~ You've been such a good girl tonight ~
Emaline Throndsone
"Greetings, everyone. It's good to see all our family members gathered here today to celebrate our connection to one another and look forward to putting our young royal permanently in her role. We also have our annual brawl with Brielle against Danielle challenging her for her pet. Another year, another fang. The back field, in ten minutes. Do enjoy the rest of this wonderful evening otherwise. Thank you." Rosaline was elegant without any flaws, but she seemed like she had a lot of secrets that were well hidden, but she reminded me of Randoll because of their resemblance, which made me want to throw up
Rosaline got off the stage along with the rest of the royal committee.Danielle seemed to be ready to throw punches with the glare that she was giving towards Brielle when in turn Brielle seemed to not care about the situation as a whole.
Although that wasn't my main focus, of how they acted. Brielle was going to have a fist fight because of me, and all of those who had eyes wouldn't stop staring at me, and having Brielle's blazer didn't help in any way. I felt very conscious of my every move as I made my way outside and found myself loving the weather as the cool breeze hit me in the dark night. It was calming.
As I made my way further into the field, I saw a layer of bricks on the ground in the form of a circle. It seemed as the most perfect setting that I found it mesmerizing, and I felt it calling for me to touch it, but before I could
"Beauty, isn't it?" As I turned to the voice, I was met with Rosaline. She was more elegant up close, but it made my stomach curl into a knot. The more I looked at her, the more I resented her for looking like Randoll, although it had nothing to do with her. "My name is Rosaline." She extended her hand, seeing how I wasn't going to reply to her question, but I took her hand, shaking it with no words attached
I already talked to Stella. I don't think talking to her aunt would work in my favor
"I'm assuming Brielle told you not to speak to anyone. She can be so secretive, I didn't think she would be the same with her lover."
Why does everyone think I'm her lover?
I turned my attention back to the layer of bricks catching sight of Brielle and Danielle in bras and shorts ready to fight. The outfits they wore made them seem as if they knew what was going to transpire this evening, or did they have that in a storage room somewhere.
Brielle stood a few inches outside the circle that proved to be some sort of boxing ring as Danielle stood at the opposite end, and then someone came in between them wearing an all white shirt and matching shorts. He seemed to be a referee of what was going on. He checked Danielle and Brielle of what could be only assumed as weaponry, but while Brielle was being checked, it seemed to be more aggressive and overboard
"Brielle brought in a magical amplifier once that made her powers strong and out of control more than it already was." Rosaline told me as if she was reading my mind, or maybe she actually was, but why was she even engaging with me after I chose not to speak to her
"No weapons, armor, jewelry, or helper of any sort. The winner cuts head first. You will not be allowed to exit the barrier, nor will you be able to call an out. You may begin! "the referee simply said as he moved out of the circle to give them some space and to get away from the action
The first move started off with Danielle, who ran straight towards Brielle at a speed that I quite fully see from where she was and how she moved from there. As she moved closer, Brielle seemed more relaxed, almost bored as she looked at her. Danielle's eyes turned pink, and as soon they did a force hit that made Brielle tilted backward, but all she did was roll her eyes in annoyance.
"Brielle isn't easy to please, and yet I'm shocked at how you have managed to please her. She gets bored and quit easily, although she can hide it well from time to time. Unfortunately, she can't get anything past me." Rosaline reminded me of her presence as she pointed out based one what I noticed or did she notice too?
As Brielle was adjusting back to her normal stance from Danielle's first attack. Danielle ran towards her at the constant speed as before and attempted to throw a punch for her face, but Brielle was twice as fast as her. Her eyes turned right, and she was next to Danielle, delivering a punch that threw her across the ring, and she hit the magical force field, and before Danielle could catch her breath, Brielle kept kicking her.
Danielle soon came back on her feet as she pushed off Brielle from her and tried her best to aim, but then it was over. Brielle had cut her head off with one kick that was aimed at the neck.
She made it seem so easy
"And we have a winner!! Raining champion of 30 years." The referee took her hand and raised it as the audience clapped. Some in disbelief and some in pure happiness, it was difficult to differentiate the two, but I could feel it
"You've been such a good girl tonight." I jumped a little when I heard Brielle behind, but I instantly melted as soon as it sank in that it was her as her words of praise did something in my stomach. "Talking to Rosaline, I see." She nipped at my ear
"I'm actually talking to myself in front of her. I didn't know you had such a lover." Rosaline said those words as if she was disgusted by me
'Such a lover,' she says
"You don't know a lot. Instead of meddling in my love life, get one of your own. It's much more satisfying than being bored. Let's go, Emaline."
I think my heart just made a back flip or where those just tinglings in my body. Brielle just protected me and put her aunt off just because she knew her words hit me in the wrong spot or if she just did that because she won me. I can't believe she actually fought over me. Am I blushing?
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