Because She has My Back! (Charlotte Katakuri x oc )

Chapter 4: Unveiled Deceptions

Back in the mystical realm of Moors, the crown princess Lunika and her cousins Beatrix, Cordelia, and Katharina had returned after their eventful visit to Whole Cake Island. The enchanting landscapes welcomed them with open arms, a stark contrast to the bustling streets of the candy-filled paradise they had left behind.

Lunika's heart felt heavy with the knowledge that her days with one of her cousins which she treats like sisters were numbered. The impending arranged marriage hung over them like a storm cloud, casting a shadow on their every step. Her playful demeanor hid the turmoil she felt inside, a turmoil she shared only with her sisters. As they walked through the ethereal forests of Moors, she couldn't shake off the memory of the encounter with the enigmatic man on Whole Cake Island.

Meanwhile, Henry Moors, the ambitious uncle of Lunika, had hatched a sinister plan. A plan that would change the course of Lunika's destiny and shatter the fragile peace of the kingdom. He sought to remove her from the throne by presenting her as a candidate to Big Mom Pirates.

He had conspired with a treacherous ally within the castle walls, a member of the council who shared his ambitions. The poison that would induce a deep slumber had been carefully mixed into Lunika's afternoon tea. It was undetectable, the bitter after taste hid under bitterness of tea, a harbinger of the bitter fate that awaited her.

As the potion took effect, Lunika felt her surroundings blur and sway. Her vision grew hazy, and her body became heavy as if pulled into a bottomless abyss. She collapsed onto the couch, unconsciousness claiming her like a thief in the night.

In her vulnerable state, she was carried to a hidden chamber within the castle, hidden from the prying eyes of her loyal subjects. There, chains were wrapped around her delicate form, binding her to a wooden cross that was raised high. The iron nails were brought forth, their malevolent purpose shrouded in darkness.

The nails were driven through the flesh of her wings, the agony ripping through her like a storm. Lunika's unconscious form twitched in pain, her soft whimpers unheard by anyone but the cold stone walls that witnessed her torment.

The iron nails, infused with an ancient curse, held her wings captive. Even the slightest touch of the iron caused her skin to burn, while prolonged contact threatened to drain her strength. It was a cruel and calculated move, meant to incapacitate the crown princess and strip her of her innate power.

Meanwhile, the day for the council to send their princesses to Big Mom Pirates drew near. The ship was prepared, adorned with lavish gifts and disguised with extravagant offerings. Among these gifts, a hidden secret lay in wait. Henry Moors' calculated scheme was poised to unfold, and Lunika's fate was entwined with its cruel design.

On the day of departure, a group of envoys and members of the council set sail for Whole Cake Island, their ship laden with treasures and potential brides. Henry's sinister plan was set in motion as the ship reached its destination.

Under the guise of presenting an impressive gift to the Big Mom Pirates, a grand cross was revealed. It stood tall and imposing, intricately adorned with ornate carvings. As the disguise was cast aside, the gasps of shock and disbelief reverberated through the air.

"Gasp- t..That's.. our crown princess" someone from the envoy couldn't keep their mouth shut.

Upon the cross was Lunika, her wings chained and nailed, her once-proud and beautiful form marred by the cruelty that had been inflicted upon her. The sight was both shocking and heart-wrenching, a betrayal of trust and a flagrant violation of Moors' ancient customs.

The Big Mom Pirates looked on with amusement, their mirth at the unexpected turn of events evident in their expressions. Charlotte Linlin herself watched with an amused smile, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of intrigue and confusion.

The shock among the members of Moors' delegation was palpable. Whispers of disbelief and outrage spread like wildfire, and Lunika's cousins Beatrix, Cordelia, and Katharina stood frozen, their eyes wide with horror at the sight before them.

Henry Moors stood defiantly, his eyes locked onto Lunika's frail form. He held a sense of triumph in his heart, believing that this act would secure his position and eliminate the threat Lunika posed to his ambitions.

The fate of the crown princess now hung in the balance, her destiny uncertain as the consequences of Henry's treachery rippled through the air. In that moment, Moors stood divided, torn between loyalty, betrayal, and the legacy of an ancient bloodline.

In that moment, the closed eyes finally start to flutter, and every flutter of those bright colored and long lashes, the breaths of men and women hitch. The head that hangs low slowly regains its once proud demeanor. Chin high... Deep blue sapphire eyes looking down at everyone around. Although her expression is unreadable, the now chapped lips continue to grin.