Chapter 3

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The next day, Queen Margot waked Cursillia up super early in the morning so she can accompany the Queen to Dawn Castle to sign the wedding contract. Charlotte, who Cursillia thought was very snotty, kept taunting Cursillia of her bloodline in the carriage.

"As you said, I am of PURELY ROYAL BLOOD, while you are half blooded, unlike me! No one will ever welcome you!" Charlotte bragged as Cursillia braided her own hair and dressed into a simple purple gown with a plain, grass stained black apron, with terrestrial dust inside.

Terrestrial dust is an expensive dust made from elementary particles from the other planets. The most expensive one is from Mercury, which was said to fulfill one's desire. Cursillia's mother: Dorothy Maria Evans was a dust weaver, one who is a witch who knows how to conjure this kind of dust.

Secretly, Cursillia knew how too.

Years ago, when her 3 sisters Lumine, Aura and Diana were still living with her, they had no idea that they had a curse called the Bloody Dia in their blood. Once 5 years, this line of people will have to sacrifice their smallest daughter, and the poor girl will have to become a half-living half-dead. So her family did with Diana. There was only one way to get her back alive. That was having revenge on the person's relative.

"Okay Charlotte, we know you're the BEST." Cursillia said angrily while slapping the hairbrush on the table and adjusting her gown. "Even if your pure blood doesn't mean you have no horrible and toxic people in your bloodline." She said while smirking wickedly.

"Oh you did not!" Charlotte gasped in disbelief "When we go out of this room we will not speak of this moment again!"

"Yes Lottie."

When they both went outside Queen Margot was busy packing the baggage.

"The documents will be with me!" Queen Margot said while stepping in the carriage. "Charlotte and Cursillia, please come to the carriage, we don't have all day!" Charlotte and Cursillia, come sit with me!"

So the both of them, still mad at each other, sat next to the queen.

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