CHAPTER TWO

Ten years later, the princess turn into a very beautiful lady who only wanted to escape the castle and live a life as how the people of her town manage to keep their business alternative. But this princess can sometimes called as unreal, for she’s not trying to do her own will. She escaped by just pretending in a suit of guards and get herself out on the back door without anyone noticing. It was a great experience of her. Turning herself into an unknown person to live a life freely.

Argen, the princess and child of Royals in Versailles survived the trauma from her parent’s dangerous and risky living. There are a lot of people coming to the palace asking where was the Queen after King Elandro died when she’s five. Coming up in her teenage years, she couldn’t accept the fact she’ll going to pursue ruling their land after her mother didn’t came back home right after an incident happen when she collapsed on the floor while reading a book.

She was only a five year old kid that time. A juvenile one who cope to get interested with the mysteries revolving in their homeland. After her father died after a few months later on. She tried to connect the pattern and wonder torridly, making a concept of reasons why it’s extremely happening without even leaving an explanation to understand its flow.

Everything was totally misunderstand, or as she trying to deny the fact that there isn’t peace to save bad people in committing an illegal human rights for them. They also deserve to be recognized and that is likewise how Argen emotionally wanted to figure out what was the intention of that man and strange things she had obtain for herself. She badly wanted to look after this skeptical matter.

Argen was currently dressing her hair when someone knocked on her door while peeking. It was a man around same age as her who automatically smiled when the lady turned her head to him. The lady got excited and feel enthusiasm when she saw this man who usually visit every Saturday morning.

By seeing him through reflection, the princess winked and said, “You’re too early this day. What’s up Mr. Prosecutor?” She laughed on it. He wasn’t a prosecutor yet, but seemingly decided as one, as herself choose this man to be it— since she found him sincere.

“What do you think? Will I suit to be a prosecutor of your homeland, Your Majesty?” He replied assuming that he could get good feedbacks as he expected whenever he’s trying the crown princess to get impressed.

“I could declare anything I want, since I’ll be the future ruler of this town. And I find you, yes, suitable enough to lead the prosecution,” she answered while smiling with her thinned lips.

“That’ll be a pleasure, Your Majesty.” He extend his arm to her with a bouquet of roses on his fist. That was magical and a first time for her to receive the special gift, from someone that she loved at first sight. “My presents for you, My Queen.”

Argen giggle with his compliment. She abruptly pulled the bouquet and smiled sweetly. She found this as an unexpected gift from her precious person. She couldn’t believe it, it seems like her world was spinning uncontrollably. It was all glistening and a spark comes inside her heart that really made it to pound abnormally.

“You really do this to get me more attracted to you?” Argen indubitably said. She think less and more concerned about how she feel to someone who isn’t a royal one as her. Her perspectives was totally ironic and simply a person who lives a normal one that could freely choose who she could love to. But that wasn’t the thing she could declare and neglect. It’s been inherit and she have to continue walking with a man who’s in Midas Touch.

“I don’t think so. But all I’m doing was to show my gratitude for your very unbelievable surprise. It’s a kind of thanksgiving, and that wasn’t yet enough,” said the man who keep looking on his wristwatch that obviously aim to get on time by his personal appointment.

Argen finished the retouch on her face and hair. Her ball gown for this morning makes her more stunning and attractive. She’s not just a princess with a power to live wealthy, but a beautiful one who already bloom with a lot of great changes in her pure mind.

“I gotta go, Your Majesty. Thank you so much,” he said and made a bow. She just quickly smile and sat already on her couch. There is one thing that the princess wanted to change too—the law as part of Royals : marry someone with a royal blood as well.

She approached her drawer beside the mirror and tried to look for the book she have when she’s five. The maid get outside of her room after she’s now all set for the great event of her life. It was her eighteenth birthday now. She still wanted to find her mother. The reason of her being gone wasn’t announced. It was all sudden and yet undetermined.

There’s a letter that was inserted to the first page of her novel book. It was in a gray envelope with a written name outside its phase. To Princess Argen Clus From Queen Leandra Clus.

Argen instantly tear to open on its edge and get the letter that was fold in three phases. The letter was pretty clean and new. She read the paper as it was only in five sentences and figuratively told saying, “For all the times you want to discover the truth. I’ll be there always to guide you. The necklace that you wear means for my presence. Thus, you’re always seen and felt wherever you go. The red pearls are remedy for your catastrophic and be wise with the people you choose. Loving, Mother.”

She touched her necklace and heaved a sigh. With all those words she doubt to accept her mother was there, always. She bit her lower lip and shut her eyes tightly as she’s trying to reach for her mother. In a minute, she feel the pendant was getting warm while she’s slowly rubbing it. And there she goes in a lucid dream.

While walking along the dark and seemingly a hole pathway she looked to each sides of her. There she found stars but covered in a crimson background. It was like a place of hell. But, the stars are still twinkling brightly. The light was defeated for the red was vast and makes a creepy vibe.

“Hello?” She shouted while clearing her eyes to see the silhouette who comes near her with an amusing grin on its face. She feel shiver and makes her to almost break down in fear. “Who are you?” Argen asked.

“You don’t have to know it, my dear. I just wanted to see you. . . getting scared of me. You’re even such a terrible one who fails to take the role to rule people accordingly, right?” She teased while laughing. Argen could feel how this faceless women but with a lips reached her hand and touched her softly. But there’s a burning sensation and an extreme pain run through her veins that makes her iris to turn into a dark red. She seems like a vampire. Her brunette hair also turned into dark orange. It was strange, but it’s magic.

Argen could see herself in a reflection altering. She could feel how her ears continuously ringing and make her feel dizzy unknowingly. “What have you done to me?” She angrily asked. She tried to move against her but she was stuck in her place. She even nearly unable to breath. “I tell you countless times not to feel so powerful and act arrogantly. You did not know what consequences may occur if you let your own confidence to consume you,” said the woman who talk casually and acted like they’ve meet each other years ago.

“What do you know about me?—” Argen was suddenly attacked and choked by this woman who have a tallest nails upon Argen’s skin that probably might dig it till she’s perished. Argen is now barely breathing, trying to escape and get to rid from her threatening hands. “Help, stop it!” Her voice was getting tiny and almost releasing a mere air out of her pitiful mouth.

“I don’t like that sound of you. You really are resembled to your father. He’s definitely selfish and self-minded. Do you think I could let you escape by my hands? You deserve to die as well!” She screamed but there was a sudden thunder that roam upon this woman’s skin. It was itchy and causes her to shiver. While Argen was moaning in pain and unable to survive herself from this near death experience, she tried hard to push the woman out of her top.

The woman was slowly disappearing and that makes Argen to wake up in her bed already while her chest was moving up and down. There are a lot of sweats, seems having a sleep paralysis and really was a shocking experience for her. She touched her throbbing head and moaned.

“Glad you’re awake, Your Majesty!” She was welcomed by her headmistress with a teary eyes. Everyone are pleased to see this princess alive and now normally breathing.

“Are you feeling okay now?” The man that she talked earlier approached her and look at her with worried eyes. “You’re shivering,” he added and tried to reach her palm and intertwined their fingers to get close. That makes Argen to get her sanity back from contemplating.

“I feel fine now,” she suddenly replied while her voice was stammering. “When did I get in here?” She asked while glancing to every corner of her bedroom with a lot of maiden intently looking at her with uneasy eyes. The princess couldn’t even afford to lift her vibes up since that incident happen. She was apparently thinking that her mind was having an illusion that she could even apply that scenario in her life but then turns out not like a déjà vu yet a similar thing about real encounter.

“You collapsed while sitting on your couch. One of your maidens saw you already lying on the floor unconscious,” the man answered and that makes Argen to part their hands from each other. What was that probably? Is there any supposed to be mean for her existence? Argen couldn’t fix the thought inside her head as she familiarize something.

And the flashback occur in her head, when her mother and some unknown angelic person does converse about an agreement. If Argen’s going to be an eighteen old. There are consequences that she might obtain, whether to get cursed or to blessed as future Queen of Versailles.

Argen could feel her head aching. A lot of memories punched her reminiscing hard that sometimes she’d lost to focus about present circumstances. Is she going to be under the threat or curse? Was that touch of woman on her hand makes her life miserable or blessed? Her eyes suddenly went dark red and some heat eroded her skin that sensitively was hurtful upon her fair skin. And that makes her to be unconscious again after that.

The man was crossing her arms against his chest. He looked to the princess with a concerned expressions that plastered across his face. It was strange that he was having anxiousness and pity to this woman who’s under the life of Royals that only causes a lot of pain to his family.

That was Destino Serio, a man who wished to go after the land of Versailles. He put a great effort to get himself a huge opportunity to be in a position whereas he could get near Princess Argen. He knows some of their history, and he’s tasked to meet his expectation dealing with them in pretentious outfit and meanwhile to pushed them on the edge of the cliff to fall from that highly unjust norm that Argen’s ancestry had ever done.

He got to befriend Magno Kepir, the man in his 30’s who handled an organization in the palace known as New Gen. He’s officer in Chief that supposed to attack King Elandro that night when the castle held a great banquet for among co-Royals of another country. The New Gen organization was built to promote the ambition of managing proper practices for Versailles’ villager. It goal to pursue an aim living the most cozy of itself that was sent to Queen Leandra year after she disappear with a written proposal that has been automatically approved and suggested as well. Everyone believes that the capacity of it could able to earn great chance to fulfill benefits that most of the people tend to ask for.

“Have you already sneak in Argen’s room? We don’t have enough evidence to justify it. I heard she choose you to become her own prosecutor?” Destino couldn’t find aby humor on it but he laugh sarcastically. There was a hint and annoyance from Magno’s voice while he sounded so desperate and impatient already for the sake of Versailles downfall. He’s eager to get the most karma that he’s looking for.

Destino was convinced to act as genuine but truly was known to be Tonio Heri that only was a normal villager and people of Versailles. But why was he convinced to be an accomplice for this plan? There’s definitely a reason why he agree to be part of it. And there he found himself in front of the mirror wearing expensive outfit that he never have ever wear since birth. The silk was truly not a joke. And he decided to accept Magno’s offer to be a secret invader without anyone knowing that he was the man who’s amid a great debt from Magno.

He couldn’t escape from anything, for he’s ambitious for such thing. Destino wanted a lot of things that could provide his younger sister with fancy clothes. His sister studied at Elite School that he can’t even blame her why she preferred to study there despite of an issue that it was really expensive and worth a thousand of dollars.

Thus, Destino pretended and disguise himself to be one of the member of Magno’s organization. For he was also awarded with his very own merit of intelligence that he could even win a lot of contest for his very wise decision-making and thoughtful comprehension of such particular case.

“She told me she will. And, I made a move to persuade her emotions. She seems innocent. And she really don’t deserve this kind of treatment—” Magno glared at him and wry. He’s confused how this Destino really was willing to be selfless just to make everything clean. He once admit that he fear for its outcome but still ended up to go-with-a-flow.

Magno cut his words off and argue saying, “ Don’t tell me you pity her about what happened earlier?” He placed his right hand against his waist and scowled. “You really a coward, man.” He teased and tapped his shoulders.

“I’m not—”

“Then, back with your sanity. We already talked about this,” said Magno and left him alone. No choices left. He stooped his head and exhale in frustrations. Amidst the room of an organization they’re both in earlier suddenly wrapped up with smoky background. Is there a fire?