3.34. Keeper of the secrets

As always she couldn't remember who are these people, why they all scream and try to run away somewhere, but she always saw the same. It was so scary... And that woman's eyes... She knew her since her young days, but she couldn't tell her name.  Iordia barely threw her bowl out of hands.

- Iordia! - suddenly she heard the voice. - I am here! All is fine, Iordia!
Looks, like the voice calmed the girl down. Her body slowly relaxed and the wide smile appeared on Iordia's face.

- Yes, Odice... Good morning, - Iordia said gently. - How did you sleep?
Odice looked at the girl and gave a sigh closing her eyes for short.
- I saw the same dream.
- And what was there? Did you saw in the dream that handsome prince again? - Iordia smirked.

Odice chuckled feeling how her cheeks started burn.
- Silly... So here you are that one who sees in the dreams a handsome prince, not me!
Iordia giggled.
- No... You see him too and I even can tell you how he looks in your dreams!

- Not this time, Iordia, - Odice shook her head smiling.
- And this time? What was that?
- I saw... I saw that the world is bigger than this small village. And it's beautiful, you know? I saw the ancient temples and lagoons, the lakes and forests... And people. There were people.

- People... - Iordia repeated silently. - I miss people, Odice... I want to see that world you dreamed of.
- We can't to do that, dear...
- Why?
- The world is dead, you know that.
- I know nothing.
- You always remember and I, too... We all remember that day when our palace and all around went down into the abyss...
- Yes... - Iordia's voice trembled. - I miss the palace and my toys. I miss my mom. Is she also dead?

- Stop it! Immediately! - was heard angry voice. - I don't want to hear more such talks, Odice!
Both girls looked at each other and fell silent.
- I asked many times you, Odice... We don't want to remember, we want to forget, - Nenia's voice sounded sad.
Iordia took a book and knelt down on the floor.

- We just talked about the dreams, right, Iordia?
- Yes... - Iordia nodded. - All is fine, Neni, I am not crying, - the girl smiled.

- One day our dreams will change, - Nenia said calmly. That's what she hoped.

***

Nenia was the oldest from them all. She was a sister, a mother, a teacher and it wasn't easy and simple when you are just 20 years old. However, it was their fate. They have lost all they had. Their beautiful palace they lived, their parents... All. Somehow and for some weird reason gods wanted to save them when others died. She asked many times herself why they did that, but she couldn't find the right and only question. Nenia didn't want to remember that day, anyone of them didn't want that, but they remembered all, especially Iordia. They grew up wandering around the empty world and fighting with dangers, hunger. Yes, now they have home and they aren't alone. Finally. Hillside village was small, but here lived some people what survived the great punishment of Gods and they even had a tavern. Nenia went almost every day there. For Hadrian and for her work. Neither Iordia, nor Odice didn't know about that. If they would... Nenia didn't want to think of that. She didn't dare to tell them the truth. Maybe someday... Now they need money and Nenia is the only who can take care of them all. She had to take care of Iordia's secret, too. Amazons died with this world, so their princess must be dead, too. This world doesn't need Amazons longer. Her father was a slave and her mother used him as a tool of revenge, that's how she was born. Nenia didn't want that. She believed that now world is much better without Amazons.  When she thought about it, she always remembered her foster mother Olinia... Then Nenia felt guilty, but she always tried to believe that if queen Olinia hears her thoughts she will try to understand her and will not get angry that she doesn't tell the truth to Iordia. And if Nenia would do... Would Iordia understand what she says her? Her step-sister is insane. So it's better to leave the past in the silence and live happy calm life. Just like now.