I'm becoming the Princess?
Chapter 42

It happened three days ago before Azra disappeared. After she quarreled with Zeria, Azra went to the room at the end of the main palace which was rarely visited by servants or knights. The quiet room was a good place to calm down.

Azra was silent in the room, she sat in the corner of the room thinking about the action she had just done. The guilt on Zeria immediately haunted him, he made Zeria tremble in fear so.

Zeria's frightened face kept thinking about her, Azra wanted to apologize to Zeria, but she was afraid that Zeria would not want to see her again or even hate her. Azra kept pensively in the corner of the room, until finally someone found her and stood before her.

"Are you Azra Claes?" Ask someone from the dark. Azra was unable to see the person's face clearly due to the darkened state of the room.

"Yes, I'm Azra"

The man walked up to Azra and held her shoulder hard, until Azra felt pain in her left shoulder. From his voice and posture, it seemed like he was a grown man.

The man suddenly grabbed Azra's hair hard and forced her to stand up. "Akhh" Rintih Azra because of the pain he felt in his head.

"If you're right Azra Claes, then it's easier for me" said the man, dragging Azra by pulling her hair hard. Azra herself could not move or scream at all, apparently when the man touched her shoulder earlier, she gave him some magic.

Azra could feel some strands of her hair starting to fall out, it was very painful. "Damn, why isn't anyone here?" Thought Azra. This is the time of changing guards during the day, where in the entire area of the outskirts of the palace there will be no guards for 30 minutes. The man seemed to have completely understood about the schedule of changing guards that was very random, so there were only two possibilities. This man was an insider, or a person who had indeed been searching for information for a long time.

Azra continued to be dragged all the way to the back of the Palace. There is a place that is like a forest because of the many large trees that grow. The most suitable place to escape from within the Princess Palace.

On the remotest side of the wall, there is a hole fit for adults to enter and covered by a thorny bush that can be shifted at any time. But when they had started to enter the forest and Azra had already seen the hole, his consciousness was no longer able to survive because the magic of his paralysis began to work. And Azra fainted, even before she came out of the Palace area.

I don't know what happened when Azra fainted, but when he opened his eyes, he arrived at his former residence, the residence of Count Claes. With hands and feet firmly tied and a cloth that gagged his mouth. Azra had tried to move his body, but all in vain, his body was not willing to obey his orders at all.

Azra continued to look around, until she finally heard the sound of someone approaching. "This voice, mother?" Azra was familiar with her mother's voice, hoping that her mother would find her and help her escape.

"Well, I thought he was going to die in a few days" said his mother from behind the door of the room where he was. The big door opened and saw the figure of his mother and also his father.

His eyes sparkling with pleasure as his mother found herself, Azra was so grateful that she survived and would soon be released. However, the kind, gentle, loving mother figure that was in Azra's memory, turned out to be very wrong.

"When I always wished that you would die soon! I always thought that if you died, my life would be quieter without thinking about a troublesome child and not having an advantage like you! You better just die!" Countess Claes continued to whip Azra while occasionally stepping on her head with the heals she used.

Azra was completely inexhaustible with the treatment of her mother. Though his mother had never been rude or hurt him at all, but now he knew his mother's true face. His father Azra had always tortured him, but not his mother. Though he thinks that his mother is the place to lean, but it turns out he is very wrong.

"It turns out that in this world there is nothing I can make my place lean on, I'm alone" Azra thought as she felt her skin hot and sore from the whip.

His father and mother looked at him with a very indifferent gaze. Though their biological children were dying like this, they did not show any expression of pity at all. Even their expressions looked very satisfied. "When the despicable Princess killed her own foster mother without any pity, I sent you there in the hope that you too would be cruelly killed by her. But you're living in peace!" Count Claes kicked Azra in the face with a bang he bounced and his nose bleed.

"Since you were born, I've always wanted to kill you. I don't want to have a son at all, I want a beautiful and genius daughter. But the one who was born was even your ugly and equally useless self! But if I kill you, I will be arrested and my reputation will be destroyed. That's why I sent you to the Palace so that I wouldn't have to kill you with my own hands. But this is what you get! You're even happier! I'd better kill you in the most excruciating way!" The woman who did not know the pity of her son, suddenly dragged Azra went up the stairs and took her to the room at the end of the 2nd floor corridor, and put her in a closet.

Without being able to put up a fight, Azra could already hear the closet doors being chained up many times and given magic. "Of course, I'll definitely die here. I'm gonna die here without anyone finding my body" he thought resignedly. "But I'd rather just die. Because now, I no longer have a place to lean or back. I was alone, and again now the Princess must hate me" Azra arrived using her illusion magic so that no one could find her.

Illusion magic does not require reciting spells, and only relies on the memory of the user of the illusion magic. So everything in the illusion will be exactly like what is in the memory of the illusionist.

Stop, that's all he can do. The pain felt in his chest, as a result of being betrayed by his most trusted mother. Whether it had been a few days, and not knowing what was going on out there, Azra could only wait for the day she died. The hunger, the pain, everything he felt when confined in a closet. Because in the closet there is a gap, he can still breathe with relief.

Three days passed very long while she was in the closet. It was very agonizing, and dark. Azra finally heard someone's voice, but because her eyes did not open when she wanted to peek, she only listened to that voice.

A voice that was very familiar to him, right, it was the voice of Zeria and the others. "Mr Princess? Why is he here?" He thought, "Calm down, I just need to shut up and he'll be out of here soon. And I'm gonna die in this closet soon" he continued.

Azra kept hearing the voices of the two of them chatting, and she finally found something on her. It turns out that he was very afraid of death. "I'm scared! I'm actually really scared! I want to get out of here! I still want to serve the Princess! I beg you to find me, I'm hungry, my body hurts all, help me please!" Azra continued to shout fear in her heart. Without realizing it, he was very scared.

Azra kept trying to move her body, but it was useless. But, he could feel his fingers, he could move them. Azra clawed at the cupboard very slowly, and hoped that Zeria would hear it. "Please listen!" Hopefully.

And as it turned out, Zeria actually heard it and smashed the closet. A sense of relief immediately approached him, at least someone found him. He could feel himself gently lying on the bed, and also slowly he could open his eyes. And it turns out, the first thing he saw was Zeria's worried face sticking out her hand at him, "Let's go home, Azra" Zeria said with a painful smile on her face.

Hearing Zeria's words, made her tears unbearable and eventually fell. "Ah, it turns out that there are still people who are worried and looking for me to this corner" he thought. It felt good to know that there were people who worried about him like this, and that was the four of them, Lucas, Eric, Arin and of course Zeria.