𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

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" She was such a bright child. I do hope nothing has changed.. "


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Author pov



The male stood with his arms crossed while he continued to look at the three legged bird with interest. Then he realised the paper scroll that was tied around the birds feathered neck, wrapped in baby blue fabric and  a wilted rose sealing the scroll, the bird bowed his head slightly, signalling the dead looking male to grab the scroll from their neck.

Which he ended up doing so quite gently then shattered the wilted rose just by one look at it, revealing a letter from his beloved daughter, Eliza. His first daughter of his fallen family, a beautiful ghost flower among a field of grass, oh how he missed her small self running through the halls of their old home.

The bird looked up at his master as the man read through the scroll with a small frown being visible on his pale face, he was still surprised his beauty hasn't wilted from how long his lord has isolated himself from the other ghost folk on the darkest part of the underworld, they remembered how he found this dark yet beautiful place after the falling of his noble kingdom. 

He and his people who still decided to follow under him and his beloved daughter now reside in this palace they call home, it may look ran down and broken on the outside, but the inside was like an actual palace. The velvet red carpet that led to many of the rooms shone brightly with the candles lighting, the paintings were framed in gold with black transparent sheets of fabric over them. The pictures were of all the king's family members, which includes him, his fiance, and lastly his beloved only child. 

Princess Eliza, such a bright light in this castle as many have grown to respect her, for she was the kindest of them all and was always daydreaming about finding her ideal prince. Though the king wasn't really fond of the idea of finding her prince and forcing marriage upon them, he knew there wasn't a man in that world that can live up to her expectations.

But she was determined to find her prince, so she would usually not be seen in the palace since she says " princes don't live in dark lands such as these, father. " and would merely ignore his letters of concern, along with not replying to him. Which broke his heart now that his daughter is now at a rebellious stage and will never really understand how her actions could effect others on the surface.

" Xiezhi... " The man spoke in a deep tone, signally the bird to come closer. The voice that the male had was a more upsetting tone, his figure was shaking lightly when he finished reading the letter. Tears suddenly falling from the kings eyes as he stared at the bird.

" did i raise her right... ? " He spoke once again, making the bird let out a little gasp at what his master had said. Did the letter contain anything that had made him upset, it was from his own 'flesh' and 'blood' after all.

" did the letter contain any rude comments, master ? " The bird said as he looked up at the male who was now crying. The ghostly male gave the letter to the bird while he crouched to the ground, covering his face as more and more water works came down.

The bird looked at the letter with shock, seeing it as a bunch of threats to attend this party in the world of the living signed from his OWN daughter. The bird knew Eliza was quite rude to her father but THIS is too much, Xiezhi know's that his master loves his daughter more then his own life and he raised her to be kind and caring towards everyone. But now that she sent slurs and threats like this to her own father makes this even more heart breaking.

" Master (name), i assure you that it isn't your fault. Remember, she is at the age of being rebellious and would start growing unknown hate for her parents. " The bird said trying to comfort his master, wrapping his black wings around his ankle while pressing his head onto it as well.

" shall we prepare you for the ceremony, my lord? " The bird asked while the man looked down at his companion. 



" of course....









𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ;; The invitation.. ( 1 / 2 )

Beginning of the prolouge.





I'm sorry for those who love Eliza, i wanted to make her act like a asshole for some reason.

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