I was to return to the community as Raul's bride-to-be, the daughter of a royal from a faraway kingdom, whom he had met on one of his travels.
Until all purposes were met though, and then my real—yet not true—identity would be revealed to the inhabitants of the community which had once been my home.
Of course, a select few knew of my incoming homecoming, my family in the community at that time, for one.
I let my tongue run through my teeth. How will they look now?
None had come to see me since my time at the Isle of the Chosen. I wasn't sure if it was because of the choice—or if the Queen had made it that way. I had a feeling it was the latter; part of my training on how to learn to stand alone, I guessed.
I became aware of Isla's blatant stare.
"So, you are really some royal… I thought that was a joke, you know. You being engaged to him too."
