----------------"Dear people of Maya, we have an exciting announcement.
The crown princess Cecilia Reighn is looking for a fitting partner to help her bring this country into it's glory!
If you are between 18 to 25 and ready to be challanged, then write your name on the list in your local NewsHouse.
This time it will be something different. You will have to pass a few tests and gain the peoples heart, to win the hand of the princess...."
said the official speaker of the RoyalNews.A fitting partner...
With these words which seal my future forever, I drift into the world of dreams. Desperately trying to escape my reality...
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dream:Music, laughter, the smell of champagne and glass clirring...
People dancing as if there is no tomorrow. As if the world is about to end.
Hands reaching out for me. Twenty. Twenty hands trying to grab mine.
I can't move. I can't breathe.
They are too close. Too dangerous. Danger.Suddenly I smell something sour and bitter. Poison?
Now these hands claw into my dress. My hair. My heart. My love.
I try to scream. But they already took it. Took it. Took my heart. Ripped it out.
I look down and I see something red dripping down my dress.
Red. Red. Red. Blood.
My blood. I am bleeding. Royal blood.Royal. Because I am the princess.
----------I fall out of my bed and hit my head on the floor.
"What the actual f---!" I gasp for air.
I try to calm my heart which still hurts like hell.
Just breathe in and out. Can't be that hard, ay?These weird dreams are happening more often since I turned 18...
Or maybe life is just too much right now and this is how my brain tries to process everything.Both theories aren't thrilling. So I'm just going to ignore these thoughts as long as I can I guess.
I look at the clock. How long have I slept?
Seven o'clock."Shit, I am so late!"
I wanted to train with my best friend Ash today.
I've been so busy lately it's hard to just sneak out like in the good old days.
I quickly slip into my favourite fighting clothes.
Comfy, practical and definitely badass looking!
I look at myself in the mirror.This suit just has something comforting. Cause whenever I put this on I am free of my duties and all the rules which frame my royal life.
So that I am not completely late. I grab my grappling hook device, put it on my suit and jump out of the window.
For a second I close my eyes and enjoy this feeling of falling.
The feeling of..just nothing. No weight. No responsibilities...
Just me and the air. The air and me.
Before I pull on the device and land perfectly behind the bushes which give me great cover from curious eyes.
I sprint into the direction of the forest where an old house lies. In the shadows of the Palace, so it's almost invisible....
But as I arrive I realize that something is off.
A weird feeling crawls up my spine and gives me goosebumps.Suddenly the floor of the house makes a squeaky sound and I feel someone looking at me.
No staring at me.I can't explain how or why but that's a type of stare when the person is about to kill you.
My brain stops thinking straight. Shivers make me frown. Fear is clouding my thoughts.But my body knows all too well what to do.
I fall slighty to the side, slip my dagger from it's hiding spot and with a graceful turn I throw it right to the watchers face.
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Who do you think is the attacker?How do you like Lia's hobby hehe?
What do you think is the meaning of her dreams?
Mkey, that's it!
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