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𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

Waiting sustains an unshakable expectation in my chest, Nigrum is the first sector that shows me a certain warmth and will of its population; funny because it's the second poorest in Atlanta even though it's extremely important for the country, maybe in my government I can change a lot of things around here, however right now all I can do is feel this energy that emanates from the arena that awaits the girl who will fight for the crown, I'm standing in front of the podium; my gaze remains serious as usual, my eyebrows are drawn together expressing the severity of my soul, I stare at the bottom where a floor of dry sand stretches out; the presenter enters at this moment with an extremely exaggerated outfit, in shades of fire and gold, the suit shines that blinds me, he positions himself in the corner of the arena, the microphone goes up to his lips as a wide and false smile is made on his face, he starts a brief introduction and then announces the girl's name; on a beautiful white horse, the redhead is present, her red hair shines under the weak rays of the sun, is long, and sways under the strong breeze that hits while she rides. His presentation is masterfully done, everyone in the arena vibrates with his excellent skills; I am impressed with everything she does as well as her beauty, Ayla Marin, I engrave her name on my mind. When it finally ends, she rides past the podium; her gaze meets mine for a fraction of a second, and I just don't know how to react I remain static; however, like her, I don't look away. The horse passes by as well as the vibrant redhead galloping until it disappears from my sight, I remain stuck there without moving, I only come back to reality when I feel someone hold my shoulder, I turn around and see Thomas smiling like an idiot at me.
________ I think you liked this candidate! - He exclaimed with a malicious air in his voice, I let out a heavy sigh staring at him at last how to deny it when it was almost tattooed on my forehead that yes.
________ Alright, this time you made a good choice! Satisfied?! - My voice sounded stressed and my brother laughs out loud.
________ I knew that at least one would get his attention ...-He nudges me provocatively and then walks away, I took a deep breath preparing my psychology for the next few days, I would have to endure Thom's jokes. The reception after the presentation began monotonously and extremely still, the same self-centered nobles; her words that seemed to sound sweet but at the first opportunity would stab me in the back just out of greed, I brought a glass of wine to my lips feeling the dry wine pull at the end of my tongue, it was at this moment that the red-haired archer made her entrance into the room. main hall of the Arena, she wore a dress red as fire; her hair was totally loose showing how long and seductive it is in a soft ember tone, she walked firmly before so many looks, her expression was as serious as mine, in a matter of seconds she stopped in front of me along with the presenter who smiled too wide in my opinion, however my irises weren't directed at him, they stayed on the young woman who was silently watching me.
_________ Your Highness, this is officially Ayla Marin, Nigrum's competitor for the Diamond Crown.. - he turned to her saying - Miss Marin, this is his Royal Highness Nathan Crowther. My lips finally moved.
_________ It's a pleasure to meet you Miss Marin.. - I took her fingers in mine with the redhead's appraising gaze on my movements, she seemed to twist her face when my lips found the smooth skin of her back, that caught my attention even more.
_________ I don't know if I can say the same.. - The presenter, Louis as I recall; he let out a rather loud grunt at her answer, however I frowned, intrigued by her answer.
_________ Why not? - Polite question, she approached me stopping very close, her irises burned as well as her bright red hair, her reddish lips moved slowly in a whisper.
_________ How to take pleasure in meeting someone who doesn't care about his own people? - When I said that, I trapped the air in my lungs, I wanted to say no at that moment! It wasn't like that, that she was wrong however Louis grabbed her arm pulling her and then saying they should go to an official photo shoot, I didn't have time to answer her barb, leaving me irritated and extremely intrigued she was gone; the rest of the night all that was on my mind was, how did she have the nerve to say that to me?! Is she right?! I don't care about my people?! Ayla Marin, I'm going to find out everything about you! It was my last decision before falling asleep on the journey to the next sector.