Tomas stared at his wife with wide eyes. Disbelief in his features as he truly saw her as if for the first time. "No, you can't be here," he shakily uttered as he looked into her gray eyes. The Maldovina King stepped back as Ava moved forward. Shaking his head he continued to back away until he hit the wall behind him.
"Tomas," the disjointed silky voice, that sounded only slightly like Ava. With a pale white hand, Ava reached out to caress the King's cheek.
"You aren't real. You're DEAD!" he exclaimed as he shifted to his right to escape her cold touch.
With a gasp the King sat up in his bed. He feverishly looked around his private rooms, searching. The ghostly figure of his long deceased wife nowhere in sight. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he buried his face in his hands, in an effort to calm himself.
"It wasn't real," he told himself as he left his bed. He pulled on a robe and exited his chambers. His guards absent, as they usually were in the late night hours.
With a resounded sigh, the King made his way across the palace. He had not entered the East Wing of the Palace since the siege. The same siege that freed him of his cold wife and made him King. As he looked at the familiar hallway, memories filled his thoughts. Many enjoyable ones of the past, without Princess Ava.
At the approach of her forgotten quarters, Tomas hesitated in opening the door. He had never loved his wife, their marriage had been a political arrangement between their fathers. He never cared for her, she was merely a toy to keep on his arm for events. Ava was never any use to him, he enjoyed to annoy his regal wife.
She was frigid and often angered easily. Upon her passing, he had gained the freedom he had wanted since their marriage. Many of their staff had adored her but he never understood why. She was boring and plain with her brown hair and dark eyes, she resembled the does he often had hunted for sport.
Anger filled the King, she would not dictate his life anymore. Ava had been dead for eleven years. She was all but forgotten now, her name erased from all documents. When his reign came to an end, no one would remember Princess Ava, the dead wife of King Tomas.
He entered her chambers and looked around the dusty room. Everything was covered in a thick layer of dust. The room was bright from the light that filtered in through the windows, a large panel fell upon the vanity. Tomas turned to see something most unexpected.
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