The Blood Of A Royal (Dark Royal core)

Atarah, the Crowned jewel of Sun city. My sister was beautiful, like a fine-cut diamond. Her presence graced every room, her smile lit every inch of the sky, and her words were always gentler than clouds. She says I'm rough, hard, and coarse like bone. But that's how I prefer it to be. I like to be alone and I prefer to be left to my own accord.

She lives in a world of beauty and peace, while I live in a world of horror and violence. Even my name, Alanza, meant "Ready for Battle". It's a beautiful Spanish name that my mother gave me. My sister's name meant Crown. Ironic huh? But one day, The Diamond will shatter, just as bone splinters.