The Reborn Witch Princess

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The next day, the queen and Rara reconvened in the palace garden in the afternoon. The sun cast a warm, golden light over the meticulously tended flowers and shrubs, creating a serene and picturesque setting.

The queen, poised and graceful, began to explain the process to Rara. "For beginners, you must sit cross-legged and place your index fingers and pinky fingers on either side of your head, just above your ears," she instructed, demonstrating the posture with practiced ease.

Rara mimicked the queen's movements, settling onto the soft grass. "Inhale, exhale, concentrate," the queen continued, her voice calm and soothing.

Rara, already accustomed to magical practices, found the technique relatively straightforward. Her innate magical abilities seemed to accelerate her progress. Within moments, she felt herself slipping into a meditative state, and her surroundings began to dissolve into a strange, mystical space.

As she looked around, Rara saw the fog fairies—ethereal beings with translucent wings and luminescent bodies—gathered before her. Their expressions ranged from wary to discontented, a stark contrast to the ethereal beauty of their surroundings.

Rara felt a swell of pride. 'Humph! There's a reason I was chosen for this role!'

Despite their apparent displeasure, the fairies were bound by their duty as emissaries of the Gods. Their role was to mediate between the worlds, and they could not refuse their obligations.

"Sisters, I'm here!" Rara announced with a grin, addressing the fairies with a sense of purpose.

The fire fairy, a figure of flickering flames and intense eyes, stepped forward with a resigned sigh. "Since you're here, we must explain the rules of the Chosen Lady. First, you are considered holy and must guard against any impure thoughts. Second, you are expected to assist people and nations in times of crisis. Third, you must foster harmony between humans and the supernatural."

The water fairy, with a serene, flowing demeanor, added, "There are additional minor rules, which we will disclose as needed."

Rara's brow furrowed in confusion. "Additional rules?"

The wind fairy, with a voice like a gust of wind, scoffed. "Do you think you'll remain in Haguar's Kingdom forever? You are the Chosen Lady for all worlds, not just this one. Selfish thoughts are unacceptable."

Rara stood there, stunned, trying to process their words. The realization that she was expected to maintain purity of thought while addressing her personal desires, such as revenge, was daunting. The notion of not staying in Haguar's Kingdom and the implications for her parents left her unsettled.

"So, what is my next step?" she asked, trying to regain her focus.

The earth fairy, with a grounded and serious expression, responded, "Your first task is a test. The small kingdom of Loton is suffering from a famine. You must travel there, investigate the cause of the famine, and help them resolve it."

With that, Rara was gently expelled from the mystical space and returned to the garden.

"...Hara?..." The queen's voice brought her back to reality as she waved her hand in front of Rara's face.

Rara stood and bowed deeply, her expression a mix of gratitude and resolve. "Your Highness, thank you for the lesson. The fairies have assigned me a mission to assist the small kingdom of Loton with their famine."

The queen, showing genuine concern, quickly grasped Rara's hands and guided her to stand up straight. "When are you leaving?" she asked, her voice tinged with worry.

The queen's concern was palpable; she had come to see Rara almost as a daughter. The idea of her embarking on a long journey was distressing.

"It seems I need to leave immediately. The people of Loton are in urgent need of help, and without assistance, they might suffer greatly," Rara replied, her tone serious.

The queen, after a moment's contemplation, nodded. "In that case, I will ask the king to send Prince Xavier with you."

Rara's heart skipped a beat at the mention of Prince Xavier. The thought of traveling with him made her pulse quicken. She quickly interjected, "Your Highness, there's no need to trouble Prince Xavier with this. I can manage on my own."

The idea of being accompanied by the prince seemed overwhelming, especially considering the king's warning about avoiding romantic entanglements.

"Are you sure?" the queen asked, her brow furrowing.

"Yes, Your Highness." Rara hesitated for a moment, then added, "Your Highness, is it possible for me to visit my parents before I depart?"

The queen's face softened with understanding. "Of course."

Rara's eyes brightened with relief. "Thank you, Your Highness! I'll go right away!" She bowed once more before hurrying towards the castle gate.

"Wait! The carriage..." the queen's words trailed off as she watched Rara sprint out of sight.

Sighing with a smile, the queen turned and headed back to the palace.

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Rara burst through the castle gate, her excitement palpable, only to realize she had overlooked an important detail.

She didn't have a carriage!

In her haste to leave, she had forgotten to arrange transportation. With a groan, she turned around and accidentally collided with a solid, unyielding form.

Rubbing her sore nose, she looked up to see not a wall, but Chief Lisun, who towered over her with a stern expression. Her eyes widened in recognition.

"Chief!" she exclaimed, her voice a mixture of relief and frustration.

"What are you doing here?" Chief Lisun's tone was clipped and serious.

"I need to get to my parents! Chief, please, could you lend me your carriage?" Rara pleaded, gripping his arm with hopeful eyes.

The guards stationed at the gate exchanged astonished glances, their eyes wide as they observed Rara's fervent plea to their chief.

Clearing his throat, Chief Lisun shot a sharp look at the guards before leading Rara to the left side of the castle, where the guard's vehicles were parked.

He approached his sleek black BMW, and after ushering her into the passenger seat, started the engine.

As they drove away from the mansion, Rara glanced at him with a hint of unease. "Can we really just leave like this? Did you get permission from the king?"

Chief Lisun, seeming to anticipate her concerns, replied, "The queen specifically asked me to drive you."

Rara nodded, reassured by his words.

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"Mommy, Daddy!" Rara cried as she enveloped her parents in a tight embrace. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks, a reflection of her deep emotions at the prospect of being away for an extended period.

Her parents, visibly anxious and concerned, welcomed Chief Lisun into their home. They immediately began questioning Rara about the events of the past week.

When they learned that their only daughter, Chihara, was the Chosen Lady, their initial excitement was quickly overshadowed by anxiety. The thought of their daughter embarking on such a crucial role and traveling so far filled them with apprehension.

Despite their worries, Rara reassured them that she would be safe and supported. She explained that she would be accompanied by palace personnel and that the queen had arranged for a tutor to continue her education while she was away.

Her parents, though still worried, found some comfort in her reassurances and the knowledge that she would not be alone on her journey.

However, Rara did not mention the incident involving Arabella.