- Fred! I exclaimed and woke up ...
Who was that boy? My twin brother? They did not tell me anything about him. And in general, I left the palace at 5 months, according to my mother. Did I have a brother?
- Oh, did you wake up? They asked next to me.
In surprise, I jumped up and prepared a defense just in case.
Before me stood a young boy, clearly younger than me.
- Who are you?
- Stop, put your hands down, then we'll talk, okay? The kid asked imploringly.
“Good,” I said, and dropped my hands, but suddenly grabbed him by the scruff of the neck, Who the hell are you.”And why ... Am I in this house?
You passed out in front of this house, and I saved you.
Well, that explains everything, I said, and let him go.
Phew, as if I met death, he said.
You have never met death, death is worse, I grinned viciously.
Okay, by the way, I drove Kill, the full name of Killer, he said with a laugh, but when he saw my angry face, he corrected himself in an instant, “just kidding, Cyril.” And you?
You don't need to know, I snapped.
I must know the name of the one I saved, he said sweetly, already disgustingly.
- Nicole Harris.
After he heard this name, he stopped breathing for a moment.
“Not ... how?” He asked.
- Well yes. By the way, you won’t tell me how long I still have to get to Queen Daphne’s palace.
“Nicole ... Is that you?” - he asked.
- What are you talking about?
“Nicole Harris died long ago, didn't she?” You arrange a rally, right? He laughed hysterically.
He acted like a nut.
Kill, you're fine. Can you tell me what happened? How are you tied to me?
- 17 years ago ... It has long been. That year it was announced that Nicole Harris was killed. Namely, my father killed.
- 17 years ago I was sent to Paula. I am alive and well.
- But dad is not! He was executed because he killed a member of the royal family!
“Stop it, it cannot be, Queen Daphne is not capable of such,” I pulled away from Kill.
“I don’t know if it’s Queen Daphne or King Stephen, but ... one of these two.”
- I do not believe, I do not believe. This is illogical. I, happy, got to this place, and here I declare this. I do not believe. A nightmare? Is this just my nightmare?
- No. Nicole, this is not a nightmare. So you have to figure out what lies beneath this. Who did this and why. You understood?!
- I will try to…
- In three days I will be in the castle, try until this time to find the answers. Clear?
- The manipulator. I’m not your dummy to follow your rules. I will find answers only for myself, so goodbye.
I barely got up from the floor and headed for the exit. The eyes began to grow cloudy again, but now it was not Kill standing in front of me, but that guy from the roof, the one with white hair. Behind him stood a unicorn and my nebula immediately disappeared.
- Unicorn! I exclaimed, like a little girl, and ran to stroke his coat.
“Flew into the palace, Princess Nicole.”
- Yes, I'm with this unicorn even to the ends of the world!
It would seem that everything is fine, but not. There was still a sediment of those emotions inside me, but this is not the end, I will find out what lies in Kill’s words and why his father was killed.
- What's your name? I asked.
“I ... Nikita, in short Keith,” he hesitated.
- Nicole and Nikita. Cool, both Nick.
- Princess, you are not Nick, you are Nicole, so do not confuse
“Interesting, but my brother Fred, alive?” You do not know?
He was surprised.
- Fred Harris is alive. He ... he is busy.
- I see, excellent! - I exclaimed, - Then we'll see my twin!
If I only knew that being in the palace would only bring pain, I would not try to get there. I swear.
If I could control my life, then I would not be here. In this clothing store...
It's warm here, but a little cold. Keith explained to me that residents love heat, but they also need cold. I'm used to the cold. Since the cold was coming from me, but now it was as if it weren’t there.
Kit, you know, before I came here, it was cold from me, you don’t know why?
- This is a frequent occurrence for those who leave the border. Moreover, you are the direct heiress of this kingdom. Queen Daphne has an older daughter. God, how ... amazing.
“Queen Daphne also has a son.” His name seems to be ...
- Fred Harris. Smart, handsome, with a sense of humor. He has all the qualities of an ideal guy. Lucky you to be his older sister.
“So how old is he?”
- fifteen.
“And is he my little brother?”
- Count it up. I tell you about this for 5 minutes.
- Well, I'm sorry, I'm busy choosing clothes. Which is better, I pointed to dark jeans and a pale pink sweater, or is this? I pointed to light jeans and a black sweater.
Here it is, Kit showed me a snow-white dress on the floor.
- Are you kidding me? Should I wear a dress in such a cold?
- You have immunity. You will not get sick. Only if there is global warming. Then you can fall ill and rest in bed with a calm soul.
“Thanks for the care, great Whale.” But why not Nick. Nikita. I thought.
- I do not like this reduction...