A girl is born with the ability to manipulate plants and health, but with a horrible past causing pain and sorrow she uses her powers selfishly, until two charming men come along to try and change her for the better.
The night of the day before her 15th birthday, her mother died from a heartattack. As her mother lies still and lifeless in her arms, a sudden sensation within her body she's never felt before sparks, she didn't know what to think of it, so she decided to leave the house hoping it would distract her thoughts but the same question kept circling around in her head. "What the hell was that feeling?" her thoughts got interrupted by a group of disgusting, greasy, and perverted boys. "What's a sweet little thing like you doing out and about all alone?" One asked while his two other friends stayed in the back and snickered. "Was the a threat I heard?" She turned around to face each of them. "Maybe it was, Maybe it wasn't." A guy in the back said. "Here's an idea. How about you and your little minions leave me the hell alone, and go and find another bitch to put your filthy hands on." She rotated her eyes among all of them. The two in the back stepped back but the one up front stood his ground. "Ooh, fiesty. Thats always an attractive trait in a woman." He roughly grabbed her wrists with a devilish smirk. In return, she slowly raised her head to meet his gaze with an ice cold one of her own, and in her calmest voice. "Get your filthy ass hands off of me before I make them." His eyes widened with fear a little before he put his mask on again. "And what would a little elf like you do to me?" He leaned and whispered into her ear. "Wouldn't you like to know?" He leaned back as she said that and she maintained her stare with him. "I would love to." He leaned toward her again, not expecting what she was going to do. She head butts him and knees him in the stomach causing him to keel over and release her wrists, and she socks him in the groin. He falls over in pain and lays on the gound. She steps over him with a sweet smile on her face. "Don't underestimate me." she hissed and looked up with the same sweet smile on her face "Anyone else? No? Ok. Have a good night." She strides off confidently towards her house to prepare for her 15th birthday by herself. Once she got home she went straight to her mother's room to shut the door and proceeded to her own room for a dreamless sleep. By dawn, she woke with a jolt to the sound of loud pounding upon her front door. "Who the hell is awake at the crack of dawn?" Another round of pounding comes. "Ugh! I'm coming! Don't get your damn panties in a bunch." She crawled out of her bed and sluggishly walked towards the front door, she opens the door to a blaring trumpet in her face. Talk about a wake up call. "Miss Lilla, you have been summoned by the Queen if Argonaut, to join the royals in a formal luncheon." She just stood there agape. Argonaut was the biggest royal city in the whole country, it's ruled by a mighty queen with the power of a million suns, and her son, Prince Josiah, has the power to manipulate minds. "Uh... Miss you alright?" "Oh, yeah, yeah I'm fine just a little shocked is all. When is this Luncheon?" "Immediately the day after you arrive.Which is in two days. When you arrive I mean" "Wait! We're leaving now!?" "Yes ma'am that is correct. You don't have to pack anything. For we are going to get them throughout the journey there." With a swish if his coat he started walking towards a big, elegant carriage. She just stands there watching his retreating figure in shock. "Let's go! We don't have all day!" He shouted from the carriage as he climbed onto the horseman mount. She hurried down the small hill to the carriage, and it jerked to life right when she got in. "So Lilla? How'd your parents come up with that name?" She turned her head only to come face to face with a handsome man looking at her curiously. "You making fun of my name? Beside, why does it matter? And how the hell do you know my name?" She glared. "Questions always in threes... No, it doesn't matter and I read about you on the way to pick you up. My name is Ezekial Hampton. I'm your new personal assistant." He held out his hand hoping she would put hers in his so he could kiss it as a sign of respect, but she refused and rolls her eyes to look out the window mentally preparing herself for the long journey ahead.
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