The Angelic Devil

DARKLY BEAUTIFUL

Hello folks! It's been a while since I have updated So today you have a longer chapter of 1289 words .

I looked down at the cloths scattered over my bed.I've been trying to figure out what to wear to the ball.I had thought to go in my fighting gears with the comfort of my weapons at my sides,but the king had made it clear that I was supposed to go as a guest which means I had to dress like a noble lady and not the 'Angelic Devil had come to crash the party look.

I sighed in frustration and glared at the pile of black fabric that was supposed to be my cloths.Despite being a women I never wore anything like how the women here liked to carry themselves in , in fact it wondered me how they were able to breath in that too tight corset of theirs and the thought of all that layers of fabrics slowing me down when I came face to face with a life and death situation horrified me.

I was about to give up and stalk out of the room , when I heard a pounding on my door , I walked back to the hall and threw open the door totally annoyed .Normally I would've taken a weapon with me just in case, but I had feeling that I knew who was at the other side of the door.Just as expected Waverly stood at the door with a huge grin plastered on her face.Her ice blonde hair was down,framing her heart shaped face.She wore a simple but elegand gown in emerald shade that complimented her big honey brown eyes.She looked beautiful as always.

"What" I asked my annoyance evident in my tone.

She sighed and said "Atleast you could pretend you are happy to see me".

Waverly was the bastard child of the late king whom he had taken under his wing when she was eight years old.Her mother was a lowborn the king no doubt had took advantage of and later had regretted his vile act .Her mother died of starvation and Waverly would had been too if the king hadn't found her and had treated her nice because of guilt.Though the current king doesn't like her he had spared her when he took over.

Waverly was a year younger than me.That day when my life turned upside down and everything in it came tumbling down I had fallen to my knees , my legs had lost the ability to hold me up and the guards had dragged me and dumped me in a room.I was completely devastated as I saw my life shattered and in splinters.Then , I had heard light footsteps approaching me but I hadn't bothered to get up and remained on the floor staring into space even my tears had abandoned me.It was Waverly who came to me and had sat with me on the cold floor all night comforting me with her presence as I desperately tried to gather my shattered self.

Since then she had become a kind of friend to me but I was afraid to get close to her , I couldn't put another life in danger to chase away my loneliness.Although I tried to push her away she came even closer and I had stopped trying and kept this little Friendship a  secret and she kept the deadness inside me away to an extend.

Waverly saw the pile of cloths on the bed and smiled triumphantly.

"I knew you couldn't pull this off with your poor taste in clothing" she said.

I rolled my eyes . "Are you going to help me out or not ?" I asked.

If the king had asked me to go to battle it would have been a piece of cake but choosing a dress to attend a ball was way out of my league.

"Oh poor Citrine what would have you done without me.Now wait until my magical hands work on you" She said by wiggling her fingers infront of my face.

She walked back to the door and I heard her talking when she was done came back with another set of footsteps following her.She emerged from the hall with a maid in tow , who carried a long box along with many other boxes . Waverly started moving the weapons on the dresser where I had thrown them not long ago and dismissed the maid when she was done stacking them on it.

"What the hell are these"

"our king was kind enough to lend you a dress and other things since you were going to represent his kingdom". She said and I snorted.

" The king and kindness are like oil and water , they don't quiet mix well" I said without humour. She chuckled at that and started pushing me towards the bathroom.

" Now go take a quick shower we don't have much time"

I took my sweet time in bathing just to annoy her and when I stepped out and saw her pacing I knew I had won.

"What took you so long I thought you drowned in there"she said while pushing me towards stool infront of the mirror and I saw all the boxes were open and their items neatly placed infront of me.

" Now it's time to let your feminine side shine my dear Citrine ". Then she set to work on my face.She opened various containers and started applying them on my face then she moved to my eyes , lining them with kohl and coating my lids with something black making them look more mysterious.Finally she painted my lips in a reddish brown shade.When she was done she took out a crimson gown from the large box which I had to admit was really beautiful. Small black raw cut gems were scattered on the bodice which glinted in the candlelight and the bottom flowed down to the floor like a river of blood and I noticed that the dress was very thin layered and batttle friendly.

Waverly helped me into the dress , the material soft on my skin and it hugged my body showing off my curves and it was strapless that left  my shoulders bare which made me very very uncomfortble.I sat down to do my hair and soon her graceful fingers decended on my hair.

After she was done I looked at the mirror and gasped, I could barely recognize myself.I looked dangerously beautiful with the smoky eyes and dark painted lips that stood stark against my pale face which now glowed from whatever Waverly had applied on it.My hair was pulled into an elegant bun with few strands on  loose on either side framing my face.Waverly's hands were indeed magical.

"what did you do to me" I asked utterly amazed "

"You are born beautiful all I did was enhance it" She said in a proud tone.

I was now dressed for the ball but I will not step out of this room without any weapons.So I strapped a dagger at my thigh.Waverly rolled her eyes at the dagger and gave me a 'seriously' look.

" Look , I know it's your mission but please try to have some fun okay"

I looked her straight in the eye and said." I can't have fun while my sister is living in a cold and dark dungeon" my voice sounded cold.
Hurt hooded her eyes ,I immediately regretted what I said but could not take it back because it was the truth and truth always hurt.

She recovered and smiled at me.

"oh I almost forgot the mask" She smacked her head lightly with her palm and took out a black mask which was also splattered by black raw cut gems.Waverly placed it on my face so that I now stood facing the mirror.

I looked dark and mysterious just like my name suggested, I looked like the Angelic Devil.

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