I appeared in my room. A nymph was there cleaning it up. She went out the instant I came in.

Then I jumped onto my bed and cried. I cried for hours and fell asleep. When I woke up, Athena was sitting next to my bed.

'What happened?' she asked.

I cried again and told her what happened. She simply pursed her lips. It took me a while to settle until all the tears ran out and I ended up sobbing with my eyes ran red. It seems that Andrew and Zeus were outside listening to whatever I was saying. The two of them poked their heads in.

Andrew was rather taken aback after seeing me. I guess he had never seen me cry this much. Zeus rubbed his beard.

'I think you should explain this to your mom,' said Athena.

I sniffed. 'I'm not going back home.'

'But_' said Andrew.

'That's the spirit!' cried Zeus. Athena gave him a warning look.

'Amethyst,' said Athena. 'Tell you mom_'

'Tell what!' I yelled. 'That I'm a queen somewhere in Egypt where the inhabitants are fairy tale creatures?'

There was a silence.

'She's think I'm bonkers!'

'She won't believe you,' said Andrew. 'You hardly believed me at first. I doubt your mom will after hearing that and she had never seen invisibles before.'

You know, it would have been simply if I had told her.

Athena gave a sigh and turned to me, 'Clear your head and get back home before she starts to worry.'

But I didn't. More than anyone, I was mad at Isa. She was always the Gossip queen and simply couldn't keep her mouth shut. She knew more that anyone that I was the last person to do something like starting an affair or going onto drugs. Besides, I hate boys, not like her who fall for every simply boy that enter her life. But then again, I can't really blame he, I would have done the same if it were me. But she shouldn't have talked to my mom without sorting things out with me first.

Andrew and I didn't utter a word during dinner. Nymphea made spaghetti and although it was all gooey and cheesy, I didn't feel much of the taste. I had to admit, the Nile was pretty at night. It glittered under the moonlight and it seemed like a waste sea with silver dust sprinkled on top. I heard dragons groan from overhead as they soared above us. Andrew raised his head. Maybe the dragons were telling something. I don't know. He listened to them the whole time.

He must have noticed that I was watching because he said, 'They are singing.'

'Singing?'

'It's a song,' he said. 'In dragon-tongue... can't you hear it?'

I shook my head. 'I don't get what they're saying. I only hear grunts and moans.'

He shrugged. 'Well, I don't understand fairies much so that makes us even.'

I went back to my room to read and eventually fell asleep. I felt like my life was falling apart. Well, at least I had something to do since I was here.

When I got up the next morning, there was something warm and soft cuddles by my feet. I almost yelled. Okay, I did yelp. Whatever the thing was, it was purring.

The thing raised its head sleepily.

It was Cleocatra. I almost forgot all about her.

'Must you cream like that,' she purred.

I slowly got down from my bed, rubbing my eyes. I looked around.

This was not my room.

Then what occurred to me yesterday flooded into my head like a dam that was opened. I would have cried again but I guess I had run out of tears. I changed my clothes into a three quarter and black shift and went down for breakfast.

Andrew was already at the table, looking through the paper when I went down. We looked up at me and kept the paper down. We started to eat in silence. He was watching me the whole time that it made me feel uncomfortable.

'Shouldn't you.. um.. check on your mom? She might be worried.'

I didn't reply.

'You weren't home for a night and_'

'Just spit it out if you don't like me staying here,' I snapped. I simply got up and left the table.

I have been saying things I'm not supposed to say a lot lately.

I felt really bad for saying that. The worst thing was, what he said was true. I went back to my room and changed again this time to a dark blue shirt with a gray cat in front. I paced around, deciding whether or not to go home and check on mom. Maybe I should explain things to her. You know, bring her here (if it were possible). I just hoped that I would not have any audiences. The last thing I want in to start snapping at some innocent bystander for my problems.

I was starting to feel really really guilty for yelling at Andrew. But I really wondered if he really liked me or not. He sis worry about me a lot so I guess there was no reason for him to not like me staying here. I felt very evil. This time for real.

Then for the rest of the day, I sat on the balcony staring at the city. Trevelyan appeared next to me. I didn't want to know mom's condition. But I asked anyhow. He didn't know. He was at a relative home yesterday for dinner.

At about ten, complaints came streaming in.

'Okay Amethyst,' said Athena. 'Deep breaths. Clear your head.'

I frowned. 'I have does this before.'

She tapped my head. 'But not with a mentality like this. You have to think straight.'

'Sure,' I growled.

Lucky for me, I didn't snap. Anger built up whenever a useless complaint was thrown at me but a bunch but I was used to having my blood boil inside not letting it get to me. I forgot all about my problem at home with all this.

Sometimes I got so frustrated that I sat on the throne. I usually never sit on the throne. Hay, it's damn uncomfortable.

Then at twelve, there was a council meeting.

Who was mad enough to hold a meeting at noon! Especially in this heat! But it was the official time.

Entering the council room was like entering a parliament which is the term used for a nursery for grown-ups.

I had to yell 'Thor!' about ten times so that he didn't bang the room, hammer the floor of make any monuments crash.

The meeting was mostly about the robbery at Horus's place and about how Seth had filled a case against Horus for nagging him all the time. Then there were strange rumors of harpies organizing themselves from the north or something. I could not imagine what that meant but more deities were quite uneasy about it. Come to think of it, I had never seen harpies in Sightless.

That's the last thing I want to worry about.

But actually, the real reason why the main advisors love to have me in a council meeting because I was the only one who could silence the room when it gets too noisy. Just a bit of my chimed voice and everyone would freeze till I tell them thank you.

Besides that, I'm utterly useless in the council.

And it was very boring unless Thor threatens to blow up the Council room.

After that I went back to me room to have a read and fell asleep along the way. I woke up at six and went down for dinner. This time, Andrew wasn't there. I ate alone and went back to my room with a bundle of books from the library for my private pity party. No matter what, I felt terribly bad. I should be studying for my test but I excused myself saying that I was frustrated and water to forget things. I was a queen for crying out loud. But I still felt pretty bad.

But even my favorite books didn't make me feel better. I kept on feeling guilty.

Was mom worried? Of course she was.

Did she call the police?

Or was she in a deep state of depression?

I barges the books down and stomped out of my room. The heat inside increased my frustration tenfold.

That night, I ended up in my least favorite room; the throne room.

No one was there and only the beams of moonlight crept through the entrance and the windows form behind. Not a sound echoed through the hall except for the lapping sound of the Nile. I stood there for a while staring at the night and a soft breeze blew in. I heard a small chatter above my head, only to find four fairies messing with my hair.

I went out and sat on the flight of stairs in front of the palace which overlooked the large wall in front of the me and the courtyard. I felt like sitting on the windowsill behind the throne to watch the Nile but the stairs... were... well calming. I guess it was midnight now.

I waited like that for almost an hour, allowing the fairies to do whatever they want with my hair.

'A nice night isn't it,' said a voice from behind.

I jumped and looked over my shoulder. A dark robed man with a staff was standing on a step behind me. Then he sat, right next to me. I couldn't recognize him at first. But then I remembered. He was the magician at the coronation.

'You seemed troubles,' he said.

'Er, no,' I said, hugging my knees. 'I just couldn't sleep.'

'I can see a lot of things,' said the magician. 'And I can tell when someone is upset.'

'Never mind,' I said. 'It's just something stupid.'

'Hmm... if it's bothering the queen I have no choice but to intervene.'

I sighed. 'My mom got suspicious of me... you know all this duties that I have to do quite took a toll in my "ordinary" life.'

'Why not tell her,' he said. 'It's simple as that.'

'Yeah right,' I said. 'That will work. And what about this whole "you must keep the invisible realm a secret" rule I swore upon.'

'Did you ever wonder who your father was?'

I froze. Then I looked up at him. 'My... er... dad?'

He nodded.

'I-I never met him. And quite never knew him. Mom sort of despises him so_'

'More or less, he must have been a powerful enchanter.'

'But if he were one, shouldn't he be king?'

'Yes. He should. But he is not here.'

'What about Andrew's parents?' I said. 'If this enchanter thing runs by blood then surely his parents...'

'Just like you,' he said. 'We don't know who his father is. His mother gave him up for adoption when he was four.'

'Gave him up...'

The magician nodded.

I gulped. I felt really bad for him. No wonder he was not into making friends. Four is an age enough for you to remember your mother. I have no idea how it must have felt like.

'Why?'

'I don't know, there must have been a lot of reasons,' he said. 'But surely, you mother must have had her share of strange experiences related to your unknown father. She might understand. You are not ordinary in that matter either.'

I really never thought about it that way.

'So there might be a chance that she might not freak out?'

'Maybe, maybe not... But better keep her warned. And I believe, you have worried her enough.'

'So I should tell her?'

'It is your decision, your highness. Whether she must know the truth or not is for you to decide. It is better if you can cover it up but as a parent, I would have wanted my child to tell me.'

'So it's okay if I tell my ordinary mom about this?'

'Do you know how many visible allies we have in Sightless?'

I shook my head.

'Twenty three,' he said. 'No, twenty... Three died in the last decade. But adding one or two more won't be much of a problem.'

He stood up. But there was a problem that was nagging in the back of my head. 'By any chance, could Andrew and I be actually related?'

He cocked one of his eyebrows. 'Isn't it confirmed that he is your brother?'

I was taken aback. I forgot he wasn't one of the people who knew our secret but before I could say anything, he left.

But then again, about how he spoke of Andrew's mother and mine, didn't that mean he knew that we were not actually brother and sister? For some reason, I understood that he was a person who can see through things pretty easily.

Then I made up my mind.

I'm going home the instant I wake up next morning.