A/N: This is more like part two to First Impressions

Playing the piano alone now was different, the cheerfulness from music had disappeared and with each run through the keys, there was an echo from the ghosts of her past, Daliah had never strayed from being a princess before, she had intended to rule her kingdom as the perfect queen...well that was a dream. A rise grew in her chest as she stormed through the palace halls and slammed open the armoury doors, ripping at her dress until it slid to the floor almost in two.

Her father had taught her to wield a sword as a child, in secret, and now it was a balanced feather in her hand.

Daliah opened the infirmary doors and after giving her blessings went to a bloodstained bed, empty but still covered in all she had left of him. She ripped a strip of the bloody cloth and tied it around her neck, a symbol that Daliah would kill whoever took Eric's life.

As she galloped from the castle towards her revenge inside the castle in the room with the piano there was a ghost of a song, echoing through the palace.