Mated To The Hybrid Prince - Chapter 27: Chapter 27
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(Lily’s POV)
I froze.
For a second, I wasn’t sure I heard Aunt Lamia right.
“What… did you say?”
She smiled gently, like she was trying to soften a blow. “The King and Queen have asked that you come stay at the palace for a few weeks. They want you home.”
Home? That word burned.
I stared at her, my chest tightening. “They want me back?” I let out a bitter laugh. “Now?”
Aunt Lamia’s smile faded. “Lily—”
“It’s been years, Aunt Lamia!” I snapped, stepping back. “They didn’t want me all this while. Not when I cried every night. Not when I begged the Moon Goddess for answers. But now… now they suddenly remember I exist?”
She tried to reach for me, but I moved away.
“Don’t you think I wanted to feel loved? To be wanted by my family?” My voice shook. “They could have fought harder to take me back! They shouldn’t have let me— go.”
Aunt Lamia’s sigh was heavy. “I know it hurt, but—”
“You don’t know!” I yelled, my voice breaking. “You don’t know what it feels like to be cast aside like I never mattered. You don’t know what it’s like to see them try to visit and leave. To watch them never come back.”
A memory flashed in my mind: Mother standing outside with tears streaming down her face, Zelda beside her clutching a small box… maybe a gift. I had watched them from my window, biting my lip until it bled. I had refused to see them, because I was too angry. Too bitter.
“They wrote letters,” Aunt Lamia said quietly. “They called too, and I gave you the phone every time.”
“And I never picked up,” I whispered. “Because I didn’t want to hear sorry. Because sorry won’t change the fact that they let me go. They abandoned me when the world decided I was a threat.”
A thick silence settled between us. The kind that says everything words can’t.
Then I turned and stormed toward my room.
“I’m not going anywhere!” I shouted over my shoulder. “Tell them to leave me alone!” I slammed my bedroom door and locked it behind me.
My breaths came fast and uneven. My chest ached as I stumbled toward my bed. The second my body hit the mattress, I grabbed the pillow and clutched it to my chest. Tears poured from my eyes, soaking into the fabric as I screamed into the cotton.
Everything I’d buried for so long... every ache I shoved down, came clawing out.
Why now? Why did they want me now?
I didn’t know how long I cried. Night had fallen, and shadows stretched long across my room.
I lay curled up, my face still damp, when I heard a soft knock.
“Lily,” Aunt Lamia’s voice came through, barely above a whisper. “Please… let me in.”
I sat up slowly, wiping at my face with trembling fingers. My feet padded to the door on their own. When I opened it, Aunt Lamia stood there, tears trailing down her cheek.
Something in me cracked open again.
I threw my arms around her, and she hugged me tight. We sank to the edge of the bed together, crying softly in each other’s arms.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I didn’t mean to yell at you.”
“It’s okay, my darling,” she murmured. “I understand.”
We stayed like that for a while, until our sobs faded. Then she pulled back slightly and brushed my hair from my face.
“I need to talk to you about something else,” she said gently.
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak.
“I have to leave the kingdom for a while. It’s something I was supposed to do a long time ago, but I kept postponing it because of you.”
I blinked. “Leave? Where?”
She nodded. “The King and Queen requested I handle an assignment for the kingdom. It’s… important. And since I’ve put it off for years, I thought now was the right time.”
My stomach twisted. “Wait, is that why they want me back? So I have no choice but to go there?”
She gave me a sad smile. “No, dear. I made the choice. I thought it was time you reconnected with your family. To see them not as the people who hurt you, but as people who might be hurting too.”
I bit my lip. “But how do I stay under the same roof with Zion?” I whispered.
I hadn’t meant to say it out loud, but her eyebrows lifted slightly. “Prince Zion?”
I looked away, my pulse racing. “Nothing.”
She didn’t press further. Instead, she gave my hand a soft squeeze. “I’ll be gone for a few weeks. Just… please think about it. Not for them, but for yourself.”
I stared at the wall.
Could I really go back? Could I walk the palace halls again? Could I see them? See him?
I didn’t know.
But something inside me wanted to try.
I froze.
For a second, I wasn’t sure I heard Aunt Lamia right.
“What… did you say?”
She smiled gently, like she was trying to soften a blow. “The King and Queen have asked that you come stay at the palace for a few weeks. They want you home.”
Home? That word burned.
I stared at her, my chest tightening. “They want me back?” I let out a bitter laugh. “Now?”
Aunt Lamia’s smile faded. “Lily—”
“It’s been years, Aunt Lamia!” I snapped, stepping back. “They didn’t want me all this while. Not when I cried every night. Not when I begged the Moon Goddess for answers. But now… now they suddenly remember I exist?”
She tried to reach for me, but I moved away.
“Don’t you think I wanted to feel loved? To be wanted by my family?” My voice shook. “They could have fought harder to take me back! They shouldn’t have let me— go.”
Aunt Lamia’s sigh was heavy. “I know it hurt, but—”
“You don’t know!” I yelled, my voice breaking. “You don’t know what it feels like to be cast aside like I never mattered. You don’t know what it’s like to see them try to visit and leave. To watch them never come back.”
A memory flashed in my mind: Mother standing outside with tears streaming down her face, Zelda beside her clutching a small box… maybe a gift. I had watched them from my window, biting my lip until it bled. I had refused to see them, because I was too angry. Too bitter.
“They wrote letters,” Aunt Lamia said quietly. “They called too, and I gave you the phone every time.”
“And I never picked up,” I whispered. “Because I didn’t want to hear sorry. Because sorry won’t change the fact that they let me go. They abandoned me when the world decided I was a threat.”
A thick silence settled between us. The kind that says everything words can’t.
Then I turned and stormed toward my room.
“I’m not going anywhere!” I shouted over my shoulder. “Tell them to leave me alone!” I slammed my bedroom door and locked it behind me.
My breaths came fast and uneven. My chest ached as I stumbled toward my bed. The second my body hit the mattress, I grabbed the pillow and clutched it to my chest. Tears poured from my eyes, soaking into the fabric as I screamed into the cotton.
Everything I’d buried for so long... every ache I shoved down, came clawing out.
Why now? Why did they want me now?
I didn’t know how long I cried. Night had fallen, and shadows stretched long across my room.
I lay curled up, my face still damp, when I heard a soft knock.
“Lily,” Aunt Lamia’s voice came through, barely above a whisper. “Please… let me in.”
I sat up slowly, wiping at my face with trembling fingers. My feet padded to the door on their own. When I opened it, Aunt Lamia stood there, tears trailing down her cheek.
Something in me cracked open again.
I threw my arms around her, and she hugged me tight. We sank to the edge of the bed together, crying softly in each other’s arms.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I didn’t mean to yell at you.”
“It’s okay, my darling,” she murmured. “I understand.”
We stayed like that for a while, until our sobs faded. Then she pulled back slightly and brushed my hair from my face.
“I need to talk to you about something else,” she said gently.
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak.
“I have to leave the kingdom for a while. It’s something I was supposed to do a long time ago, but I kept postponing it because of you.”
I blinked. “Leave? Where?”
She nodded. “The King and Queen requested I handle an assignment for the kingdom. It’s… important. And since I’ve put it off for years, I thought now was the right time.”
My stomach twisted. “Wait, is that why they want me back? So I have no choice but to go there?”
She gave me a sad smile. “No, dear. I made the choice. I thought it was time you reconnected with your family. To see them not as the people who hurt you, but as people who might be hurting too.”
I bit my lip. “But how do I stay under the same roof with Zion?” I whispered.
I hadn’t meant to say it out loud, but her eyebrows lifted slightly. “Prince Zion?”
I looked away, my pulse racing. “Nothing.”
She didn’t press further. Instead, she gave my hand a soft squeeze. “I’ll be gone for a few weeks. Just… please think about it. Not for them, but for yourself.”
I stared at the wall.
Could I really go back? Could I walk the palace halls again? Could I see them? See him?
I didn’t know.
But something inside me wanted to try.
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