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"Uma equipe de pesquisadores liderada por cientistas da Complexity Science Hub Vienna (CSH) relata que os ciclos da moda na música são conduzidos por grupos externos. Pessoas de fora desafiam o estilo musical dominante ao contrastarem fortemente as preferências da elite atual, por exemplo, usando instrumentos diferentes ou novos ritmos.

"Eles usam contra-sinalização", explica Stefan Thurner, um dos autores de um novo artigo no Journal of the Royal Society Interface. "Em poucas palavras: com um novo estilo, os produtores musicais tentam dar um tapa na cara antiga."

As dinâmicas sociais que levam a novas modas e tendências têm sido, e ainda estão, sujeitas a debates acalorados e teorias contraditórias na sociologia. A "teoria de sinalização onerosa", por exemplo, afirma que as elites tentam estabelecer distinções usando estilos que são muito caros para serem adotados por não-membros do grupo. Em contraste com essa abordagem de cima para baixo, as teorias de padrões aleatórios postulam que as elites escolhem aleatoriamente características de grupos não-elite e as incorporam para criar um novo estilo de baixo para cima.

Peter Klimek e Stefan Thurner, ambos CSH e Medical University of Vienna, e Robert Kreuzbauer, da Universidade de Surrey, propõem uma explicação alternativa para a evolução de novos estilos: a competição de elite na forma de oposição, cientificamente chamada de contra-sinalização. As elites são definidas neste documento como grupos sociais com acesso desproporcional a determinados recursos. No contexto da produção musical, as elites são aquelas que dominam o estilo musical mais popular em um determinado momento.

Os cientistas testaram as três abordagens da teoria de sinalização dispendiosa, teorias de padrão aleatório e sinalização de contra-dominância, com um grande conjunto de dados contendo quase oito milhões de álbuns musicais, lançados entre 1956 e 2015. Os dados foram derivados de Discogs, um banco de dados de música online crowdsourced . Discogs fornece informações detalhadas geradas pelo usuário em milhões de álbuns, como artistas ou instrumentação, e a atribuição de cada registro a um ou mais de 422 estilos musicais diferentes.

"Primeiro analisamos se as não-elites imitam elementos como arranjos musicais, sons ou técnicas de produção das elites atuais", diz Peter Klimek. "Descobrimos que isso acontece muito. Após o avanço da banda de rock americana Nirvana, por exemplo, uma onda de bandas de rock alternativas adotou elementos do estilo grunge do Nirvana nos anos 90."

Em seguida, os pesquisadores testaram a dispendiosa teoria da sinalização: os músicos mais populares abandonariam seu estilo assim que os recém-chegados começassem a copiá-los? "Nós encontramos o contrário", responde Klimek. "As elites preferem ver os outros adotando seus símbolos e estilos. Pode ser um sinal de sua influência cultural."

Finalmente, eles examinaram se novos estilos musicais emergiriam aleatoriamente, como as teorias de padrões aleatórios sugeririam. Eles não o fizeram, Klimek afirma. "Novos estilos mostram claramente contra-sinais que provocativamente desafiam os estilos atualmente populares". O rock sujo do Nirvana mexeu com o rock de estádio altamente polido dos anos 80, caracterizado por bandas como Queen e Guns N 'Roses; O punk foi um contra-sinal para o imensamente popular "soft rock" dos anos 70, caracterizado por músicos como Elton John, Simon e Garfunkel ou Tina Turner liderando as paradas, diz o cientista da complexidade. "Uma vez que o novo estilo é adotado por um número suficientemente grande de seguidores, seus representantes se tornam a nova elite e o ciclo começa desde o começo."

"Demonstramos com um método quantitativo estritamente orientado por dados que novas modas na música ganham impulso de uma forte oposição às tendências atuais", destaca Stefan Thurner. "Isso também deve ser testado em outros domínios, sejam eles arquitetura, arte, moda ou mesmo política e ciência. No caso dos estilos musicais, a hipótese de contra-sinalização explica melhor como a novidade emerge."

Além dos estilos, o artigo mostra "como a análise de big data pode ser usada para compreender melhor as muitas camadas da dinâmica complexa na sociedade humana - aqui, como as elites chegam ao poder, persistem por um tempo e acabam sendo derrubadas". conclui Thurner."

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"(A) Para cada ano, o estilo mais popular é identificado. Sua popularidade é mostrada durante todo o período de observação. O primeiro ciclo é dado por Vocal (music strong focus on voice), seguido por rock & roll, pop rock, soul, disco, synth-pop, house e, finalmente, música experimental. (B) A maioria dos estilos entra com uma popularidade bastante baixa que eles mantêm ao longo de vários anos. Essas fases são eventualmente seguidas por um rápido aumento de popularidade.

Apenas estilos são mostrados que estavam entre os cinco mais populares em pelo menos um ano."

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CHAPTER 2

" Book Lady Decent Label : A lady should always fulfill their promises ; or that do not make them , if you are not sure if you can fulfill them . You should never break a promise - that attitude tarnishes the honor "

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Before I was born , a constant concern plagued the minds and hearts of the people of Thormhold : after the firstborn , the Queen was no longer able to have children . Not that he was sterile ; she became pregnant , but the child never lived - were three miscarriages , a stillbirth and another who died of bleeding after the umbilical cord cut. A real tragedy for the Royal Family . Everyone knows it's not exactly recommended only be an heir to the throne , as there may be some fatality ... So on Friday gestation everyone, especially my parents were somewhat apprehensive and fearful . Mama Papa followed with almost fanatical religiosity all prescriptions doctor for fear of another accident to happen with this other baby . And then , on the morning of March 21 , the pain started - two months ahead of schedule . The bishop was immediately called to the castle , with the doctor , under the storm that collapsed over the kingdom , in case you need to order another little soul to the Lord . There was not a soul asleep in the castle after the screams began . They were all tense and worried about the queen and the new baby. However , the most apprehensive surrounded the gates of Real Domestic Room : King , Bishop and Prince Alexander . Alexander was a rare piece in the whole court , and perhaps in the world . With only six years old , was much wiser and smarter than many here in the castle . Her big eyes an intense sea green denounced not only that he understood what was going on as well was able to feel . Had been greatly saddened by the death of his last three brothers and did not want to lose another . So , after nearly three hours of tense waiting and no news of the room beyond the increasingly loud cries of pain of mother , he turned to the bishop and said , firmly decided : - Bishop Julian, I want you to be witness of an oath - said formally . The bishop stared at least intrigued , and challenged the Father : - Alexander , what are you talking about? Now is not the time for jokes ... I should not even be here , should be sleeping ... My brother stared solemnly over the bishop , ignoring Dad. - If this baby , my baby brother or sister , born healthy and strong , I swear in the name of God , for all that is most sacred and for my own life , I 'll take care of him until the end of my existence . I swear . As if to seal the oath thunder resounded loudly through the castle . - Prince , aware of what you just swear ? Breaking an oath ... - Bishop asked apprehensively . There are many who believe that a child of six fully aware of their actions or think about them deeply. The bishop was one of those people . - Of course I have - my brother replied , a little annoyed . Hated when treated him like a child just because he was unable - What if I promised , I will comply . I gave my word and not come back with it ! It was nearly an hour after that they heard my cries echoing tall room . Since obviously have probably noticed , I was not born stillborn nor died of bleeding when I cut the umbilical cord - which gave three dangerous around in my little neck ; in fact, when ripped this shit from me , gave such a high scream that rivaled the daddy. Right now then, Alexander felt that I would be fine and (using almost his exact words , which , after all, was the one who told me everything ) , " who came into the world with the will to live and hard ... at least in the lungs ." So we had permission to go in and see me , he asked me to hold . Mom , exhausted as he was not only allowed but also consented as he chose my first name . Since I was very little - premature , anyway - I fit me perfectly in suits and infant arms of my brother. He told me to open my eyes at him and seemed tape it carefully , without crying , as if acknowledged , knew who he was ; nuzzled me more in his arms and he whispered to me : - Never gonna let you , my little one. I swear . Alexander fulfilled his promise almost the smallest detail - all he did was to not shower and change my clothes . But when I caught colds or other minimal disease , it was not dragging the foot of my bed headboard ; told me stories , sometimes invented by himself at the time , to make me sleep or amuse ; sang or played his flute for me whenever I wanted to calm down after infant nightmares and the like ; taught me how to walk, talk , write, read and , more importantly, to think on their own. Understand me without words ; and was also the one who never lost patience with me - something more worthy of medals because I was never an easy child to deal with, being very ingenious . He was the only one in the whole castle, able to assuage my temper in minutes using only a flute , chocolate covered strawberries and sweet words . Alexander - or Axl , as I used to call him - was the only one that I engaged in hospice care and attention that people call Royal Court . Dad always lived in that damned office , dealing with affairs of state ; Mom lived grappling with the more mundane matters of the court - they rarely had time for us . Except when the bloody miserable Thereezee Brachnae - Company - Dame-de - Mor (almost a desk ) Mom and Teacher Sticker - would fill their ears saying that Alexander was masculinizing me with those games of pirates and treasure hunt the garden beyond absurd ideas he stuck in my head ; she also used to say that I was afeminando . Where that damn opened his mouth to them, saying such things and using that as an excuse worried about our image , our parents called us to the office and kept scolding and scolding for hours . But they never really did anything to separate us as Thereezee said to be the most suitable . This bitch was the most disgusting , false , flattering , vain , stupid , ignorant and sexist snake that has ever set foot in court . Always wondered why the hell the mother had chosen her as Lady - in - Company - Mor , post so important and so influential at court . This woman has poisoned the minds of virtually everyone in the court , especially the girls , who were particularly under his care . Said so much, and surely , the constant presence of Alexander was slowing my "feminine maturity " - among other absurdities - that the other ladies , whose minds were but play dough on hand Thereezee , soon came to see with evil eyes also my relationship with him . For them , the prince was an uncompromising gotten a smartass kid who always had an ironic answer on the tip of the tongue . They also believed that he was used to it very badly , always spoiling me and stroking my head when I was doing something wrong , and be sticking in my mind ideas of independence that no girl should have. Anyway , they believed everything that the cretin - Dame-de - Mor Company spoke . Always directed to us with that sickeningly fake tone and toady who makes a veiled criticism at the same time that flatters who is superior in monarchical hierarchy. Because of this azucrinação , Alexander and I decided to create our imaginary refuge, our " Neverland " , which we decided to call "The Land of Strawberries " - after all , our favorite snack was chocolate covered strawberry, and our world it gave imaginary trees . Another refuge he found for us , literally by accident , was the Burrow - and undermined our secret headquarters of dust . Alexander , moreover , taught me a few tricks of rhetoric and sarcasm to rebut Thereezee and the other ladies " without losing his composure ," as he said , laughing , to emulate our beloved teacher . The point is that I 've always been much more aggressive than him, and my answers were not outside the rule, being much more sharp . While the ladies crossed themselves and said I was possessed by the devil to give answers like that, that put into question their intelligence , Alexander and the other his best friend , Hector , buckled with laughter . While for those petty women my brother was adamant , for me he was , understandably , a hero , guardian angel , best friend and a genius . Since I learned to read , alone and prematurely ( there for two years) , have studied philosophy and Freudian psychology . He agreed entirely with Rousseau on society corrupt man and practically idolized Freud . He kept watching people's behavior , as a psychologist , but when said to me and Hector , a boundless sarcasm , was only a child like us, and we died laughing . ( I never said he was a saint . ) Alexander was so intelligent and wise man who , through stories that seemed mere fairy- tale childhood , sometimes invented at the time , and plays, he taught me the precepts and Hector philosophy , psychology and history , plus numerous other significant things that can not be learned in a court . The book he read to us the most was " The Little Prince " to the point that we almost know it by heart . Having never raised his voice or hit me when I had my attacks (rather than common ) child tantrum , said he doted on me and ran his hand on my head - and also Hector , who was only two years older I . But it was not exactly so; Alexander knew , to live with his head stuck in psychology books , a conversation that was much better than screaming and tapas , especially in a child's education. That was how he was correcting (most of ) our mistakes : explaining why they were mistakes . In fact , the only thing he managed to not talking or any other way was to get me and Hector we stop trying to kill each other 95 % of the time we were together . He used to say , after that could separate us , that one day we would still have a heart attack and they were loud as two blue macaws when we fought ; and to provoke us, also used to say , laughing , that by the way we lived fighting , still we would end up getting married one day ( and it was one of the few times I was angry with my brother ) . But he never raised his voice for both of us ... even when I broke Hector 's nose with a punch . But apart from my fights with his "other son," Alexander could fix all our misconduct with a candid conversation , as equals in the eye . The approval of it , for me , was worth more than any jewel in the crown , while its mere look of disapproval and rebuke weighed me in the heart like an anvil , and I did everything not to go back to see him facing me. The first change in this routine came two days after my fifth birthday , the day that was celebrated in the village Spring Festival . Daddy never left us attend "party of the common people " , because he said it was no place for children of the nobility , and we should not mingle . But Alexander knew all the passages of the palace , and managed to take me - and besides, he expressly forbade sr.Joseph , the man responsible for the stables at night , to open the mouth . We were dressed in a robe for the guy who does not realize that we were the nobility , but our cover consisted only of it . I was terrified that someone would recognize us and somehow , this trail would reach the ears of Dad - and trembled even to imagine his reaction . Not to mention that I too was scared to go out in the woods at that hour of the night ... and some animal attack us ? And if we lost ourselves? When we were almost out of the gate at the end of the hidden grove castle , away from the creek trail , stopped short . Alexander , with a patient sigh, leaned down to her sea-green eyes stay the same as my auburn . - What is it, Allie ? Why are you so apprehensive ? Does not want to go? - Asked , stroking my face , how to calm me down . " Allie " was loving it so call me , besides " My little " . - What if Dad finds out, Axl ? We will be grounded until the end of life . Or if an animal attack in the woods , or ... - said, looking in all directions , as if afraid that Dad appeared to sprout from the ground or a snake . - Ssshh ... - he whispered , putting his index finger on my lips . - Allie , need not fear . I will not let any critter touching you . - He let out a sigh , looking a bit tired , but still patient. Always patient ... - If you ever think of anything bad that might happen before every step , never do anything in life . You realize how serious this is ? - But what Daddy and Mommy ? If they find out ... - insisted , though , he had already left me a little more quiet to say that would not let me touch any critter . Besides, I was more than crazy to go , he was attending a non-articulated my desire . Alexander knew that the only thing that made ​​me hesitate was little fear. - If they find out we're really in trouble , not gonna lie . But they can not take away our memory of that night , and we ventured terms of happiness and well known festival , instead of just standing on the balcony , listening to the echoes of distant music and wondering , idly , how would everything. - He answered , quietly - not much good stay hypothesizing about the future if we do not live the present, Allie . What really matters little , is the moment we are living now , not what might happen , for it is this that will stay with us is a mistake ... then live in the now . Carpe Diem , remember? - Do not let any animal get near me ! - Growled finally. He laughed and carried me into the saddle horse . - Do not leave - promised . Twelve years have passed since that night , but I remember everything as perfectly as if it happened last week ... The night was warm and the cool breeze blowing constantly carried with it the scent of the flowers of the season . At the heart of the village , which used to work at Central Fair , there was a large circular yard , like a square, and it was there that the party was organized . At the center of everything , there was a fire , where they were being roasted marshmallows and meat , and most people gathered around her ; some told stories or sang , while others watched the food , so they do not burn . Some couples danced to the music played by three minstrels . And the children ... the children ran freely , joking and playing tricks on some adults - who , instead of filling with anger and telling them to sit quietly in a corner , laughing at themselves for having fallen in jest ; there were some who even went with them to preach the same piece a friend . Alexander and I stared at each other in wonder . This feast was a hundred times better than the actual dances of the palace , where we were forced to stand in a corner , as if we possessed a contagious disease , lest we ran the risk of ending up knocking some pompous waiter or someone important . A woman , who happened to be the mother of Liesel , upon seeing us standing in a corner watching everything , invited us to the fireside , to eat marshmallows without even asking our names and who we were (after all , it was not very common we get to the village , this was the first time we would not surrounded by guards , or the coverage of carriage ) ; treating us as if we were some of his acquaintances there, and everyone treated us the same way . It was when we were around the campfire , delighting us with marshmallows , Alexander saw the first time. Liesel Limpeyer . She was the same age as him ( 11 ) ; her hair was wavy mahogany and went down to his shoulders and were slightly misaligned , because of the wind ; her complexion was slightly tanned , like coffee with milk , which created a soft contrast to the simple white cotton dress she wore. She was telling stories to some children near us , and laughed with them , quite lively . However , she did not see them , and not the one there ; his eyes , white as milk , stared at nothing. Alexander fell in love with her ​​as soon as he saw her laughing , lively , and singing with all those kids . From there began our constant comings and goings of the village , so that Alexander could see it . At first, of course, I felt many pangs of jealousy , fearing that he abandon me to stay with her ; but he , as he realized that - and he knew me better than anyone, so it was not long - reassured me , saying that no one ever replace me in your heart and life. If so ... then I thought. We were not always disguised and there were some times where Hector was with us - when Alexander could save you from some unjust punishment of the tyrant Thereezee . When we were " disguised " I was always sure that people knew who we were , but for some reason they pretended not to know. But after the third visit we made to Liesel , in " disguise " , she recognized us ... - You are the Prince Alexander and Princess Alissa , are not they? I recognized their voices last time I came here ... Why say an hour to call Fred and Irma ? Alexander was always not knowing what to say when I was close to Liesel , I thought something incomprehensible at the time - after all , me and Hector he was practically a chatterbox . I had to nudge him so he came out of what seemed almost a hypnotic trance and answer the question to your loved one. - Because we want to see how people act normally when there is no royalty around - finally replied , with half muffled voice , counting only a fraction of the truth . Liesel laughed , amused. - Sorry to disappoint , but everyone here knows who you are . From what I hear , are not very good at disguise, you know? - She laughed . Alexander blushed , and I sighed . He knew he had recognized us ... I always knew . - Really? - I asked , throwing my brother my look of "I told you ." He sighed and gave me your " okay , I admit , you were right ." We lived with these silent conversations , just for looks , which only work out for people who know so well as we knew ourselves. - Yes - she laughed gently - But how come here pretending to be other people , pretend to believe . My mother said must have his reasons . And anyway , think up fun. They say it looks like something out of fairy stories ... I giggled . Seriously that 's exactly what was said ? We were just wanting not reach the ears of our father . At least , I thought he still had not called us into his office to fight us for our undue outputs . - But now I wonder if it is not too much to ask , of course, the prince does with the information it collects ... - Anoto . I think very interesting human behavior - this time he answered promptly , without the need to nudge it . Alexander seemed hypnotized by those eyes white as milk . - Must be same ... - she agreed . Then smirked . - Wrote something about me ? It was what he did more , I wanted to say. Poems and long letters ... Alexander was so red that it seemed almost to explode , although , of course , Liesel would not have noticed . - Uh ... yeah . - He admitted, finally , flushing further. - What ? - She wondered . - This is no secret - Axl replied with a shy smile. I wondered if it would not be more comfortable if I left them alone . But he clung to my hand like a castaway embraces driftwood ... Alexander used to say I was his source of strength , and that without me he was a weak coward. Of course I did not agree with what he said of himself , but nevertheless would not leave when he seemed to need my more " force" . - Tell me someday? - She asked , smiling . He made a sound deep in his throat that was like a yes . And time passed ... Alexander and I definitely stopped disguise ourselves to go to the village - after all , we knew that everyone knew our true identity even . Alexander was more in love every day for Liesel , and spent hours talking about her to me and Hector . I used to think of him as Prince Charming and Cinderella as Liesel , who one day would become Princess beside him ... She did not know how much luck had to have my love for her brother . He was a prince not only by birth , but of heart. A true Prince Charming fairy tales , and just now I was meeting him this passionate side. Seeing my brother that way , I even asked him once, before going to sleep , if I would meet my prince , fall in love me like him one day ; he smiled and tenderly kissed my forehead and said : " You will be as happy as me, Allie . I pray every day for that. And I know that his prince is saved , waiting for you ... there . " A few months after that was the twelfth anniversary of Alexander (September 30 ) . There was a caravan of itinerant artists traversing the kingdom , and in honor of the young prince , made ​​a special presentation at court . It had everything there : clowns , fire eaters , knife throwers , jugglers , dancers , actors ... and even a psychic gypsy saying read his fate in the lines of the hand ; his name was Madame Illeana . In a moment of morbid curiosity , Alexander and I offer you our hands . Illeana analyzed them for a long time . His golden eyes jumped quickly from one hand to another , the comparing , and his brow was furrowed increasingly as if something confused or intrigued . I was beginning to lose patience when , finally , she lifted her head and a smile spread on lips painted red. - The bond that exists between you can not be broken even by death . It is the most powerful tie I've seen in years - she stated . I felt an eerie chill when she spoke in death . Illeana turned to me and looked at me gravely: - You will pass through many difficulties before finally getting her happy ending , Princess . And his biggest fights , will be within you . Need to be strong and find your inner motivation to be; Life will charge you that a lot. But I see in your hand is missing a person . This person , along with his brother will be vitally important in your life and who will give part of their motivation . - She sighed , and looked at both of us , frowning . - I think I've heard of twins souls right ? They know that they are rare , and even rarer to meet, but there are those lucky cases . But what we see here is something much rarer than soulmates . A soul divided into three parts, as a triad . In such cases extremely rare, three pieces of souls reincarnate always coming , one way or another ... always near ... - she said . Despite being looking at us , seemed to be daydreaming alone . Alexander and I looked at each other : I scared him and nervous for me . Not expecting anything in that direction when we go there. - Who is the other person ? - Asked timidly. That whole conversation was scaring me a bit and looked very Nostradamus for my taste , but I was still as curious as any child of five years and the story of soul divided into three puzzled me . - This unfortunately I do not know . - She replied . My shoulders slumped , disappointed and frustrated . Then she added : - All I know is that you find that person at the time of greatest darkness in your life . The higher. This person will be your light. And then she turned to Alexander , who listened to all concerned . - What about you , Highness ... Never let it . From wherever you are , whatever happens . Remember your promise .

   At this point , I was quite scared . Those her golden eyes, which seemed the cat, and that enigmatic smile, as if she knew more than it revealed , gave me chills. I wondered how she was able to see all those things in my hands so small and seemingly empty . And then the woman smiled , as if reading my thoughts . But this time it was not a mysterious or sinister smile; in fact , it was quite gentle , and broke the tense atmosphere until then , indicating that the consultation was over. Just like that . - Prince , we brought a special birthday gift. I hope you like exotic animals and is not allergic to the ... And so Alexander won Alessio - which , according to the Roma , who had nominated him , meant " one who protects " - a beautiful specimen of black panther. In the dark it was almost invisible ; you could only see his eyes, yellow and bright as two little suns . Most courtiers were afraid of him , even though just a puppy , yet; only Alexander I , Hector and trainer - Dad hired , half unwillingly , to care for the animal while Axl was busy - is that we had the courage to approach us and caress it . Most of the time, to tell the truth , the creature looked more like a small and quiet labrador than a panther ; But when someone else approached he was vigilant . Realized that he protected not only to Alexander , its rightful owner , but me and Hector too - perhaps for always being with Alexander and also caress it . For example , Alessio lived growling at Thereezee - especially when it came close to Hector ( the woman had a perverted obsession with pulling ears of the boy and put him grounded for the smallest of reasons ) . After Alexander was twelve years old , our lives have changed a lot . Twelve is the age at which boys enter the Military Academy to receive more intensive combat training (even in peacetime ) or enhance in some science - traditional medicine . But as Alexander would be successor to the throne , had to stay to study , take classes in Government and Laws with Dad . Our father then appointed one of his best men to pass the physical exercises that Alexander would at the Academy , as well as lessons in fencing and bow, even in the garden . All these classes made ​​my brother's spare time has considerably diminished . Now we just long enough clearances to visit Liesel Sundays after Mass we went in the morning. In the first year until it was quiet . The fencing lessons and the other left him fatigued , true, but he could reconcile everything and still stay with me , Hector and Liesel without problems . The problem was the second ... I can not say exactly when it was that their headaches started - for all I know , my brother could already be hiding them longer - but I know when Alexander demanded them . My brother was not complaining by any silly little pain ; unless it was very strong and he was very ill , and yet had no fanfare . Why bother when soon complained that headache. After all, he's talking about ... Seeing that had me worried , then hastened to say it was nothing , just a silly little pain . But I saw in his eyes that he lied to reassure me ; saw the pain in his eyes . I pretended to believe , that he did not spend energy trying to convince me otherwise , but since then I started to watch him closely , unbeknownst to him . A week passed and the pain has not gone ; saw him constantly massaging his temple with an expression of suffering . This bothered me . As these pains were not already enough , I began to notice other things as well : Alexander lost his balance very easily , especially when getting up from bed or chair ; was constantly drowsy ; could not hold the sword firmly enough , letting it fall to the lowest blow ; and fencing teacher could knock him down with an ease that bordered bordering on ridiculous. Because of these last two points in particular , the teacher , believing that my brother was undisciplined and weak, talked to Dad and convinced that increase the workload of classes was the best solution . It was not . Actually, it was after that things got out of time axis. With increased exercise , Alexander worsened . But his pride prince would not let him open his mouth to complain about it to anyone and seek help ; he went on to make a superhuman strength not to let any escape measly " ai" . If I did not know how he knew , would not have noticed anything - like other people - so well that he was staging . But I noticed , and I was talking to him , trying to convince him to seek help . - Allie , I 'm fine . It's just tired of this routine boat, which was not used , I told you that time . Do not say anything ... or the dad or mom nor anyone. No need to splurge for nothing - he said . By his gaze , saw that he firmly believed that he was just tired . But I do not . - No fuss for nothing , Axl ! - Protested, whining - I see you're not well ! I saw him yesterday in his class , and the day before ... You're not right! Let me look ... daddy or a doctor immediately . States that is right, let the doctor confirm ... - said in a restrained despair that threatened to turn crying with sobs . He put a finger to my lips . - Allie , I have nothing but tired , I know. An extreme fatigue, but fatigue. And that's because I'm weak . You do have the power here , my little one, not me ... Come on ... no, do not cry . There is no reason to shed your tears , little one. I swear I'll get better so get used to this new exercise load , and then break down that bastard Maurice for you . - Maurice was his teacher . He gently wiped my tears that began to fall in a torrent that could not contain them . Why was he so stubborn ? Alexander grabbed my shoulders and stared into my eyes with intensity. - Promise me you will not tell anyone anything , Allie . I was silent for a while , holding the gaze of the person who was the air I breathed , the land that supported me and cared for me omnipresent sky . We were in the Games Room and I was sitting sideways on his lap - as always was - on the bench under the window ; talked in whispers so that no curious gossip listen . - Come on, Allie , promise me you will not say anything - he insisted. I do not know what came over me . I knew it was biggest mistake of my life , I should rush out there to the cabinet or Dad to the hospital and speak soon all ... Probably , things would be very different . But were not . Because the moronic idiot promised . So he smiled , satisfied , I wondered what the hell I had just done . His classes went from bad to worse, as well as your health . I still had hopes , deep in your heart, that my parents finally realized what was unfolding right under them , there was something very wrong with their son nose. Well, actually , they really realized that something was wrong , but not the way I expected . Of both languages ​​become bad talking , my parents ended up giving that weakness of Alexander the fact that he is effeminate . That made me angry at everyone in the castle . Angry Thereezee , who started the rumors , and the other ladies , who were scattered because they are so stupid , all that created absurd explanations for why Alexander to be that way ; and my parents for giving ear to them , rather than take the pains of child , whatever . But probably the person I felt more anger ... no, hate ... was of myself for doing the damn promise and be silent watching all that. Was arrested on a securities fight since made ​​that promise to my brother . On the one hand , there was the advice that Alexander himself had given me some time ago : " When you are faced with one, my little difficult choice , always follow your heart ; this will be the right one . " However , in the situation I found myself , following my heart would just go against the word he had given her . And both he and Dad and Father always said they renege on a promise would bring great dishonor to those who break promises, and that God does not look kindly on those who do not fulfill their word . I was almost going crazy with this indecision hovering over my head as I watched my brother losing strength every day , more and more , before my eyes . One afternoon , however, decided to finally. It was after seeing Alexander suddenly get dizzy and almost fall - not only because I fell and Hector could handle it in time - I decided to break my promise . It had been five months since that Axl was already showing signs that his health was failing and almost three since you promised secrecy. Three months wasted . It took me to realize that too little care of burn in Hell , live in shame or anything of the sort , since my brother was happy and above all , healthy. I cursed myself for taking so long to reach this conclusion and tried in a single afternoon , redeem me from my late months , going to talk to my parents . Dad was always too busy to hear me ; sent one of his employees tell me that. With mom was no different ; stayed all afternoon after her but every time I opened my mouth to start talking , some lady called her to talk about something that always seemed more important than listening. In the tenth time this happened , finally complained, and she said to me sternly : - Alissa ! Can not you see I'm busy now ! I'm sure that 's what you want so much talk can wait until dinner time . - And then she went to scream with a servant regarding any unduly polished silverware, leaving me frustrated . I even thought of calling the Hector to accompany me to the hospital , as a page - in-waiting - function all the boys , who were not princes , performed before going to the Academy - to call the doctor at once . I had no doubt that Hector knew the truth , the frightened look that threw me when Alexander almost fainted in our arms , and probably he was arrested for a promise too ... But it was nearly six o'clock , I was near dinnertime . A few hours would not make much difference , I thought , when talking to mom and dad things will probably settle. I do not know if things would really be different if I had gone . Anyway , my parents did not know the truth for me . And how they found ... I was the first to come down for dinner , waiting only for my parents and to talk to them before anyone else called them on some " important conversation " , and they told me sightseeing. At seven o'clock came and went and my parents gave no sign of their presence . Other courtiers began to arrive . Seven and twenty seven ... forty ... And nothing . They never came down after seven -ten, at most. Why just that day ... ? I was getting tired and distressed. Also there was no sign of Alexander . Is something going on , I thought. Then I saw . Hector was coming towards me at a brisk pace , almost running , and pale . Pale as death . Never seen him like that , with such a loaded expression of fear , worry and anxiety . Could only think of two things that could leave you devastated that way ... His voice trembled as he spoke to me urgently . - Princess , Alex ... Alexander ... he almost fainted and fell from the top of the stairs . Her parents have called the doctor to examine him but ... Hector was stopped to hold me , even more scared . That's because , to hear that my brother had fallen near the grand staircase , all the blood seemed to freeze in my veins , the air left me and the ground beneath my feet seemed to disappear ... and who almost fell on the floor I went. - Okay ? - He asked , hold me with furrowed brow and almost joining the thick black eyebrows , looking genuinely concerned . The microscopic fraction of my brain that was not distressed by my brother , surprised by what : since when Hector cared about me ? But this surprise was short lived. My brother was more important ; needed to see him . - How is he? - I asked with a small voice that could force down my throat without answering about me . I slowly started to pull away from him , though he could not rely 100 % on the strength of my legs . - When I came down , he had not yet agreed . I'm not sure now ... - he left suspended in the air , with its uncertainty sentence. I sighed ruefully . - Thanks for letting me know anyway . And then I ran pro Alexander room. Still got to hear Thereezee screaming that a princess should not run the Hall - yelled "Go to hell ! " Back to her without stop running . Alexander was still unconscious when he finally arrived, panting , in his room . Mom was sitting in a high-backed chair - the study table - near the bed ; nervously twisting a handkerchief in her hands and her face was bathed in tears - something I had never seen it before . Dad was behind her, with hands resting on his shoulders . - Alissa , what are you doing here? - He appealed , so I passed the door . The ignored and stride , went to bed . - Axl , wake up ... come on. I 'm here . Do not scare me ... you said I was just tired , that would be fine . Axl ... - cried beside her , stroking her smooth dark hair like mine. - You know what he has ? Why is that? - Mother inquired anxiously where he was. I could not help remembering that afternoon , when I tried to talk to her and I missed every time. " That's what I tried to talk to you all afternoon " meant. I tried to say . But all that came out was a loud sob , and when I tried again , Dr. Krantz - Medical Royal Family - arrived and were all abuzz . He examined Alexander as best he could , this being unconscious. When just the limited review , asked my parents if my brother had some kind of illness before fainting in order to understand what led to that. My parents looked at each other , anxious , not knowing what to say . Dad mumbled something about Alexander unable to firmly hold the sword for a long time be overthrown easily and constantly tired, but otherwise had not noticed anything strange ; Mom did not . The doctor did not look at me - after all , even if his parents saw nothing , I , a child of seven years , could know more ? - Well , there's no way to make a very reliable diagnosis only with these three symptoms ... When he wakes up ... - said the doctor , already closing the book in which he noted everything. I cleared my throat to get his attention . All three pairs of eyes converged on me. - Not now, Alissa - cut Daddy - Can not you see the doctor is talking about? Do not be rude ... - reproved . - But I know - I insisted hoarsely - I know what he wants to know - informed . The doctor's eyes assessed me for a while , as if wondering whether to give credit to the word of a child . Then he sighed and opened the book again. - So you know , Your Highness ? - Asked , condescendingly , as if I had asked him to play with me . I felt the anger bubbling in my chest . I hated when they spoke to me in that tone , like Alexander . Deep breath to control myself and hold back the tears . And I tried to take my tone more "adult " . - Alexander has been feeling severe headaches for almost five months. All day. But how worried me the first time I complained , went to hide ; but I saw him constantly massaging his temple , with the face of pain. - Adult tone is gone quickly and I had to force the word between sobs as she remembering everything - He ... he began to lose balance equi ... often ; always tired , sleepy ... almost asleep on his feet sometimes ... - big hiccup - Just today he got dizzy and almost fell out of nothing ... but me and Hector insure the time ... And it also has the sword that Dad said ... And then I could no longer control myself and undid me in tears , sobs and sniffles . The doctor at the end to write down my story , looked up from his book and stared at me with a frown . He was small , black goatee and thinning hair , and round little eyes and watery ; Alexander once said he looked like a ferret when frowning like that , and it was true . - I know why he did not seek their parents or some other adult prior and informed about ? Do not mess with health , Your Highness - said . His voice was overflowing reproach , though he tried to control , since I was his princess and my parents were there . - He made ​​me promise ! - Practically screamed - made ​​me promise not to tell anyone ! He thought he was just tired for their very thorough routine! Everybody saw that was not right , but preferred to believe that he was effeminate and needed more exercise ! - Cried , overflowing with anger and not bothering with the killer look that my father threw me . But a deep breath to control myself . - You already know what he has ? - I asked , more softly. The dr.Krantz shook his head . - I have a hunch , but I can not confirm it without first accomplish some more accurate tests him - answered - I need to take him to the hospital tomorrow to take exams . - And then , with a sigh , he added - There is nothing more I can do here . Any emergency more , send call me . Excuse Majesties . He bowed to my parents and with the permission of Papa withdrew . Prefer that the doctor had not gone . I did not want to be alone with my parents ; I felt waves of anger emanating from their bodies and their eyes burning me . He knew they were furious to have them passed by neglectful parents in front of the doctor - although I could not do anything about it ; was not to blame if they had not noticed the state of Alexander . - Why did not you say anything before ? - Mom finally said , breaking the deathly silence and loaded . - I tried to say . I tried all afternoon today, remember? - Answered colder than never before , raising the bed and stood facing them - And before that , because of my promise . He swore he was just tired and would improve , and made ​​me promise I would not tell anyone about your headaches . And you always say that you should not break promises , is not it ? Also - I added even more bleak - until it seems you have believed . After all, what can a child learn these things ? But the word of the damned Thereezee , which says that Alexander is effeminate ... of course, she 's an adult , you should know what you're talking about , is not it ? You believe it . You should be the first to ... Alexander ... to realize that was not right , that's what I would say. But no words came to pass heart . Dad furious shut me with such a strong slap that made me fall into bed again. I swallowed the tears. Mom yelled , horrified . - Aristides , for God's sake ... ! Dad ignored her and , with the indicator pointing menacingly at me, he gave one of his yelling : - STAY SILENT ! FOR TALKING ABOUT THE BULLSHIT AND YOU DO NOT KNOW ! Do not know how Alexander did not wake up with all those screaming . I rubbed the place where his palm struck me , as if that would make the pain go away . Almost the entire right side of my face was burning . Burned like fire. What was not surprising , considering its size , almost a giant ; and at that time I barely passed his waist . - And now let's go down to dinner . People should already be wondering what happened . - He said, still hard, though now without screaming . With all the courage in the world , standing finquei said he would not leave near Alexander at all. He almost gave me another slap , for disobedience , but Mom stopped him. - If you do not come down to dinner now , not dine anything - he threatened . - I do not care - I replied. Fainting Alexander had taken me all appetite . - It does not go out at all. - Said firmly , forcing myself not to cry in front of him tapa . I saw that he wanted to keep pushing and arguing , but Mom managed to convince him to let me go there and fulfill their duties . He let himself be led to the door for her , but before leaving the room , stopped, turned to me and said , still full of anger : - If your brother has is severe , it will be your fault! - And then slammed the door . Curled down next to Alexander in bed and cried myself to sleep. Already morning I woke up with my brother to me tenderly stroking her hair . I looked at him and he at me , for a while . I surprised and relieved , he worried . Wordlessly , he played the last tears still crystallized in my face , let out a sad sigh and then gave me a tight hug and reconfortador . A few hours later came out to perform the required tests . The results would take two weeks to arrive. It was in late June, a week longer than expected, the doctor took the results . Were I , Alexander , Mom and Dad waiting in my brother's room. My parents were in the corner nearest the door and talked down, glancing pro child as if they expected him to faint at any moment; I walked from one side to another , following the same path several times - finally know what my brother did and it made me nervous , not knowing what to expect ; Alexander was sitting in the same chair where Mom had been on the fateful night , and his eyes were fixed on me ... actually yours and Alessio , lying at her feet like a labrador . - Allie , you're too nervous and is passing it to me - he said finally - Stop walking from side to side in this manner ; will be dizzy . Come here - he reached one of his thin hands to me and I took it . Alexander made ​​me sit sideways on his lap , as always was , and then was stroking my hair and humming to calm me down . - You are tired , Allie - noted , skirting with your fingertips my dark circles - How long you do not sleep , my little one ? I shrugged . Not slept right since I made the promise , because I was rolling on the bed , not knowing what decision to make ; and then those two weeks I could not sleep because of concerns about the results . He sighed . I knew that there were many nights just because I have done that air of indifference. Continued to hum . When his voice was beginning to take effect, and all the sleepless nights were surfacing and my eyes were beginning to regret the doctor arrived . The " Oh , doctor , thank God you came ! " Mom awoke me and I was a nervous wreck again. Alexander expired forcefully frustrated . And then tried to calm down again, this time with words . - Calm , Allie ... you'll see that it's nothing. Only an innocent and inconvenient ailment ... - I'm so sorry to have to disagree with you , Your Highness , but I am bound to this - Dr.Krantz interrupted . His voice was heavy , ominous . My heart went into my mouth and grabbed his knees Alexander . Tears built up in my eyes and unconsciously held my breath , waiting . My brother grabbed my hands to realize that I was about to cry. Slowly , as if wanting to kill all the anxiety, the doctor began to open the envelope containing the verdict . Why all this slowness ? , Wanted to scream at him . Why not opened and read at once and ended up with that suffocating thriller ! Finally then he took the sentence from in there and gave Dad while explaining what was written for us ... And what he said that day I will never forget . After that , my life changed forever really , but a disastrous way . - Prince Alexander has a brain tumor in a very delicate area of ​​the brain , and already incredibly developed , if you can not do anything to prevent ... - said the doctor, with some regret and solemn air. My parents and I asked about the same time : - What do you mean by that ? The doctor sighed and looked into actually penalized : - The days are numbered Prince - clarified , sadly - I'm sorry , Your Majesties . But all I can do is give medicine to relieve the pain that can come , but I can not do anything to lengthen his life ... Maybe , if we had taken notice earlier ... I buried my face in thin chest Alexander and undid me in tears . I know who is supposed to be comforting him , but ... to hear that the beats he heard that heart beating against my face had already scheduled to silence themselves ... to hear that the most important person in my life would cease to laugh, play I ... just ... breathe ... My brother was going to die and I could not do anything to stop standing there watching , arms folded ; and all I could do , I did . " Maybe if we had been aware earlier ... " I felt an iron hand closing over my heart . Fault. If I had spoken with my parents early , even before the promise, he might have salvation. But no. Kept secret. Was my fault . My brother was going to die and it was all my fault ! Alexander hugged me tightly and even with all my sobs , I heard him ask the doctor : - How long ? - Asked in a trembling voice - How long do I have? - A year at the most . And that if we're lucky ... brain tumors are unpredictable - the doctor replied . Cried further. One year was so little ... ! He continued : - But this estimate is . Your tumor is already very evolved . In a few months is likely to spend all his time in bed , asleep or delirious ... - Just do not want to know it - Alexander interrupted . With a sigh , he grabbed my shoulders and made me look at him . Her eyes a deep green sea stared my auburn as had so often done before ; think that in a year ... - Allie , please do not cry . So I will get worse - tried to swallow the tears , unsuccessfully . He sighed again , resigned to my failed attempt , and gently wiped my tears with my hands while my eyes even for a second . - Carpe Diem , remember? I'm still alive . - Said , trying to cheer me up , but he could still feel her trembling body and voice - Let's enjoy every second of a minute, an hour every minute and every hour of every day until there was nothing more to me . What do you say , huh ? Unable to say anything , just nodded again and buried her face in his chest and hugged him tightly . Classes were suspended Alexander . Mine were not, but did not attend the same. Would not go away from my brother to take etiquette classes and sewing with those ladies - in-waiting cretins - who now spoke only of the impending death of the prince , and my promise as I'd be the heir . Hector also failed to attend their classes without fear of consequences - which , for him , would be worse , since there was only an aggregate of Tertia , son of a baron from there. But it did grow a bit in my eyes . By Alexander , cease our infant and silly feud years. Join our forces to the last months of our dearest friends were the most memorable possible. But for that , one more person was needed . One night , while my brother slept with Hector commented in a whisper over the head of Alexander , who was between us in bed ( we had practically moved into his room ) : - I think he 'd like to see Liesel ... Hector looked at me puzzled and interested . - Yes, but neither are leaving out of the palace practically ... - And who said he 'll leave the palace ? - I replied - If Alexander does not go to Liesel ... - ... Liesel comes to Alexander - he added , with a cheerful smile . I smiled sheepishly back , and in whispers , we draw our simple plan cupids. Eight in the morning , I left the carriage and left to distract Hector Alexander , while I was in the village . It was difficult for me to leave my brother, knowing that he had the time counted and that every second I spent away from him would make me miss later. And if it passed out again while I was out ? And it suddenly got worse ? The doctor himself said that brain tumors were unpredictable ... I shook my head, as if that made the thought disperse . I could not think about it , but eventually returning to the castle without fulfilling my mission of cupid . Liesel would see my brother happy , and Hector knew it too. We could see in his eyes that he missed her ... uh ... girlfriend ; not seen her for months . I thought it would be easy to find . Normally , she used to stay near the bakery by parents . But just on that day , was not . I left wondering how crazily in Central Village Fair if they had seen the affliction took hold of me every second . Finally , a citizen claimed to have seen her in church , with the orphanage children who used to tell their stories . When I arrived at the church , she was walking down the front steps guided by a girl who did not look much older than me . Immediately descended from the carriage and ran to Liesel . - Princess ! - Greeted cheerfully - How long ... ! Prince Alexander ... - Vim just get it to surprise him . Alexander is sick and can not leave the castle . But it feels really miss ... Accepts visit him ? - Said quickly , in one breath . She realized the urgency in my voice of course . Few things escaped the Liesel ; as Alexander said , only their eyes were blinded. - How bad is it ?

- Hmm ... - knowing my brother , knew that he would tell her. Gave an evasive - Himself will . - Answered - And then ? Can go ? I know that your parents will not care , take care of you . She nodded . - I'll let them - said . Then bit his lip , and with some hesitation and much embarrassment admitted: - But I got no own clothes for court ... - No need to worry about this , Liesel - sighed . One of the things my brother loved most about her was her simplicity. - He will be happy to see you . Anyway. Her mother was surprised to learn where the girl would and more than quickly pulled her apron over her dress and her hair straightened , always tousled by wind . Only then entered the carriage. I wondered if Hector would have led to Alexander the Great Hall , as we had agreed , or if my brother had worsened to the point of being unable to get up from bed ... shook my head again . I could not let my thoughts follow shady paths again like that , though often it was impossible to control . I started talking to Liesel , both to distract her as for me . Of course everyone in the court watched , shocked , as I passed through the corridors leading a visibly blind girl and origin much lower than theirs . I gave thanks for Liesel could not see all those mocking eyes and crooked , but would be even more embarrassed . I wanted to expel all the way, like vultures who amazes , but decided to pretend they did not exist . Then finally entered the Great Hall I saw that Alexander and Hector were on the other end of the room , near the fireplace . And Thereezee was with them . I do not know what she was talking so much , but Hector was in its best expression of boredom and anger ( Thereezee he hated even more than I ) ; I could not see Alexander , as his back was turned . I was about to scream his name , but our dear lady - in-waiting saved me from work when he saw me ; she squinted to see my company and said something . Then my brother turned curiously to look. And his jaw was to the floor , as much surprise. He said something to Hector , and he smiled at him and nodded . Only after that Axl opened his most genuine smile of happiness and strode to us . Hector followed, happily for letting Thereezee back and our plan has worked. - Axl ! Look who ... - I started to say , excited , when he was only ten steps . But my voice died of surprise when that distance narrowed dramatically so Alexander gave a fiery embrace in Liesel - that was enough to let her crimson poppy done . And then , when I thought I was going to drop it , he immediately gives her a passionate kiss on the lips . Hector and I looked at each other in mute surprise and fun . We knew he would be happy , but ... what ? The point of forgetting all shyness he felt in front of her ? I stared dumbfounded at the couple in front of me . Alexander knew the feelings that he had for Liesel from the first time you laid eyes upon , but even knowing I was still too far away to really understand that kind of love that seemed out of fairy tales . - Our - let softly , in lack of a better word and because I needed to express that surprise. Hector chuckled and slapped palms silent . - Your plan has more right than I imagined - commented approvingly . And then laughed a little bit and added malicious : - Look at the face of all these people . I want to see now who have the gall to say that Alex is effeminate . I looked to see what he meant . Much of the people I had seen in the hallway had entered the hall behind me , to know what that girl was doing there . There were about twenty people there as well , more or less. And they were all shocked by the scene and whispering to each other . When Alexander finally let his girlfriend turned to me and Hector . Never forget the look he gave us that morning ; his eyes brimming happiness and gratitude about to shine like the sea , when the sun shines on the crest of the waves . This made ​​her happiness all the time I spent in the village , to seek Liesel , tremendously worth the penalty . - Thank you ... - he said , ducking fiery and involving me and Hector in a fervent embrace of gratitude. - Thanks for bringing Liesel ... You are the best friends anyone could dream of. - Whispered in our ear . And then stood back and held the hand of his beloved, who was still smiling , silly and passionately , because of the unexpected kiss . Hector soon recovered from the sudden embrace of Alexander and , assuming your joking air always , bowed and said : - Cupids here to serve you , sir ! Both me and Liesel Alexander laughed this little joke . It might even irritate myself with Hector , sometimes, but he had to admit that sometimes their presence was fun . - And like cupid , I recommend going to the garden . It is much nicer , no? - He added , making a slight nod to the curious approaching , trying to fish some of our words. We all agreed . Alexander was holding the hand of Liesel , in front , and the Hector and I were following a little behind , as companies honor. Hector was beside me chattering about how convinced Alexander to reach the Hall , the excuse for my disappearance and disturbance Thereezee . I listened to everything partially , without taking his eyes of my brother , who was more than happy in months . Where Liesel went to the castle , we went to the gardens . Sometimes we made a picnic all together; But there were other times when I Hector and we were slightly apart, the couple have a bit of privacy - in fact , we kept watching the bandstand , both for the case of Alexander passing bad as , of course , by childish curiosity . Dad had been so glad to learn that his only son was not effeminate , and more , he had a girlfriend - even though this is a commoner - which expressly prohibited any curious to go urubuzar garden courtier while we were there. It was very beautiful and wonderful , Alexander did not seem sicker . Until . Rounding up four months after the diagnosis. Then Alexander turned to worsen . But truth and worsen dramatically . One fine morning, we were planning on going to the creek to picnic by the small meadow, my brother was in despair upon waking . He could not feel nor move his legs . The doctor was called immediately , of course . Alexander has undergone some small tests and then, after these , the doctor let out a heavy sigh : - For some reason , the tumor had been stopped during these months , almost like frozen without spreading nor manifest somehow . Considering he has reached the legs , do not think he'll stop again . I believe that all we have left now ... is wait . Alexander only made worse after that. And then he could no longer hide from Liesel fate that awaited him ; until then, she thought she had treatment and he was recovering . When she received the news that destroyed all his hopes , all saw the color leave her face and she gets pale as papyrus. - You can be mad at me if you want. I know I should not have hidden this truth ... But you did not want to stay with me out of pity - he admitted sadly - I'll understand if you do not come tomorrow ... It appeared the following day. And over the next ... In all, she still got another month without interruption . And then , his visits began to dwindle , even interrupt . But do not resent that . One day before stop attending the castle , she came to explain his motives , in tears , even though I have asked him to account for anything. - I feel his suffering , even if you can not see it actually . I wish I could stand next to him and hold his hand , like you and Hector , but ... I ... can not ... the more I love , and love much ... I can not stand ... - she was crying , devastated and eagerly - I know it sounds contradictory say love and be going away , but ... Gave a pat on your shoulder , not quite knowing what to do . Sure some courtiers told she had come only because of the money the Crown and, seeing that it could not , tried to go as fast as possible ; that old chat that unhappy and envious Gossips love to have to invent a plot on which papear the hours of boredom . But I knew that was not true . Because of the months we spent together , I had learned to read Liesel and their simple gestures and greatly passionate . She suffered for doing so , and no one had the right to point an accusing finger that she had reached her limit . Least of all me . I could never stay mad at her . Liesel made ​​my brother happy in those months in a way that neither I Hector , together, we would be able . How could I get angry now at the end ? Moreover , as Alexander lived much of the time sleeping , it would not be hard to invent a little white lie , saying that she had gone home or something . Also ... I understand , a little . The air in my brother's room was heavy with death hovering , ever closer , pending ... Sometimes I myself had wanted to run and hide under the bed forever, only to have no more to do pain and suffering in the eyes of the person I was most expensive in the world . Every night , when Alexander was asleep ( so when he woke up ) , I wept bitter tears to see him in that state - and not even bother to hide them from Hector ; he lived also crying in the corners . As I said earlier , I pretty much had changed and Hector Alexander the pro room; were almost ubiquitous presence . We took turns going to the bathroom and take a shower , and we had our meals in the room , along with my brother . Never we left alone. Neither my parents challenged our stay constant even with aporrinhações of Thereezee - saying we should return to our classes , we were not professional nurses and therefore were not able to care for a patient in that state . But the first time I can remember , they made the deaf to her and heeded the will of the sick child , he wanted us around. My parents always went in the room early in the morning after breakfast and at night before and after dinner ; Alexander caught a few times conscious , but when they could , lingered over the room, and the first time I saw them acting a bit like parents, not as king and queen haughty and distant . The last three months were the worst disease . My brother , who has barely stayed up , started having fevers that bordered the 42 ° , sickness and delirium . Many delusions . Most of these were on our Land of Strawberries , Liesel and about a supposed marriage between me and Hector (just annoyed at this time because it was not provocation, and yes, delirium) . The moments of clarity were very rare . On the morning of the day he died ( June 1 ) , Alexander asked to speak alone with our parents , and they were a long time in the closed room. Slept for three hours and when he woke up , asked to speak to Hector ; another long time agonizing wait for me. Guessed why he was doing all this , but did not want to accept or believe that it was already time . I wish I could go back in time and relive all change a vital point . Hector took about ten minutes inside the room , and when he left , his chocolate eyes were red , watered by tears . - He's asleep now, but want to talk to you later - he said , hoarsely crying . Hector had been so unhappy lately, like myself , who did not care who saw him crying . In your eyes I could see that he also knew that this was the last day. With a heavy heart , I walked in the room hurriedly . Still had to wait for four hours. When Alexander finally woke up , I was confused, not recognizing the place where it was - something that had already happened numerous times . After patiently explained to him , he stared at his huge sea-green eyes on me for a long time , serious and silent . I held his gaze , patient , waiting for him to speak . My brother was only a shadow of what it had been , and that was enough to pull me tears . He was very emaciated in those months that had lain alone and asleep ; his dark , straight hair , like mine, was coming almost to the shoulders ; and his gaze , which had always been a strength of his soul peering , was five times more intense - perhaps because, as he was very emaciated , his eyes were sunken and looked much bigger ... The room was dim . During the final stages of the disease , Alexander had introduced a lot of sensitivity to the sun ( mostly) light and light sources very close and strong , because you hurt his head " to the point of nearly blow it up " ; only the fire , which was not in his immediate field of vision , is that provided all the light in the room and was alive 24 hours a day - more than heat it brighten the room , actually. The lack of fresh air and sunlight , the whole room smelled like mildew , disease and death . I felt a shiver down his spine when I occurred to me that it already looked like a crypt. After what seemed like a century of waiting, Alexander finally stopped staring at me with that serious intensity and somewhat frightening . He shook faintly one of my hands and took a sad air to murmur : - I'm sorry , my little - his voice was barely a whisper , so weak . But as if to compensate , he seemed to be more lucid than in months . He breathed deeply , as if seeking not only more oxygen , but also strength and lifespan . I inched closer , so he did not need to try very hard to speak. - Sorry about that promise I made him say . Sorry for all these months , suffering and agony that made ​​you go to see me like this . Sorry for not being able comforting her when you cried ... I could not even be very lucid , but I saw and remember . Sorry for my stubbornness and my pride , for not having listened to him when you said that I should seek help . Excuse me , Allie , so all ... I could not believe he was apologizing to me, when it should have been otherwise. I should apologize on their knees for waiting until it is too late to seek help ; for not having heard from the beginning what my heart told him to do me , rather than getting weighed between my love for him and the duty of honor to fulfill a word . I felt disgusted with myself for that. My " honor " did not mind anything about the life of Alexander , and I would never forgive myself for having seen her for three months . But my brother would never admit my fault ; he always put on his shoulders and lean not allow me to think that. He always did . Axl took another deep breath . - But I would also like to thank you, wholeheartedly . Thank you for bringing me Liesel , having not left my side in difficult times and to have joined the Hector to make these months were the best . Thanks for staying here with me , day and night , leaving to take care of their own lives to take care of what was left of my . You do not idea how it gave me the strength ... If it were any one nurse taking care of me , I'm sure I would have perished long time ago. You , Hector and Liesel delayed my death , and I could not ever be more grateful ... A tear of sincere gratitude flowed down her cheeks as I held my deeper sadness. He had just said that our strength is that had given him more time ; could not cry like a weak child at the time that seemed more crucial. My brother sighed, realizing I writhed internally not to spill a drop from eyes . Alexander knew me so well that sometimes seemed to be able to read my thoughts . How to live without it ! - Crying does not mean that a person is weak , Allie , but she has feelings , remember this - he said . I nodded , but continued damming tears . Alexander sighed again, but this time , resigned for my stubbornness. - It is not good to hold back tears , you know? Be joy , sadness or anger . Actually, it's not good to dam any feeling in his chest , especially the poor ; if you suffer more when it happens . I want to cry all at once , and then follow your life, not prolonging the suffering through life , holding his emotions well ... It will make you sad , depressed person , and you do not want that. I want to be very , very happy , my little one. This is my goal since I held him in her arms for the first time when you were very tiny . Tears began to roll, even though I tried in vain to hold them still . - Do not get over you , Axl - confessed , with a shaky voice. It seemed a yelp . - Yes , get - assured him cheerfully - can take a while , but will. You are strong . Born strong, even as small and premature ... You'll get over it. Able to move forward . - He sighed - Allie And you is not never alone . Never leave you. I swore I would never do that . You just can not see me, but I'll always be with you, holding your hand and giving you support ... Remember that gypsy ? Vaguely remembered that time . He continued . - She said that the link between us is so strong that not even death can separate us . So . I will never abandon you , Allie . I'll always be in your heart and you in my . I will be her second guardian angel and watch over you wherever you are. Remember that, okay? Never leave you and never abandon . Not everything that looks like it is , remember? We were silent for a moment . Or rather , he was ; I sniffed eagerly . - Can I ask you three favors , Allie ? - He asked suddenly . I stated emphatically head ; make up to one thousand , if he asked . - This is still not one of them , but , if you please , would you bring here my sword and ring box? Quickly did what he asked , wondering , internally , why he wanted these things . His sword , gleaming silver, was a bit heavy for me , but I could take it all in one trip. Once with the belongings beside her in bed , Alexander took his box of rings . From there , he took a gold ring and ruby ​​, on which was written his first and last name in the inner circle , along with the arms of the Royal Family ; Ring was his name - was a tradition in Thormhold , win a ring in baptism , communion , confirmation in in marriage (which in this case would be the guilds ) and a final , with which the person was going to the tomb . The only change varied from what was done the ring material, according to their social class . Alexander looked at his small ring (which only fit on her finger when she was about six years ) for a moment and then handed it to me . - Please give it away to Liesel and tell you what - he asked . Give your name to the First Ring of someone meant a very high esteem by the person . Alexander sighed . - I wish I could give her my eyes , I wanted to give you the colors of the world . But this I can not - said , crestfallen - All I can give it to me is that ring , which although not as valuable as the sun and all the colors of the world , is an eternal reminder of the love I feel for her. Love that feeling die . - He looked at me pleadingly - Do not forget to tell you that, yes ? Do not forget to tell her when to deliver the ring , I love you, okay? - Sure, Axl ... I mean, yes - agreed amiably . He sighed , relieved and happy. And then took another ring , silver , which was a little big for him and where there was a shield of Coat of Arms Thormhold spelled ; he won with twelve years old when he began his bloody training. - I want to ship Hector , before he went to the Academy. Know that here is tradition to ring when it goes to the Academy ... even if he goes to the Tertia , and the ring is the coat of Thormhold . Delivered in his twelfth birthday , please. You know the date, is not it? I nodded . It was November 29. Only knew , of course, because Alexander was always a small party for him. Finally , Alexander took the sword and the last ring . The Ring of the Royal family , always giving the firstborn male child. It was a big, heavy ring , gold , which never fit in skinny fingers of my brother - so Dad had sent to another tailored for him to use at the same time preserved the original by tradition . - And I want it delivered to your boyfriend ... - What Boyfriend ? - I asked , extremely confused and a little scared. One was eight and marriage was the last of my plans at the moment . Alexander gave a whole enigmatic smile . - You will meet him one day. And when it does , I want to give you this, as a gift of welcome to the family . I agreed without any choice , with a shrug . And then , when I thought I had finished , he took off his silver chain with a medallion of an angel with outstretched wings , wearing understood since I can remember . He placed it in my hand and closed it. - I want Alessio and everything else stay with you . Everything . But especially this medal . I want to use it forever; is a material medium to have me around for whenever you need me ... a little medal of Guardian Angel . Cried even more than it already was and gave him a tight hug . He returned with as much force as he could muster . The strength of the plume. I knew that would be the last hug he 'd give me life , so prolonguei long enough. - Thank you for all these years , Allie . Thank you for being my little girl and given a goal and joy to my life since I was born . Love you forever , my little - he whispered in my ear . The tears flowed more violently . When he pushed me a little to wipe them , I realized I was crying , like me. He began to hum softly : - " Come on, stop crying , everything will be alright | Just take my hand , hold strong | I'll protect you from everything around | I'll be here , do not cry ... " It was the music he cradled me since I was a baby . The thought of never again listen to her singing with her ​​soft and tender nightingale voice ... The tears were coming nonstop , like a huge waterfall . - " For one so small, you seem so strong | My arms embrace you | They will keep you safe and warm | This bond between us can not be broken | I'll be here , do not cry | | Because you will be in my heart | Yes , you be in my heart | From today onwards | Now and Forever | You'll be in my heart | No matter what they say | You'll be in my heart | forever " After this last " forever," my brother just leaned back against the pillows , with another sigh - as if you had stolen the humming last strength - and closed his eyes . His breathing was so faint it was barely noticeable beneath the many blankets that were above him . Realized with a desperation that bordered on panic , that she was approaching ... Death bent over him, ready to give him his last kiss and carry with you your soul to the afterlife . That was probably my only chance to say goodbye . Oh , God, I thought , how could I say goodbye to the person you loved most and let her go in the arms of Death ! Was not prepared for that, and I sincerely doubt that one day would be . I pressed my lips to his ear , to make sure that he would listen to me and whispered , slowly and clearly : - I love you , Axl . Always have and always will. You will always be my hero and my best friend . Thanks for all you taught me during those years. I will never forget you , nor do I live 1,000 years. Never ! You will always be in my heart , brother . It was as if the Angel of Death , who has surrounded him for months , I was only hoping to say my farewell to be able to take my brother with you. Soon after I say what I have to say - it was very little pro who really deserved Alexander - the hand of my brother squeezed my strength and with a faint smile appeared on his lips , indicating that he had listened to me . And then , a faint sigh, a whisper of the wind, like a soul breaking away of a body . When I looked up , his chest no longer rose or fell, even weakly. Nothing . My brother had gone to the Land of Strawberries and left me. ***

A box of music had stopped playing your tune and my mind flashed back to memories of your trip . My face was bathed in tears , as it always was when I remembered the difficult days of Alexander and his death disease. I wiped them with the back of hands. Did not want to go down to dinner with her ​​face swollen from weeping . Not soften the heart of my father and only wake ( more ) unnecessary to cut my respect for comment. Before getting out of bed , I reached the medal he had given me and I wore a black velvet choker ; with the other hand holding the rose , supposedly a gift from my boyfriend . So I pleaded : - That he is not like the others here, as Gustav ... Please Axl , please give me a sign . I know you know who he is . Give me a sign , I beg you. - Said, almost in prayer . Unlike what happened with Dad , could not be angry at Alexander , even though he had also omitted the engagement of me . Was unable to keep his anger. Then , sighing , sat on the bed and looked at the clock on the bedside table . 19h10 . I sighed again , now with some regret . Had only twenty minutes to find a dress at least decent in the midst of thousands of my closet - and I could wear without help , too, because one of my maids to arrive ... Also, still had to straighten your hair , makeup , choose the shoes and jewelry . ( Mom would probably kill me if I go down to my engagement dressed like an ordinary night . ) And that's not counting the time it would take to get to the Great Hall ... I could not waste time . But even with the tight time was very slow and it absentmindedly put the music box at the bedside. Dad was already irritated anyway , a few more minutes would not hurt him , I thought , still irritated by the way he told me the engagement . I heard the sound of something falling on the table and turned to see what it was . By placing the box on the bedside table bumped accidentally into a frame that had fallen from the front desk . I got him to straighten out , and ended up inevitably looking at the picture that was there . It was a drawing of graphite. Out commissioned by Alexander shortly before his twelfth birthday and designed Bandstand in the garden . Alexander was between me and Hector , as always , we killed to prevent us. Typical . I had taken of my brother's desk . I was still looking for nostalgic children 's portrait - wishing he could go back to that day and at that age - when my mother burst into the room .