Once Upon Us (Suddenly Became A Princess One Day)

Chapter One

DISCLAIMER : May contain spoilers from the manwa/novel.

SUMARRY: Short daily snipets of the relationship between Athanasia and Lucas.

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CHAPTER ONE

I stared at the mess around me. Paints, yarns, silk ribbons, trinkets of different sizes, and scissors were scattered like bombs in a mine field across the floor of my bedroom. I even had streaks of paint on my morning dress.

Goodness.

I closed my eyes and slowly took a deep breath.

Everything around me started floating. Items, once strewn, started to gracefully glide in midair. I started humming softly as my fingers continued their motion, like a concert master in an orchestra, with nothing but the energy of the wind as my aid. I snapped my fingers, and then 'poof', everything was squeaky clean and in rightful order.

"Well, this is much easier than I thought." I mussed. They did say I'm a genius.

"So, this is what you're doing."

I looked around, and there he was, always barging in my bedroom like he owned the place. He didn't even knock on the door.

"Lucas."

My mentor. The infamous magician of the black tower. Dark hair. Red eyes. Spawn of the devil.

"You missed a spot though."

"Wha-" I stopped mid sentence as he walked over, cupped my face, and wiped what must've been a smudge of paint. I became as stiff as a pole as the room suddenly became warmer for some reason. As usual, he's crossing the line so casually. We've been like these for years, and the longer the time passed by, the harder it is for me to examine how, when, or where our relationship exactly began to change.

And yet, I still have no freaking idea what he really thinks of me. Is he serious? Or is this some kind of a game? Is he treating me like this just because I'm a constant source of amusement for him?

"What do you want so early in the morning?" I said grumpily. I just want to shove this uncomfortable questions somewhere down the drain.

"I need your help."

Well, that's new.

"What kind of help?" I asked with a tiny bit of hesitation. Lucas will always be, well, Lucas. Most of the time I don't know what's going on in his head, but, he saved my ass so many times.

Ah, it's so hard to have a conscience. Unlike this person..

"I just need a volunteer in a magic demonstration. Those idiots are pestering me to teach them."

"Then, why me?" I frowned.

"Only you can do it." He stared at me rather intently. "I'll just explain once we get there.".

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So, here I was, 'volunteering' my pretty face on the line as Lucas started teaching them how shield magic works. Basically, shield magic is a form of protective spell that manipulate space and energy to act as a barrier from different forces, usually an enemy's attack.