a big part in understanding and controlling your powers."

I nod even though I've heard this many times before.

Father claps my shoulder. "I'll leave you to it, sweetie," he says and presses a kiss to my hair. "Don't forget about dinner," he stands and makes his way out.

I watch him leave before turning back to the scroll with a sigh. Even though I've caught them plenty of times and threatened to tell Father, they still sneak off like teenagers.

I stare at the word "king" on the scroll. Watching it blur as I think about Mother and Devlen. Perhaps it's time I tell Father. he deserves to know. And maybe this would get rid of Mother for good; it's not like she acts like a proper queen or mother anyway.

I nod to the scroll. I'll tell Father at dinner.

*I didn't end up writing anything new today; I was in an editing mood. Instead I just fixed up this one, added a bit more here and there. Hope you liked it! Let's hope I can continue for the last few days here in May.*