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Kapinga POV

This was one of the best weeks of my life! So after my talk with the king, I travelled to the lower kingdom, the very next day. The area of the school was called Evet. The king was so kind as to send me a carriage to take me there. I had never been in a carriage before. There were two coachmen and three sturdy and strong horses. The carriage was very spacious and had fancy cushions. I appreciated the fact that it had curtains that could be pulled open. This allowed me to observe the different areas as we passed them. I thoroughly enjoyed watching the scenery from the carriage. If there was one thing that was certain, it was that this land was immensely blessed.

There were so many luscious green pastures all over. Majority of the people each had their own little gardens outside their homes where they grew something. I happened to spot mostly cabbage and spinach farms. These people were so connected. Apparently that was how people lived here. They would trade their possessions. So, they hardly ever worked with money. It was rather odd. But the king allowed them to live as they saw fit. Well, as long as they paid their taxes of course.

This land is considered a poor place compared to where Aunt Martha came from, but it was still beautiful. In fact, I think it is much more beautiful than the city and brick-built housing closer to the palace. The lovely hut houses added to the ascetics of the village. The doors to enter the huts however were rather small. I am not tall and yet I had to crouch to enter any of the houses. But oh my they were beautiful inside. Everything was made of wood, specifically Oak wood and Cedar. The interior designs were intricate engravings that were just plain mesmerising. Apparently each hut held a different story and the story was told by its interior designs. The people were extremely friendly here so I got to visited many of the houses and saw many beautiful interior designs.

Evet was very far on the outskirts of the kingdom. If I had to walk to this place it probably would have taken me this whole week to just get here. The king couldn't have that because, I needed to come back and confirm with him in person as to whether this was the place I wanted to be at. Initially, I too found it suspicious that the king would take such interest in helping me. I was basically a nobody to him. But after some thought, I shrugged it off as him just helping Aunt Martha out. I know that the king and her are very close.

Today is Friday which means that I have to head back home. I had been here for only for two days. I left on Tuesday morning and arrived on Wednsday afternoon. It was such a short period of time, but it was inspiring. I couldn't wait to start learning and living here. I finally found a place where I felt I belonged.

My professor was an old lanky man, with intense and cold blue eyes. When I first met him, I was utterly frightened of him. But after a few minutes in his presence, I realised that he simply looked cold and intimidating. He was in actuality the total opposite of that description. He was funny and sweet. He went through the basics with me and was surprised with the level of work I had known already.

I used to work with my father as his protégé when he was still alive. It was after all where I fell in love with the profession. I always dreamt of working with my dad one day, but life thought differently. Now that I was given the opportunity to learn, I was not going to disappoint him.

A surprising fact that I had learnt from professor Cyrus was that my father was his student once. After asking about him and well, me telling him that he passed, he seemed to immediately disconnect from the topic. I let it go for the time being because, I knew I would question him on it later. I wanted to know everything he knew about my father. I wanted to remember more of him. Right now all I have is memories of him entertaining my thoughts when I played doctor-doctor with him. He was always a compliant patient. But besides this most of my memories of him are a blur. They say it's how my brain coped with his loss. Somehow, it chose to forget.

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As soon as the palace came into view, all my emotions came back. I suddenly was anxious to see Mukendi again. It was the first time, I left him behind and I missed him dearly. I wanted to take him with me but I knew that that would be selfish of me. Living with Aunt Martha and learning in the palace was his best option. I wondered if he missed me at all.

Then my thoughts drifted off to the prince. It still stung deeply that he hated me. But it was better now. I could think of him without tearing up and that was growth. As much as I would never admit it out loud, it was one of the reasons why I really loved this change of scenery. It was my second chance to start again. And I desperately needed that second chance. I needed to heal my broken heart.

"Madam, we have arrived," the coachman said pulling me out of my spiral that was most likely going to end in tears.

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QOC: Name a song you can listen to anytime and it will get you feeling sad/crying immediately 

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