Alethea is a kind soul trying to navigate a chaotic world while searching for her place in it. When she discovers she's the lost princess of a vanished planet, her life becomes even more complicated, forcing her to confront a destiny she never asked...
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Here are most of my drafts. I did some editing, but the writing might seem a bit rushed. I'm struggling to be consistent and actually publish them. But I suddenly found my motivation so here we have another chapter.
Alethea's POV:
"Alethea, Stella..." Bloom's voice pierced the heavy silence as we trudged back to our dormitory at Alfea, the ancient and imposing school for Fairies. The tension between us was almost palpable. "Why did you bring me here?"
I furrowed my eyebrows, taken aback by the unexpected question. It wasn't confusion that held me, but surprise, trying to understand why she would bring this up now. "What do you mean?"
"Because of me..." Bloom's voice trembled as she paused, her fists clenching tightly until her knuckles turned white. "Because of my selfishness, they took the Dragon Flame from me, and now the entire Magic Dimension is in jeopardy because of my actions."
"I'm sure it's not the end of the world," Stella interjected, her tone aiming for reassurance. Yet, I noticed the guilt flickering in her eyes. She and I had brought Bloom to Alfea, and now look at the situation.
"What happened, happened." I spoke softly, trying to convey a sense of calm. Bloom jolted at my words, her eyes locking onto mine. "You can't change the past. The only option now is to move forward."
Bloom offered me a small smile, though it carried a tinge of sadness. "...That's right."
We finally reached our dorm room, and I pushed the door open gently, revealing the darkened interior as the lights were off. "Here we are."
We moved quietly, attempting not to wake the others, but a creak of one of the bedroom doors announced we weren't alone, knowing explanations were imminent.
The overhead light flickered on, and I was suddenly enveloped in a warm embrace. I glanced down to see Flora, her eyes brimming with worry.
"Flora..." I whispered, realizing just how much I needed that hug. I wrapped my arms around her in return, finding solace in her presence.
"I was so worried," Flora confessed, her brows knitting together in concern as she examined Bloom and me. "The bruises... What exactly happened out there?"
"We're fine, Flora," Bloom assured her, though Flora's worry didn't waver. Musa and Tecna stood nearby, mirroring Flora's concerned expression. "You have no idea how good it is to see you."
"We just got ambushed by our favourite Witches," I explained quietly, watching as their eyes widened in shock.
"You guys don't look half bad," Musa mused, her eyes scanning our bruises. "Considering you got jumped by a bunch of Witches."
