The Chosen Heiress

Chapter One: Beginning

Dawn's POV

I opened my eyes, my thin yellow curtains barely hiding the sunlight coming from my window. I slowly sat up, stretching my arms above my head,

"Hey sleepy head! Wake up!" A guy wearing black hoodie and slacks, his blonde noodle hair appeared in my doorway, giving me a bright smile.

"Myungho! What are you doing here?" I stood up making my way to the bathroom.

"Barging in to your house to wake you up? Anyway, your parents are out and your fridge is empty. I'm gonna head out and buy something. What do you want?" Myungho spoke, leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed.

"Why do you need to come here? I don't need a babysitter, i'm not a kid." I spoke, grabbing my towel that i left on my study table after i used them last night.

"Because---"

I cut Myungho off, "I might get kidnapped? Rubbish. Who would--- ah nevermind."

He sighed. "Exactly. You might get kidnapped. What do you want to eat?"

Myungho is a bestfriend of 4 years. He is basically a family friend. No wonder why my parents just let him go in and out of our house like it's his own.

Anyway, i hate it how my parents leave someone with me, it's not like i'm a child to get kidnapped.

"I don't feel like eating. I'll just have a ramen and chocolate and cake and grapes and app----"

"So in short you wanted a supermarket? I'm going to the nearby convenience store, just text me if the dragon inside your stomach had made up its mind." Myungho cutted me off, making his way out,

"And also!" He said, going back once again to face me,

"Take a bath will you? And clean up your room! How can a lady live in this... Garbage room..." His eyes scanned my room with a disgusted face, before making his way out. For real this time.

"Psh, we both know that his room is always clean because he have hundred maids in their house to do it for him." I whispered under my breath before taking a bath.

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I exited my bathroom, wearing a comfortable sweater and jogging pants.

"I wonder if Myungho's back?" I muttered to myself.

I heard a creak just outside my door,

'He's back already?' I thought.

I made my way to the door opening it with one hand while the other is drying my hair with a towel. Expecting to see Myungho's noodle hair but instead, a man with brown hair and hazel brown eyes stared at me with blank expression.

My eyes widen in surprise.

A MAN JUST BROKE IN!

Not wasting any second, I immediately shut my door close and locked it. I search for my phone in my pocket but i cannot find it.

"Looking for this?" I turned around to see the guy holding my phone.

He was behind the door before and in a split second he suddenly appeared next to my bed!?

"How did--- How did you---???"

"Before i answer that, allow me to introduce myself first," the guy spoke, before pocketing my phone,

"I am Hansol. I was instructed to come here and pick you up Ms. Dawn---"

"Where are you taking me!?" I looked around my room, Myungho should be back soon.

'Shit. Am i gonna get kidnapped? No way.'

"Listen--- my family is not rich, kidnapping me won't do you any good," i explained, looking straight to this guy named Hansol.

He chuckled before speaking, "I believe we don't need your wealth. Also, i am asked to bring you with me, to where? I won't answer that. How i entered your room? I have powers."

I stared at him and his serious expression. I snorted. This guy have some loose screws.

'Powers??? Is this some sort of modernized Harry Potter?'

"I need you to come with me, Ms. Dawn. If you please---"

Just then i heard the main door downstairs opened. I look at the guy with widen eyes.

"Shit." He mumbled.

Just as i was about to open my mouth to scream, his hand went to my eyes and everything went black.

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3rd Person's POV

The room is dark and cold, a mixture of red and black hues surrounding them.
A man on his knees sweating nervously. His hands trembling in front of 8 people sitting comfortably on their chairs.

"Are you saying that... the heiress that we have here...is not the real one?" A voice so cold and almost a hiss had spoken.

"You--your majesty we are informed late--- we don't know what's happeni---"

"Kill him."

"N--No! Your majesty please! Have mercy! I will---i will try to find the true heiress please!"

"Silence! You disappointed me enough. Dani! Kill him." Eyes fierce and voice firm.

A woman with small beady eyes called Dani stood up from her chair, sweeping her caramel braided hair out of her face before pulling out her sword.

"Are you sure King Hoshi?"

Hoshi's eyes remained cold, staring down at the man on his knees begging for a 2nd chance.

"Yes. Make sure to give him the death he deserves." Hoshi turned his back to the man just in time for Dani's sword to come in contact with the man's head.

Blood splattered everywhere making everyone hiss in annoyance... Except for one guy who is sitting on his chair uncomfortably, his eyes following the body drop lifeless on his foot with a thud. A few bits of blood went to his hand which is rested above his arm rest.

"What are we going to do with the fake heiress then?" A charismatic guy with tall nose spoke, unbothered.

Hoshi sat on his big velvet-colored chair in the middle, his face cold and straight, a smirk spreading across his pink thin lips, looking down on the chopped head of the man who begged for vengeance.

"Kill her too."