A romance/ fantasy/ drama.
Two girls Plexi and Gari overhear a myth about a tale of the Moonlight dagger and if you find it powers would be granted to you. They go on an adventure trying to find this dagger and meet people on the way. There's even...
Since I turned seven I've always been expected of high expectations. Being drowned in the seas of work and training with nothing but a tiny chunk of freedom. That's what I get for being born the princess of Skotono. A royal title to my name since I first saw light in this world. It wasn't that bad but stressful. I still walk the halls of the castle with pride of being what I am.
My training starts in twenty minutes, plenty of time to spare from my last class. I like to read in the library or secretly go into town to see the "peasants" as my father calls them.
My heels click below me as I strut to my room to get my cloak, town was two minutes away I had plenty of time. I change my heels to dirty loafers to hide my identity, for if my father found out he would be furious.
I clip my cape to hide my outfit. I tip toe out to the yard and to a secret exit I found while exploring when I was a little girl. I sneak through the stone path and head to town.
I hear the people buzzing, shouting, talking, whispering. I here carts bump along the dirt roads of the town. Dirt and dust in clouds flys low to the ground. I wander around the stands of food and products. The messengers fly above the crowd with bags full of mail to deliver.
I look at the clouds as I walk. BAM. I get knocked back onto the ground. I look to see I hit. I plead "I'm so sorry." I help pick up the grocery's that I made her spill. We stand up. I smile and look into her red-orange eyes.
We stood there for a minute when my wrist buzzed. I look down to my watch and observe the time, five minutes until my training. I smile and wave my goodbyes as I cut through the crowd and back to the forest we're my path peacefully lay. I sprint back to my room avoiding the workers of the palace that were bound to question my activities. I change my shoes back and walk daintily to the door.
"Your three seconds late." My instructor Mr. Fu, taunts. Get changed quick and I won't tell your father he chuckles I rush to get dressed in my armor.
I push open the golden engraved oak doors. My parents sit at the table, awaiting my arrival. My dad firmly states. "Almost, I thought we would have another incident." His strict eyes burned into my mind.
I remembered the sting of the whip over and over never going lighter or easy on me. The very whip that caused my scar. The very whip that shaped me the way I am. The very whip my father held.
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Remember to remember that red-eyed girl.. She just MIGHT be important later...
