Chapter 1. THE PLAN

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                                    WINTER

"Happy Birthday Winter" One of my friends said with a most excited smile, "Thank you so much and thanks for coming" I said it with a genuine smile even though my cheeks are hurting from smiling for too long, god I have to stop this.

"Winter! " Someone called me from behind me knowing exactly who this is and I also know that I'm in trouble by the way he calls me.

"Hey" I said it with the sympathizing face to the person standing in front of me, Chris. "Stop it with your puppy face, it's not going to work this time" Damn it! He knows me too well "well I know what you're going to say and I don't want it right now" I said it with the Tiredness consuming me.

"Winter be serious we've been planning this for 2 months you can't ruin it now moreover you're the one who pleaded me to agreeing to this plan"
"Did he arrived yet? " I asked
"No"
"Then I can rest for 5 mi-"
"No!"
"Lawrel Winter get ready and be down stairs in 15 mins, got it? "
"Fine... But he hasn't arrive-"
"Not going to argue on this" He turned his back on me and walked away.

This is why I hate parties. I pleaded him? Correct, for the birthday party? Hell No!

So 2 months ago our lawyer uncle gave me a letter saying that it's from my grandmother, according to him she gave him the letter when I was 3 years old and asked him to give it to me when I turned 25.

I didn't understand anything on the letter but there's a map attached to it, with weeks of trying everything I can I finally able to open the map and still got confused of what this route leads to and where is this place?

When I was a kid my mother used to tell me that my grandmother was a researcher, means she'll go to the outside world to know about the culture and languages and come back here to publish it for us to know better about outside world.

That's how my grandmother met my grandfather. They fell in love and decided to be together but our village heads opposed to it and gave her 2 options either to leave the man or leave the kingdom, eventually she left this kingdom.

Our village heads put one condition that their future kids will be raised in this kingdom as they have magic in their blood and it's too dangerous for them to grow in the outside world.

Even though it's heart breaking for my grandmother to leave my mother, she decided to let her go for her own safety. She used to visit my mother every once in a while to see how she's doing without her and communicate with her daily using her pendent.

After my mother died the pendant was given to me but she never communicated with me, I wonder what happened to her. The letter she passed me has an address to it, why would someone write the address if they are going to give it to you anyway?

To answer all these questions there's only one simple solution.
To meet her directly.

So I came up with a plan which took me 3 days to convince my little brother (the word little does not suit him at all) and here we are. I'm so tired from all the sword fighting tests happened in school that I can't even move my hand, and how can he expect me to wear this huge floor length dress.

He sometimes likes to exaggerate these small events, anyway I've gained the remaining energy I have to do my hair and makeup

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He sometimes likes to exaggerate these small events, anyway I've gained the remaining energy I have to do my hair and makeup. And I'm ready to go.

The plan is simple we invited our friends to my birthday party including the Village head's son, his name is Robert. He is the biggest playboy of our village everyone knows this except our village head. And this guy is in the charge of the transportation of herbal plants and medicines from outside world to the village through ships, and my brother heard somewhere that Robert has a huge crush on me.  Evil smile is clearly visible on my face but it doesn't suit me so let's drop it .

I've checked myself in the full length mirror one last time and decided to go downstairs. As I'm on the stairs everyone stopped doing what they were doing and gave me their full attention, god! Why are they doing this? I feel so nervous right now what if I fell down on the stairs these heels are not too trustable anyway, No No focus you can do this Winter Focus.

All I have to do is cut the damn cake and dance with a few men hopefully not Robert in the ball room, that's it I can do this I think so.

So far so good I haven't seen Robert anywhere near me probably because my little brother took the honours of grabbing his attention. And these heels are killing me, all I want to do now is take these off and go to bed but what can I do another guy approached me asking for a dance, how can I say no this is my own party.

I took his hand started to move according to the music.His sharp features are on point against this dim light. Something about this guy gives me evil vibes probably because of his cold expression, I decided to shake off those feelings and tried to start a conversation, maybe do a background check on him later.

"what's your name?" I asked, a smirk appeared on his face and said "why? So you do a background check on me princess?"  What?! How can he read my mind? He must be a level 3 "Did you just called me princess? Please I'm not a kid, just call me Winter" I tried to divert the topic so I said it with confidence even though I'm shaking inside.

I wonder what he's thinking  "I'm not as evil as you think maybe more than that but don't worry I won't hurt you" Another guy approached me for a dance and this guy respectably bow to me and whispered to me "Happiest Birthday Franslin" This sentence gave me chills considering how most of the people don't know my middle name, who is he? He quickly disappeared into the crowd and left me with the guy asked me to dance.

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