Dear Love, Stay Away (Updating)

The Invitation Card

"To heal a wound, you need to stop touching it~"

"2 whisky, please." The girl ordered the flavors while looking at the boy sitting at the front. She had brown-eyed black hair and white skin. Spreading coat over her shoulder and making her clavicle bones appear, she was whirling the ice cube in the glass.

"Are you sure that you have forgotten Arnab?" The man sitting beside him asked her this question. The ice-cubes in the glass stopped for a moment like an Earth had stopped whirling.

"You see, the scar is better to be healed rather than left open." Insha uttered those words and her eyes were gleaming in spark. The spark of love or hate, it was hard to predict.

"So, because of his new scandal you decided to move out of his life." The waiter had put bottles in front of them. Insha opened up a bottle. He knew that it might be hard on her bottling up her neck if he did not take her to the bar and make her spill her thoughts.

"You know Shams, what is the worst thing in this world?" Insha poured the wine and kissed her glass.

"Love…" she then grabbed Shams' collar and started to sniff his scent.

"This scent is not of Shams." Insha grabbed Shams hands. The man sitting in front of him smiled and before Insha's hand grabbed his face-mask. The man pushed her in his car and dropped her in her house.

"You think you can carry this all alone… well it was worth it." He then smudged and drove faster than he had arrived.

.....

"Wake up my son." Mira pulled the blanket of Arnab (the mighty Shuman king), Arnab looked at her mother and started yawning. 

"What time is it? Has the sun not set right?" Arnab again pulled his blanket to cover his mouth. Mother came forward and punched his ass. Arnab shrieked.

"You brat, I am working hard to bring you a wife and see you can not support yourself . Will you make me believe that you are gonna make that incoming queen happy?" The queen mother aka Mira not only pulled his blanket but also splashed a little water on his mouth. Arnab screamed,

"Mom that almond queen Insha has not married me yet and you are so fierce I reckon if she is married to me you will send me to hell," Arnab said and then crossed his arms and pouted like he was angry.

Mira looked at her only son. He was now entering his 20s. He was 19 years old. The white complexion with black agile eyes were making him more like a handsome boy. He was her only son.

" I better take control of his life before the grand dowager indulges him. Insha is the youngest and innocent princess she can be molded to my orders." Mira then summoned Dura, their maid and gave her a letter.

"Send this invitation letter to the kingdom of Shemod ." Dura held the card with a pleasant smile.

....

Few years ago

"Insha, come here, tell me where did you hide all the almonds?" The stinky voice of brat Shams scared off my inner child.

" I am not a culprit. See, if you live anything you gonna make your way out of it. Either love or food." Insha screamed loudly from afar. This sic years old Insha was making her way out to get almonds.

"What nonsense are you saying so early in the morning?" Insha looked at her with a gaze like she would kill him. She has been a princess that loves either sleeping or food.

"Did you know your aunt received the invitation card from the Shuman kingdom?" Shams asked with a thumping heart. He wanted to know if Insha was ready to attend the grand crowning ceremony with him.