The soft giggles of a girl was heard as she ran in the hallway of the big castle. Her frock moved as she ran with her full speed. Her unique lilac coloured hairs flowing in every direction. Her beautiful eyes which were the same colour as her hairs were searching for a place to hide.

Her brother was going to find her.

The girl hid behind a big vase which hid her small form completely. She put her hand on her mouth so he couldn't hear her. Her brother was very sharp as long as he heard her breathing rapidly he would immediately find her.

"Cariño, where are you?" A 12 years old boy's voice echoed in the empty room as he looked at every corner searching for his little sweetheart.

A smile came on her face as she peeked at him coming in the room. She sticked to the vase thinking that it might hide her more.

When she saw her brother coming in her direction her eyes widened and she immediately tried to run but the next second a loud crash was heard.

The antique vase was on the floor broken into hundreds of pieces.

Her small mouth opened and closed like a fish looking at the now broken vase. Big fat tears came in her eyes.

Lawrence was near her the next second as he examined her for any injuries.

"Are you heart somewhere cariño?" He asked anxiously.

She bit her small plump lips and her next words brought a smile on his face.

"Grandpa....sob..will...sob...sob... pull my cheeks." She said as a tear rolled down.

She was now full on crying loudly.

He smiled and continued to wipe her tears with his thumb. His cariño was a foolish little thing.

He hugged her and carried her in his arms as she continued to cry.

Whenever he was with her he felt at home again. She was his solace and his happiness.

He put her down when they reached the lounge. A servant quickly came running towards them.

"Bring a wet towel." He ordered in his cold voice. The servant bowed and went to bring a wet towel.

Both of them sat on the luxurious sofa in the lounge.

Irsa was sitting beside him now, there were dried tear marks on her face and her eyes were swollen a little. Lawrence was playing with her fingers and she was enjoying it to the fullest.

She really liked when he played with her fingers.

He lightly rubbed her forefinger with his thumb then her ring finger with his middle one and her middle finger with his pinky finger. She felt a ticklish sensation on her fingers. She tried to hold his slender fingers with her comparatively short ones but his fingers always escape.

At last his fingers were dancing on her small palm.

He always used to do this when he needed to distract her, just like now. She was busy trying to get a hold of his fingers which were playing with hers.

"Your highness" the servant made his presence known. He extended the tray holding a small towel with a bowl of water.

Lawrence dipped the towel in the mild water and wiped her small face with it. She closed her eyes irritated. Her expression clearly showing she doesn't like some wet thing touching her face. She was always uncomfortable when someone tried to touch her cute chubby face.

Both of them went to the dining room where Grandpa was already present. He sat on the head seat and on his left another 12 year old boy was sitting.

When Lawrence and Irsa entered the dining room, she was hiding behind him.

Irsa was 6 years old but she was a little shorter than the children of her age. While Lawrence was like a pillar to her.

"Where is the brat?" The old man asked him. Irsa peeked out from behind him and looking at the old men again immediately hid behind him.

The old man smiled adoringly.

"What did you break this time brat?" The man asked a little strictly.

She slowly came out from behind Lawrence but she still didn't lose her hold on his hand, she was half hiding behind him. She looked at him with her doe like big eyes and pursed her lips. Asking him to save her.

"The antique vase which was bought from an auction for 80 million dollars."

Lawrence told the truth.

Irsa looked at her brother astonished, as he mouth opened wide. Big tears came in her eyes. Her brother has betrayed her and thrown her infront of the King to pull her cheeks. She was sad.

"I..didn't...pushed..it.. it...fell ..down...on..its..own" she said sulking. Her soft voice was heard by the three men as they tried to control their laughter.

She was like a rabbit.

"Don't you deserve a punishment?" The old man asked teasingly.

"No" she immediately replied.

"My cheeks already..hurt." She added hiding her face behind Lawrence's back.

"Come here" the old men said.

"Grandpaaaa.. I'm sorryyyy" she sulked. But she still sauntered towards him and directly climbed on his lap kissing his cheek.

The old men laughed heartily and pulled her cheeks lightly.

"Uwuuuu.."

"You cheeky brat." He kissed her forehead lovingly.

Lawrence already sat on the right side of the King.

Irsa went towards Derek's side and sat on the chair beside him and kissed his cheek. Derek also smiled and kissed her forehead lovingly. But she wasn't satisfied she turned her face towards him asking him to also kiss her cheeks.

Derek smiled and kissed her both cheeks adorably.

They then began their lunch.

This was Irsa William. The light and happiness of the cold castle. The youngest granddaughter of King William.

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"Lets plant it near the pond" Irsa chirped to her only friend. A cute boy of her age was with her and a maid was following behind the two rabbits who were hoping from one place to another.

The little boy Shawn was the son of one of the servant working in the castle.

The little princess was not allowed to step out of the grounds of the castle. Her only friend was Shawn and her brother, Derek was not her brother as she had a small crush on him.

The two kids ran towards the big pond and sat near its end to plant a flower pot.

"I will dig a little and you plant the tree ok" Shawn sat down to make a small hole in the wet soil.

"No no, I want to do that and you plant the tree."

"I'll do it."

"No I'll do it."

"No me."

"Me"

And they starting bickering on small matter. The maid following them sighed. This was their everyday routine first play then fight and again makeup. She didn't find any need to interfere.

The soil near the pond was wet and slippery. The little boy slipped and fell into the pond.

"SHAWN." Irsa shouted and immediately went forward to help him. She forwarded her hand so that he would grab it and pull him out.

The maid also immediately shouted for help and came forward to help.

"Ughh.....h..e..lp...sa....ve ...me." Water rushed in his mouth.

The pond was a little deep and he didn't knew how to swim, he was drowning.

Irsa without thinking jumped in. She herself didn't knew how to swim but just as she dived in her natural instincts kicked in. She grabbed the hand of the fainted boy and pulled him upwards. She didn't knew how she did that but just as they reached the surface her leg got a cramp. She pushed him towards the edge and the maid pulled the child up.

She got a severe cramp in her right leg and was know trying to remain on the surface but failing. The maid was shouting for help but because there were in a secluded area no one heard her except Lawrence who was at the moment practicing archery in the wood land nearby. He came running towards them.

"Ugh...gu..gr....ugh.."

Irsa was drowning, she stopped moving as the pain in her leg was getting worse as she tried to move.

Her eyes were open as she looked at the darkness surrounding her.

Suddenly some pictures came in her mind causing severe headache.

A boy was drowning and she forwarded her hand to grab him, the scene was foggy she couldn't see anything clearly. There were two...two people drowning.

As she took a breath water rushed in her mouth and nose. She choked and again tried to breath again water rushed in her lungs. She was losing consciousness, her mind played another scene where she was surrounded by complete darkness crying her heart out.

"Is he alive."

"Save them"

"Hahahahaha"

"I..don't ..kn..ow...anyth..ing" as she cried.

Different voices started echoing as her head ached severely.

She doesn't know anything going on now. Her head hurts. She couldn't breath. She again tried flailing her arms tried to swim to the surface but all strength left her small body. She finally closed her eyes welcoming darkness.

"Princess somebody help, somebody save her." The maid continued to cry out.

Lawrence immediately ran towards their direction seeing the maid.

"SAVE The PRINCESS, She's drowning." She cried pointing towards the pond.

Lawrence immediately jumped in and after a minute he emerged with a fainted Isra. He immediately laid her on the ground and checked her heart beat.

But there was none.

There was no heartbeat.

Cold shivers ran down his spine. He immediately started giving her CPR. He pushed at her chest so that the water she had inhaled would come out.

Her heartbeat still didn't returned. He gulped. He was sweating by now. Afraid to lose her. He can't lose his sanity. His cariño. His world.

His Little Love.

He had no other option left except mouth to mouth respiration. He took a deep breath and attached his lips with her now cold ones. He did this a few times and continued to perform chest compressions.

"Come...on ...breath....wake ...up" he himself was breathing heavily.

Everyone came running at that moment as the guards saw the situation and immediately informed the king who left the meeting halfway and ran towards his granddaughter.

"Damn...it...breath...wake..up.." he was losing hope with every passing second with his sanity.

Lawrence didn't bothered with any one of them as only his Little one mattered to him at the moment.

The medical team also arrived in just a minute.

"Cough..cough....cough...cough" Irsa coughed out the water and took large deep breath in her hazy view she could only see her brother.

"Brother" she rasped out difficultly and fainted again.

Lawrence hugged her with all his might. He was so scared, so scared that no one could even guess. He took her in his small but powerful arms and laid her weak small body on the stretcher as the medical team carried her and the other boy to the small clinic inside the castle.

Irsa was in a deep slumber. Lawrence, Derek and King William himself were outside the room waiting for the doctor to come and tell them about her condition.

Just as the doctor came out Lawrence rushed towards him.

Before he could ask or say anything the doctor spoke.

"She is fine now, but if you were even ten seconds late then we wouldn't be able to save her. Her condition is severe as she remained in the water for nearly two minutes. Her lungs were filled with water. We had removed it but...because of lack of oxygen there is a chance that the oxygen supply to the brain was cut of for a while. So.."

"So What?" Lawrence snapped at him.

"There is a slight chance that her brain was affected but we can't say anything at the moment when she'll wake up only then we will know the extent of damage caused."

All of their faces became pale. There breath got knocked out.

The old men had tears in his eyes. The doctor was shocked seeing tears in the cold blooded rulers eyes. Was she this much important to these people. There faces showed what she meant for them.

"Moreover she is very weak...has she ever been in an accident before." There was a thing that kept bugging him. Irsa was way weaker then the children of her age. She doesn't have any serious illness so he couldn't understand why is that so.

The moment he asked the question there already pale faces turned white. Not a single word left any of there mouths. The hall went completely silent.

How can they even dare to tell anyone?

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Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess who was wondering in the woods playing with her friends. She was like a shining star, everywhere she goes she brings happiness to that place.

She was so beautiful that her parents never wanted her to go out in the cruel world. But the little girl was always curious about the outside world. She now and then sneaked out of the castle and wondered in the woods.

One day while she was playing in the woods she saw that there was someone injured in the woods and her kind heart wanted to help them. The little girl helped the injured animals and took care of them. The two big wolfs were saved by the little girl.

But they also took the little fairy with them.

Time went by and the fairy forgot about her real family her real life her self. She continued to live with the wolfs considering them her family.

The lonely and empty sad life of the wolfs turned into a happy one with her presence they felt at home with her they felt at peace. They never wanted her to leave them and they again like her parents caged her, protecting her from the outside world, not knowing they were the one she needed protection from.

Derek's painful voice stopped echoing in the room as he also stopped writing. His hand wont move. His fingers tightened around the pen. He didn't knew what the future held for them. He didn't knew what would happen when she would come to know the truth. But he didn't wanted to lose her.

He looked at the angel lying peacefully on the bed, an IV attached to her small hand. She looked pale. Its been two weeks and she still hasn't woken up.

The doctor told them that the oxygen supply to her brain was cut off for a few minutes so she went into a coma. And they were not sure when she would wake up. They could only wait and pray for her. He told them to talk to her that might help her in waking up as she might hear them.

There was complete silence in the room except the beeping sound of the machine that showed her heartbeat. That was the only thing that pacified them.

She is alive. She will wake up. With these thoughts they pacified themselves and eachother.

"I'm...sorry." His guilt and hurt laced whisper was heard as a lone tear escaped his eyes. He himself was a child but the burden on his shoulders was no less then an adults. But the one whom he was apologizing couldn't hear him.

"I...do.nt..even have.." he gulped down his whimpers "co.urage..to..look" a few tears leaked from his eyes but he didn't tried to remove them.

"At you"

"I'm....really... sorry." He choked.

"Come...back."

He continued to ask for forgiveness and continued to apologize as tears streamed down his face. The guilt and self loathe was eating him alive.

But she couldn't hear him.

Lawrence was standing outside listening to his brothers broken voice. He knew how he felt right now because he was feeling the same.

Lawrence and Derek never left her alone even for a second. They were always with her. They took turns to sleep and spend time with her. Even the King himself spent his free time with her.

Norway is a cold country. But at this time of the year the weather is mild, not so cold and not so hot.

But the atmosphere in the castle was similar to the ice-cold winter. In the huge castle there were only four people living except the servants. The King himself, the two Princes and the beloved little Irsa.

A month has passed in a blink, but Irsa was still in her deep slumber not showing any signs of waking up. The brothers were losing their hope but at the same time couldn't do anything except waiting patiently.

The sudden darkness was scaring her. She didn't wanted to be anywhere near darkness. Her beautiful garden and castle where she was playing with her new friends suddenly disappeared and now she was in a completely room. It was suffocating her. Then she saw a little girl sitting in a corner of the room trying to hide her self more into the wall. She was looking so pitiful and sad. She was so small. When she looked at Irsa, she suddenly froze.

The girl was exactly like her. It scared her to no end and she screamed running from there.

She kept running and running until she found some light at the end of the dark alley, tunnel or whatever place it was.

She opened her eyes and immediately closed them again because of the blinding light of the room.

"Oww.." her voice was horse.

Derek who was looking outside the window blankly immediately turns towards her and again turned his attention outside. He knew it was probably his illusion. He had imagined thousands of scenarios of how she will wake up, who might be with her at the moment. It has been two whole months and she was still in her deep slumber. Sometimes he wanted to shake her awake. And he was so near to do that if the nurse hadn't stopped him.

"Owww.." her little hoarse voice just like her, again came but he didn't bothered turning towards her. He has heard these voices many times but whenever he happily turned towards her thinking she woke up he only met with her pale face and sadnes

Irsa who finally adjusted her eyes to the now dim light looked around and her eyes settled on Derek.

He's looking sooo beautiful.

That was the first thought that came in her love struck mind. The sunlight shone on his beautiful face making him more handsome. But his face was cold.

"D...ugh..." her throat was parched. And it hurt when she spoke.

"D..uhh.." it really hurts, her hand went to touch her neck thinking if it was in place or not.

When she made sure that her neck was attached to her body she again tried.

"De..ughh.." her small hoarse voice was only heard by her.

Big fat tears came in her eyes as she pursed her plump lips and her cheeks were sucked in before she let them out with a loud.

"Ahhh....."

Tears rolled down her cheeks as she started to cry horribly.

Her throat hurt but she continued to cry loundly that would wake up the whole castle.

Derek was startled by her crying voice. He looked towards her and saw her crying her eyes out. Her little form dressed in a white simple night dress, her small legs folded on either side as she sat in the middle on the big bed.

He couldn't believe his eyes for a second. He was so happy that he froze at his place, a single tear rolled down his face.

She was finally awake. My Angel.

He practically ran towards her and engulfed her in a strong solid hug.

"Thank God.........I missed you soo much." As a tear rolled down his face.

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