Witches of Regnum

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𝕸orning came as the light realm awoke once again. The young princesses had gotten suited up in their favorite training attire, as they road their steeds to a mountain edge by the Mediterranean palace, the spot where the girls usually train, and a perfect view of the barrier between two Realms.

The royals had awaited anxiously for a response after hearing that their invite had reached the forbidden realm safely.

"Up for a bit of sword fighting?" Arpina, descending from her horse asks Indra. The Brunnette beauty smiled at the mention of her second favorite activity. "Always" she replies marching towards a guard who held her family sword in hand.

Doa on the other hand made her way to a small rose gold colored staff. Picking it up it looked harmless in her arms, but then she extends the object, making it double in length and two sharp white diamonds on either ends appear. Heading to an empty spot on the field she began to toss and spin the weapon, impersonating using it to stab or fight a potential opponent. Each movement coordinated perfectly.

As the rest of the girls trained a lady in waiting handed avani a long green whip, similar in appearance to a vine. Untangling it she whips it in the air allowing a sharp threatening sound escape it's edges frightening the lady infront of her.

Each of the girls where brought up to be as some sort of poisonous flower. In the sense that externally, they looked delicate, graceful, and the colorful petals which were their physical appearances entincing to touch.

Poisonous in the sense that their look was nothing but a facade, and one wrong move or touch could be fatal. They, as Indra put it, were 'seasoned warriors', mastering almost all weaponry, but each one growing more fond of one particular one.

Indra was especially gifted in the art of swordsmanship, as since her grandfather died when she was a child, leaving his beloved sword for her, had been attached to it hence becoming a master at the art.

Arpina was also gifted in sword fighting, as she loved sword fighting with her best friend and grew to be quite good at it, but her specialty was close combat, making her a pro when it came to handling the dagger, and since the traumatic event that happened to her all those years ago, the fire witch was never seen without one. She either had draggers disguised as hair clips in her hair, or a dagger wrapped around her thighs under any outfit.

It was to no surprise that Doa was impressively good at handling a staff. Her mother and grandmother were exceptionally good at it as well, her mother being the one to have even gifted the staff to her as a family heirloom. Doa, like Arpina, carried her weapon everywhere, and since it was able to retract and extend, it was quite portable.

Avani was the first princess who had gotten into whippery, seeing as the weapon was a rarity. Whether it be a whip, laso, or a mace with chains, she was good at it all. Even her friends didn't risk going by her when she was busy with her training In order not to get hurt.

"Ha!" Indra exclaimed. Sweat dripping from her head from fighting with her best friend for what felt like hours. She skillfully clashes her metal weapon with her opponent throwing it to the ground.

"I win!" She says clapping proudly. Arpina laughs at her friend before retrieving her weapon. "Yes yes congrats again Indra. We're at five five so this will be a tie breaker" she replies cleaning the sweat of her own face. Before they could continue, a servant rushes toward them.

"Your highnesses, a letter has arrived addressed to the four of you" He explained bowing. The girls looked at each other anxiously.

"Oh where is it from?" Doa asks excitedly, her eyes full of intrigue like a child opening gifts.