The Rise of an Fallen Angel

Chapter 1

In the ballroom I stood there in the corner all alone while everyone else danced and had fun in the middle. This is nothing new for me. That's how it's always been. It was a scenario that had been repeating itself for 19 years and would probably remain unchanged in the future. The longing for friends and a touch of normality gnawed at me. Somehow I would be happy to have friends. Despite my noble name, Ronan, which was considered the most powerful after the royal family, no one dared to talk to me, and I couldn't bring myself to talk to anyone or even dance with a boy. My family name is Ronan and we are the most powerful family after the Royal. My parents are the strongest for the Royal Family and like the right hand. Unfortunately my parents have been missing for 4 years. They never returned on a secret mission from the king. The king didn't even tell us what the mission was or where it was. Luckily I still have my brother, but he's usually on the go because he's also very strong. He has special powers and is excellent at sword fighting. I, on the other hand, am nothing special to society and a disgrace. The only good thing about me is my looks. I am truly beautiful. I have long dark brown hair, red eyes, my skin is very light and radiant like porcelain, long dark eyelashes and dark red lips. I don't even need much makeup. But I wish I was more than just my looks. On my 10th birthday I had to reveal my powers and it was a disaster. Every nobleman has to go to the royal palace on his 10th birthday, the day on which a person's powers are revealed. All the important people of this country Zinora will be present there. The Royal Family too, of course. It was my turn and I stood in the middle. I concentrated and closed my eyes. But suddenly blood flowed out of my mouth like crazy and I fell on the ground. I suffered excruciating pain as if I was burning from the inside, all my bones were breaking and my organs were bursting. Since that day I have been loathed. I was a disgrace to my special family. My parents, once proud of my sword fighting skills and the knowledge I had acquired, turned away from me in disappointment. The fear of unleashing my powers again kept me trapped in a cocoon of self-doubt and shame.That day ruined my entire life.
Of course I was bullied too. Often the girls of the other nobles made fun of me, hit me and many other things or even manipulated my only friend, who was always on my side, to their side. When that happened, my heart broke deeply.

My brother, surrounded by his friends, barely seemed to notice my presence while the other girls tried desperately to get his attention.An guard yelled: "The Royal Family enters now!" The massive door opened majestically and everyone bowed their heads in respect as the royal family walked down the red carpet. At the head was the King Chassis Valen, with golden hair, violet eyes and a white gold suit. At his side is Queen Lariesa Valen, having black hair, blue eyes and a beautiful white gold dress.

Following behind them were their sons, Chase and Zayn Valen. Chase, with his blonde hair and bright blue eyes, radiated a warmth that attracted everyone around him. He was intelligent, skilled in sword fighting and possessed excellent strength. His brother Zayn, on the other hand, embodied the complete opposite.

With his black hair, pale vampire-like skin and dark purple eyes, Zayn radiated a coldness that made people shiver. His facial expression was so aloof that it spread fear and terror. Despite his extraordinary abilities and his victory in the war against another country, people feared him. Even though he brought this country to victory. For example, at a party in this ballroom 2 years ago. When everyone was dancing, he entered aggressivelyand tried to kill his father , the king. Everyone was even more afraid of him that day. That's why Chase will most likely become the next king and Zayn definitely doesn't like that. When I looked up a little I looked at Zayn and our eyes accidentally met. I quickly looked back at the ground.
As the king and queen sat down on their thrones and gave a short speech, I turned away bored and stared at the wall, daydreaming. My mind was often populated with thoughts and fantasies, as I was more familiar with my inner conversations than with real human encounters. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see one of the King's servants in front of me, who told me, "The King is calling you."

I followed the servant to the king, where my brother was already present, as it seemed as if the king wanted to speak to both of us. The King addressed his words to me with royal authority and said: "It is a pleasure to see you. I had something to discuss with you, more specifically with you, Navi. Soon you will be 20 years old and as you know it is common to get married at this age. Since you come from a distinguished family and I want to build a close relationship with your family, I have decided that you should marry one of my sons. More specifically, my son Zayn Valen. I expect you to seriously consider this opportunity. When a king makes such a request, there is not much to think about. Your parents would also be happy about this connection. As his wife, you will be part of the royal family. However, I expect you to prove yourself worthy of this role. It's unfortunate that you made a mistake on your 10th birthday and brought shame on your family. You should consider it a privilege to marry my son."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My heart was racing like crazy and I couldn't talk. I just wanted to run away and disappear. This marriage offer wasn't a suggestion, it was clearly a threat. I had to marry him. And as if marrying into the royal family wasn't bad enough, I had to marry Zayn. Why not his brother Chase? I would feel more comfortable there, but Zayn. No, he's a devil. I don't want him. He'll just want to kill me. Or what if he tortured me? I'm afraid of it. I just don't want to. Of course I didn't show this uncertainty and fear to the king and looked to my brother. My brother also looked unsettled. I could see it in his eyes. My brother nodded and said, "It is an honor for my sister Navi Ronan to marry into the royal family. We will definitely accept this fantastic offer, Your Highness."

This only made me more angry. But what did I expect from him? His fame is the most important thing to him. He must now be happy to be related to the royal family without thinking about me! This idiot! How can he do something like that to me? How?! I looked back at the king and just smiled. I guess I have to act too. "Of course I accept it, Your Highness. I can't put it into words how honored I feel now. "I won't disappoint you," I replied confidently Feelings talked about. I eat everything in and in and in. Nothing can ever come out. And it will probably stay that way.

The king smiled: "I'll tell Zayn that too. He doesn't know about it yet," he said.

I'm afraid of Zayn's reaction. I hope he won't tell him when I'm present. Best when I return home. The king stood up and the music stopped playing. Damned! I hope he doesn't say that in front of everyone now because if he does, Zayn will really kill me! Everyone turned and looked at him.

"Today I announce a special event that I hope will happen soon. Navi from the special Ronan family, who have served me for years and shown excellent results, will now have a stronger connection with me. Namely, I announce that Navi Ronan will marry my son Zayn Valen!"
There was a silence in the room and I could see the angry faces of the girls who were bullying me. I was extremely embarrassed. I looked around to spot Zayn, but luckily I didn't see him as he always disappeared at balls. Everyone started clapping and cheering. They probably only did it out of force and didn't begrudge me that at all. But just as I turned to face the king, I saw Zayn angrily walking out of the terrace.