What's mine is yours, But what's mine is mine

Chapter 22: Ancestry - Sands of time

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The round, pink, crystal gave off a mesmerizing light as she held it against the moonlight.

It had been in her possession as long as she could remember. Yet, there was something about it that held her interest, held her being, held her in question.

"You should act more of a princess." That was her royal aide. Noting how unladylike she sat with one leg dangling on the tree branch and the other folded, where her right arm rested. The mere climbing of a tree was already unladylike in itself. And there she was.

The loyal attendant, being the best friend that she is, never tires of reminding the Şahzadə about proper decorum down to the tiniest of details.

"And be careful with that! Flaunting that thing around like it's nothing! Sheesh! When will you ever learn?" Yeah, she almost forgot. Yesterday, like many times before, she lost the jewel when she dropped it near the hay stacks, where the animals feed.

She'll get a handful from the feisty woman if she lost it again. The attendant sat at the center of the campfire and the village kids gathered around to listen to another tale before retiring for the night.

"Ne, big sister, can you tell us again how the jewel saved our village a long, long time ago?"

She smiled at that. Even she who had heard the story for the nth time, and she who had practically lived with it, never tires of hearing the old tale.

The shikon no tama was said to have once saved their village from a sand storm sent by the gods to wipe out the evil that had grown in the hearts of the villagers. The jewel could grant any wish. But only one. It is said that once used, the powers of the jewel will be unleashed, and it will disappear. Reappearing again after a hundred years, finding its rightful owner.

The attendant had already started her story. But she was already too lost in her reverie to care. Her eyes set on the vast dry land in front.

There were many versions of the story told.

One in particular was that of a goddess who fell in love with a demon. And this was her favorite version.

She had dreams. Dreams of being the goddess herself. Dreams so vivid it were almost real.

Being the romantic that she is, she brushed it off aside. Just my crazy imaginations haunting me at night.

And she could imagine them meeting right here. In that spot over the trees, bordering the village, protecting it from the unforgiving dessert and sand storms.

"Go on now little children. The night had already fallen upon the earth. If you stay out, creatures of the dark will come to take you away." She lied trying to scare them off.

"Ne, sister, you are just playing pranks on us." one of the little boys retorted.

"Oh? Am i?" She playfully ruffled her hair to make it messy. Raised her arms in the air and made what looked like a claw with her hands. "Rawrrrr."

"Ahh, sister, you meanie!" And the village kids went running and laughing, off to their respective huts, to the families waiting for them.

She had a smile plastered in her face. Those children never fails to make her day.

She giggled. And despite her disheveled hair, she still looked stunning. She looked rather cute and attractive. Well at least for the silver-haired demon who had been eyeing her for a while.

He was only passing by when he felt a strong aura. He smelled human children too. When he got to where his nose led him, he was amused at what he laid eyes on. A being of holy entity playing with the humans.

"What is a being of your caliber doing here?"

She was fixing her hair when she heard that remark. The demon was leaning at one of the trees to her right. And by all the gods, is he one gorgeous demon.

"I should be saying that. You don't plan on eating those children are you?"

He smirked. "I don't have the appetite for humans."

"Oh?" He picked her interest. "Then, it's me you want?" She asked looking all innocent, not having the slightest clue as to how her question could be easily misunderstood.

"I don't look tasty at all." She ran a look on her clothes. Spreading the length of her dress as she picked her skirt on both sides. She the patted her cheeks. And she bit her lip as if in deep thought.

Now she picked his interest.

With his agility, he was able to close the distance between them. He stood towering her. She wasn't scared at all. She tilted her head up to him, beaming like a child. Her lips shimmer in the moonlight.

"No, you look scrumptious."

He slipped in his hands around her waist. And by all the gods did she felt so soft. She only closed her eyes in anticipation. He leaned down and captured her lips. Giving her the sweetest kiss.

The Şahzadə had no idea how right she was.

Yes, right on that spot, beneath the moonlight, was where her past life and her beloved first met.