...“You, my child deserves your rewards, the proper happiness in this lifetime.”...

The heavenly voices uttered incomprehensible words that rung by her earlobe. Such words echoing in her mind forced her awake when she's supposed to be dead and existing in a realm that's anything but the living realms.

“--cess Aubrianna! Your Royal Highness, Crown Princess Aubrianna!!!” The shouting voice by her side had awakened her from the deep slumber state she was originally in.

“Ugh... where the hell am I---” As soon as her eye fluttered open, the stun sent her horrified on the soft mattress she laid upon.

Her pure darkness had become a surrounding of an extravagantly luxurious yet unfamiliar room with unrecognisable maidservants panicking around nearing her bed at the sight of her awaking.

“Your Royal Highness!!! Crown princess, we thought that you'll never wake up again....” The maidservants encircled the area near her, shedding tears as they sobbed collectively.

Who... even are these people?!

“Ehh....?!!!!!”

***

I blinked once, twice and even thrice, setting all the facts that had been sent to my now likely broken brain to be swallowed.

Bits by bits, I had just retrieved back feasibly all the shattering pieces belonging to me or more precisely, Aubrianna and mine.

The day before had always been another normal day yet heaven had decided the worst way possible to send me, Aubrey Henriette upstairs to that I would love a refund.

Reiterating again the scene nearing my shameful death;

“How does it taste, sister... Aubrey?” Cartia Grace, her younger sister inquired her lovingly, seeking a decent critique over her first-time cooking.

I commented while chewing on the rather well-cooked meat, “Well much better than those guys cooking for sure...”

The night dinner only began the moment I had taken a bite of it, followed by others who also began to hold their cutleries up, making way for the food into their mouth.

The ground rule of their group was rather strict, such as that.

Tonight's meal was supposed to be a delicious steak yet those foolish guys had forgotten to care for the time spent cooking the meat--- resulting in a burnt steak whose path was the trash.

Their brain was as loose as their head was about to be yet lucky then, Cartia was home in time, rescuing the guys from being chopped into chunks replacing the tender steak that they'd wasted.

“Next time, you should let the---”

Something was stuck on my airways, causing me to cough uncontrollably.

I-- Aubrey Henriette had eaten the dinner in much of a haste to the point of choking which caused a commotion amongst the members.

They tried anything, well everything they could have ever done; passing me a jug of water to chug it down, patting my back multiple times, praying to God with the cross dangling in every finger they have and so on.

Yet, none of them works... as I felt my oxygen depleting very quickly, my body had plummeted to the floor.

Each and every one of them was fearful with tears already creating a small pond in the room as I lay unconscious in the midst of it.

So... was I dead already? And to top it with that, from food choking? What the fxck... This is hella unfair!!!

How in the world did I, a notable luminary person in the underworldly business was past-tensed from choking on freaking food too???

This was way much more ridiculous than that trash who died in the middle of copulating. I, that namely underworld empress was gonna be commemorated at her grave as someone who died from choking?

I was barely by the age of twenty, a forever single person whose that type of innocence was purer than the four archangels themselves.

Never had I in this life involved in the dating life, what's even was nightly activity due to my focus on conquering the underworld, devoting life only to my group and Cartia.

Dying alone was so lonely... especially when your regret was about not being able to find a soulmate you're sure would miss you a lot while remembering your memories before death.

I... if only, if only was I able to breathe again, I wish to find the love of my life for once, the soulmate I was yet to mate with.

...“Dear, your yearnings is too intriguing. Those dreams and wishes of yours shall come true per my heed...”...

...An enigmatic voice uttered so mysteriously......

***

“Ughh... my head hurts...” I grumbled at the tension located near my throbbing temples while rubbing my eyes for a clearer vision of the sight in front of me.

As I was washing up full of concerns, a maidservant bowed as she walked in, proceed to whisper something to my hearing. “Crown Princess Aubrianna, Your Royal Highness was requested to prepare yourself for your academy.”

...Crown Princess Aubrianna...???

Since when had I become a crown princess and on top of that, Aubrianna?! While I realised that I had switched body or to be more exacted got into this body of a crown princess this morning, this incident remained unintelligible to me.

My name was Aubrey, Aubrey Henriette, the glorious underworld empress, not a crown princess of the world with the name Aubrianna???

I... as recalled end up choking to death, leading me here... which was odd supposing that my destiny was that six feet under with my soul by the scythe of a grim reaper so why???!!!!

GOD JUST WHY??

After mentally complaining to God, a bolt when through my head, well phantom bolt as it stacked up the missing memories, completing the blank spaces in this body owner aka Aubrianna's memories.

Crown Princess Aubrianna Henrietta de Esta Sophronia, the noble crown princess of the Sophronia empire.

Her personality was that of a timid and foolish princess whose demise was planned by her own fleshes if that even was true flesh related.

She ended up dying in the hand of her own step-sister who had craved her spot as the crown princess leading to this greed-driven treason.

This pitiable princess was loathed by her own step-siblings with some even brazenly daring to step on her head who technically was younger than her.

Nevertheless, she was the emperor's most doted-on princess, being the only daughter of the empress in the empire, meaning the only person carrying the Sophronia blood in her.

The royal family of Sophronia consisted of the sun of empire, the emperor with the moon of the empire, the empress, her as the crown princess, three concubines and twenty-three princess who was her stepsisters.

She possessed a lengthy yet also gorgeous name, Crown Princess Aubrianna Henrietta de Esta Sophronia, slightly similar to my name-- Aubrey Henriette. Without the honorifics and the surname of course.

Moreover, we were identical to each other, a carbon copy to one another, only with the exception of the hair and iris shades.

...“Aubrey, listen... I hope that in this life you will make this name liven as the glorious and dignified next empress of Sophronia. Be proud and happy.”...

An androgynous voice spoke the inside of my mind from a source I wasn't sure of as my mind tickled at the sound echoing it.

“Wait-- Aubrianna? Aubry, is that you? I plead I promise that I, Aubrey Henriette shall vow that I will help us rise to power and become an unprecedented empress that forever shines in history for a lifetime.”

I placed my hand one by my side pledging as my other pressed on the chest, swearing whole-heartedly.

Perhaps it could have been wrong but just now, I could feel someone smiling at me, in both contentment and relief although that little sign that's enough of a gesture to assure me.

I genuinely wished for a better life, a better place for her in comparison to this hell on earth, that's incredibly tough to even live by.

This time, this moment shall be a new journey for me as Aubrianna replacing my past life journey that had already come to an end.

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My body was taken care of by the maidservants, being prepared from washing to dressing up each was being aided by them.

Currently, I will be preparing to go to the academy in place of Aubrianna in this physically a few days dead bodies to acquire the lesson I was required of.

The Royal Academy of Sophronia, where an academy solely made for the highest of elites to study at. There was roughly the count of twenty classes of all, with nine of it being the major classes;

The magic class, the swordsmanship class, the inner-core combat class, the invisible-archery class, the refinery class, the enchanter class, the druid class, the forging class and the cookery class.

Based on Aubrianna remaining memories;

The magic class-- a class where each scholar cultivated their elemental magics.

The swordsmanships class-- a combat class learning by the use of a weapon of blade favourably the sword.

The inner-core combat class-- a combat class discovering the strategy into applying forces using inner core, producing the elemental magic or even more advanced ones.

The Invisible-archery class-- a combat class specifically for learning how to combat using a bow with its unique invisible arrow.

The refinery class-- a class on topics of converting some raw materials into valuable substances once the impurities are removed.

The enchanter class-- a class on learning how to apply a magic enchantment in a fight

The druid class-- a class that teaches special magic for healing including spells that are related to climate or floral, summoning and shapeshifting,

The forging class-- a class made specially to learn on how to forge using the mind control or even magic

The cookery class-- a class for the purpose of creating exqusite cuisines that possess a healing effect or even amplifying strength effects.

While all the lessons sound interesting in terms of subjects, with that lot was quite hard to be digested.

Right, typical scholars would commonly choose only one class matching with their capability as to specialise in that area.

However, Crown Princess Aubrianna was required to take all nine of the major classes with additional lessons at the palace regarding etiquette and managing the empire.

Total respect to the past crown princess for even being able to go through all the lessons with all the burden on her shoulder due to her innocent and timid personality.

Easily said, she'd kindly endured in silence and tolerated all the things thrown her way until the very ending where she was eventually murdered by her blood-relative.

Such a tragic backstory one could ever have.

I rode the royal carriage which I noted was bumpy even worse than those bumpy roads in the far future I'd ever gone through in order to head towards the academy.

Today's lesson will be a magic class taught by the infamous magic instructor, Hermione Eloise.

Will things ever be a calm day without the interruption of another calamity?

***

In all honesty, I had always had this thought hung by my mind a lot. Why was it that I am wearing dresses when others without a care were able to just wear pants, both the males and females?

I never had disliked dressing up in dresses and things as if such but certainly, I fancied the trousers a lot more as it was easier to be in when executing literally anything.

A clap from the instructor pulled me back from my thoughts;

“Today, my scholars, we will be testing your elemental magic to discover your fundamental element powers for the convenience of the future. With that said... let's get started now!” Instructor Hermione snapped her fingers.

A crystal ball the shape of a sphere conveniently fell into her hand out of thin air, a prepared material for the testing of her students.

One by one the scholars went to get their element figured out. “Your Royal Highness, it is your turn now.” Instructor Hermione reminded me as I apparently was caught staring into the abyss fit quite a period.

I slowly rose from my seat and while walking towards the female instructor, I asked with quite the spent expressions;

“I only need to place my hand onto this, right?”

She nodded in acquiescence, thus allowing me to place down my hand onto the ball before dallying for the results.

As I waited so, some mocking snickering intended for me could clearly be heard, perhaps already predicting my terrible outcomes to turn out horribly.

Within even the count of a minute, a black, no rather it was a pure darkness kind of glow beamed from the ball, causing a shattering sound that soon proceeded to explode in my hand.

Staring at the shards in my palms, I looked up at the instructor and the fellow scholars whose jaws were dropped to the lowest level of the floor.

All the eyes directed onto me were injected with thunderstruck and aghast. So was it caused by the black light my element had radiated or the glass all I had unintended shattered into pieces?

Such a scene I made though.

Instructor Hermione gaped her mouth even before reasonably asking, “Your Royal Highness, may I ask of you to follow me to the instructor's main chamber?”

I just nodded in silence while slowly wiping my hands that had just held the glass shards before I was guided by her to the said room.

An instructor passed by before greeting the other instructor also me as she commented to her colleague; “Eloise, what's wrong? Your face is so pale.” Lucinda, the enchanter class instructor asked.

“Elements code black.” Such simple words, yet hearing it even stunned before she decided to go along with the two of us in search of the headmaster.

Arriving at the instructor's lounge, Instructor Hermione use the communication lace by her wrist to inform the news directly to the headmaster, “Reporting to the headmaster, it's a code black.”

In a split of a second, a silhouette appeared in front of the trio. The two instructors per etiquette bowed at him who had then instantly faced me.

“Greetings to the flower of Sophronia empire, Your Royal Highness Crown Princess Aubrianna Henrietta de Esta Sophronia.” I nodded in return, probably coming off as cold but to no excuse, I was drained totally drained despite the inspiring oath full of spirit I've made this sunrise.

Was it truly wasn't possible even for a minute rest from these people? How merciless...

“I am the headmaster, the head instructors of the...” He then halted his words right in the middle before throwing a smile at me, “...I'm certain that Your Royal Highness was able to assume my name, isn't that so?”

His words had the two instructors glancing at each other in oddity as no one, not a person they'd known of ever know his name even onetime.

“You're indeed quite intriguing for a headmaster, such however doesn't rival my curiosity in regard of the master of the element, the Elemental King.”

My directness managed to bring forth a frown from the instructors yet the headmaster simply grinned at my speech.

“While I couldn't say that I am familiar with him, I am more than capable of bringing you, the flower of the empire to him. Have a good time there, Your Royal Highness.” Before I even was able to shake my head or nod to his words, with a snap of his fingertips I was teleported to the elemental king's residences.

Such a pity that I wasn't able to smack that moron in the face prior to my teleportation realising where exactly was I teleported...

*splash *

*splash *

The forefront of her upper body plunged head first, submerging her body deep into the lake of the great depth.

Knowing well for she wouldn't succumb her little life to the depth, her breath lingered the water as she tolerated her physique gradually sinking in.

Ah... That cursable headmaster awfully wished for his rotting mind and heart to be severed perhaps even diced into meaty chunks...

The ocular metallic silver of hers was serene unlike the wonted shards of shrapnel it embodied.

Her pupil dilated greatly being underwater.

Not a dazzle was to reach the edge of her lashes with the bitter absence of the embrace of light. Yet, as these thoughts reached her, a particular flicker mend its appeal her way.

She eyed all the way down for the flicker that had her interest in hook, espied only the majestic scales the tint of ebony belonging to a small... dragon that happened to be in a lotus sitting position.

It's a mini version dragon meditating with its eyes hooded being deep under the lake. Oddly lovable.

Baffled of her finding still, she tightly shut her eyes, bided by the same spot before unsealing them again.

Fatigue showed in her eyes as she sustained this process times after times attempting it. Apparently, the things she's seeing was fortunately not what they called the glimpses before crossing the bridge to the afterlife.

Caught by the intrigue, her right hand enveloped by the cream-white gloves unpremeditatedly reached towards the beauty ahead of her of which she reckoned was a statue.

Being immobile and posing in a rather laughable position one would choke laughter at was enough evidence to call this little thing an immovable graven image.

What a wonderful statue as it was attentively carved to perfection down to even minor details.

She was engrossed in paying full attention to the dragon, not overlooking even a speck of feature from its body as if marvelling a great something.

As her fingers were tempted to slide down the creases of its eyelids, a jewelled pair of orbs exchanged her a long glance as if the two were engaged in an intense eye staring battle.

Its eyes were cavernous iridescent red containing the delicate beads of blood red with finishing specks of golden adorning it.

The astound in her last for a moment before her legs booted lightly the water, nearly causing her to suffocate due to the breathing knowledge she'd laid to rest when her vision was met with those profound eyes.

Her hands stroked fast towards the surface, like a dolphin resurfacing the water preparing for its stunning leap except for the part where she's not going to jump like those aquatic mammals.

Upon resurfacing the lake as planned, she heavily gasped for the airs that desperately was in need in order to aid the exit to the choking sensation in her throat.

Her stares went toward the dragon that had begun resting on the dew-lushed green lotus leaf floating in the lake.

They're both gaining one another attention with not a word being mentioned.

The subtle fitting of lustrous golden in her iris diminished bits by bits on her accord.

She squinted her eyes, a face suffused both the astonishment and scepticism was whipped at the dragon lax gazes.

She wasn't able to dugout anything out of the box of thoughts of this dragon that harshly resembled the human body with its striking peculiarities.

Such was its long magnanimous hair.

For certain, this little one was on a higher level than she was, to be capable of concealing its notions from her, disregarding the given form it's in.

“Little dragon, do you happen to know anyone who went by the name Elemental King?” Despite the impertinence in her abrupt queries, her tones spoke of no reticence.

“Little dragon? How impudent of an address. Furthermore, for what reason are you searching the lord for?” It remarked in a low magnetic voice.

“What are your supposed given name is then, magnanimous one? Regarding the Elemental King, I wished to propose a deal with him.” Her voice tone was puckishly dragged when pronouncing the ‘magnanimous one’.

As words went down her lips, the silver's visions actively bounced the corner of her eyes, discerning her surrounding full intents.

Despite that, to learn her current whereabouts with no indication whatsoever was one thing.

The other was the fact that she might have been tossed into another secret realm by a certain bastard fxcked up in the head.

How troubling... Sigh.

Ah, its lips moved.

She looked at the dragon forthwith.

Perhaps true, perhaps not as she could've sworn into glimpsing a brief doting smile emerging the dragon's lips.

“Eternal Divinity, the unconquerable one. Speak, what contracts would you want to propose to the lord?” The little dragon's words hurled a log to the centre of her lagged brain.

What the hell...

Even a toddler could tell such dreadful fibs where the name lay. A name made on spot so tactless it left a tacky taste by the tip of her tongue.

Worst, the latter bother not to even cover up their untruths.

In contrast to her complaints, the tempers in her couldn't find a fire starter in her to lit up and boiled in anger at this weird yet precious-looking dragon.

Even its provocation she'd set aside, not taking it to the heart.

“Well... I couldn't find a purpose in it for me to answer your question, Eternal Divinity.”

At her remarks, the ‘Eternal Divinity’ had the corner of its wide lips hooked up as he retorted,

“If you can't indulge me in your reasoning, I, unfortunately, won't be able to tell you anything there is about the lord.”

Her head was softly tilted, clarifying total innocence as she asserted with a feigned ingenuous and artless impression. “Oh well... what was it again? Ah, a proposal, a marriage proposal.”

The fair lashes naturally glued to her eyes momentarily flickered with an expression well described as dubious and vague.

The impression however lasted no longer than a flap of a sparrow, chaining any doubts could ever be thrown at her.

“Marriage? With the lord??” The dragon's attention finally was poured all onto her. It's been pretty tough merely wanting his head tilted in her direction.

“En, you heard it right, little Eternal Divinity. Well, have you ever heard this phrase? Everything possessed its limit as nothing was spared, not even the infinity.”

As she spoke, her eyes drooped down to the lone violet-petaled herb a step away from her left foot.

A herb made to alleviate the mind of the sufferings by putting an end to their interior organ oh so slowly and gently.

The tremendous pain was guaranteed in the package.

Violent Seed, a relatively precious herb that was capable of effortlessly sending a mortal to the gate of hell with a single touch on its captivating bloom.

Overthrowing even the venom of a standard viper, the toxin of the seemingly innocuous plant was ruthless in ravaging one's internal carcass stopping only when it's tainted dark.

How graceful of a feat does that sound?

Unable to comprehend her terse wording, it spoke of in unsettledness, “What does that have to do with your marriage proposal?”

“Haha, who knows?”

She swiftly bent at her waist, agilely plucking at the root of the exact herb which poison she recalled was fatal to humanity.

Observing her gestures brought a scrunch to the Eternal Divinity's pair of brows.

This however was intentionally shrugged off by her. And with an arch at the end of her lips, she mashed its poisonous petals in her palm. Such a meticulous way of dissembling her emotions.

The sly grin on her pale face ebbed away losing its will, like the wilted petals that were grounded in her palm. She staggered a step back wobbling in her steps before her strength faltered as her body hit the ground.

Working its charm, the poison made its way, gradually corrupting her interior with the taste of fatalities.

“She- caught the poison?” The little dragon mumbled, greatly alarmed.

In feverish haste, it physically shifted into his original mortal form, shedding his prior guise of the legendary serpentine creature known for its wings, horns and fire breathing ability.

As his approach neared, her prior cowp was out of sight as the only apparent thing to the Eternal Divinity now was a honed anelace by his adam's apple.

“I wonder who exactly are you, o' Eternal Divinity?” With the very pointed tip of her obelisk-like blade pressed directly onto the skin of his neck, she inquired.

The right palm that caught the Violent Seed was properly draped in a glove, a silky cream glove.

How was it even possible to penetrate through to her skin with such hindrance for the actual magic of the poison to work on her.

Even if it did work on her, it's not one of a big deal in comparison to the limited lifetime she's given this life.

The intended tension clouded over the two of them but something unexpected struck her silence.

An amused chuckled sounded.

He had tittered at her threatening gesture despite the dagger on his neck, unconstrainedly slipping his prior stunned expression.

“I can't find any purpose in it for me to answer your question, unfortunately. Besides, I've waited for you for so long, hadn't you missed me even a bit, love?” The soft curve of a crescent in his eyes flecked with the glow of a moonlight hinted at his delight.

With the table turned, her eyebrows scrunched in great confusion concealing the tremor beating in her heart. “What the... What are you even saying? What would you mean by that!?”

“Who knows, Your Royal Highness...”

“I've gotten tired of idling the land alone these lonely decades without you by my side. I promised, this time, I would change our ending, our everything, Aubrey...”

His abstruse whispers lingered in her eardrums, catching her who's being directly hit with tons of brick flabbergasted yet again.

Truly, what was his words implying?

After all, how had he learnt of her name, her actual name when in her decades' worth of memories, not one of them contained any recollection of this man who stood ahead of her.

Not in Aubrianna's recollections, not in hers.

Who... was he?

*snap*

The snapping made by his two fingers had allowed access to this once again familiar wormhole she'd escaped through, leading to her now new identity.

This dimension she had never believed in needed anything more else to convince her it wasn't self-imaginary.

The first time she travelled her body was that of hers, not yet Aubrianna yet presently she was the crown princess.

It's pretty sad considering her name, legacy and all of her past identity was to abandon for the survival of herself being thrown into this world so suddenly.

“Your Royal Highness, are you feeling fine right now?” Ailsa Charlotte politely bowed before locking eyes with Aubrianna who's paled to death from her unexplainable situation.

Her eyes were heavy with concerns as she attentively wiped the heavy sweat produced on her lady's face.

Fatigue was written all over Aubrianna's complexion but she asked, “Where am I?”

Charlotte, expressing still her distressed looks already prepared an answer, “Answering to the crown princess, it is in your royal sleeping chamber. Your Royal Highness, you were found collapsed in front of your private garden.”

“I collapsed?” “Yes, Your Royal Highness.”

“You looked like you have something to say. Simply spout it out for me to hear.” Aubrianna chided, seeing how a stab by guilt expression emerged on her lady-in-waiting's face.

“...pardon me, crown princess but Her Majesty, the empress stated her desire to have a meal with you at the royal dining hall after you come back to your conscious.”

Charlotte thought back to the message from the empress's people that sought her earlier.

Her Royal Highness was barely awake a second ago yet they had requested for her, not even giving her a chance for rest.

It's quite inappropriate for her crown princess yet what power did she wield for her to even deny the request of the mother of the empire.

That aside, curiosity did get to her as to what would the empress have in plan for her and how would it be to face the great mother of the nation too

“I see... that's fine. Would you help me to prepare for later?” What was to ensue next? She had not an idea but to cower behind something no longer was an option nor was it her way of dealing with things.

Thus, she could only accept this arrangement with a bowed head and fight her way through it. Like she said, even infinite possessed its limits, when the limits were breached, shall everything held its steed.

***

“I gave my greetings to Her Majesty the noble moon of the Sophronia. May glory fall onto the Sophronia empire.” Aubrianna propelled her greets toward the sitting empress whose aura only inhibited grandeur and glory.

“Have a seat, crown princess.” The empress offered her the seat directly next to her. “I thanked Your Majesty for your grace.” Aubrianna sat on the set as referred.

“Aubrianna, my princess... dropped the formality, shall we? In presence of nobody, I am not anyone of formality but your birth mother.”

“Tell your royal mother honestly... Is it infinity you're dealing with, my dear?” The empress's finger clasped at the bottom of the goblet of what seemed to appear as red wine.

The empress sat elegently sipping on her wine in no hurry as to relish the refreshing taste of the fermented wine just a little longer.

Being Aubrianna's birth mother, naturally, this was the imperial empress and the ruling moon of Sophronia, Empress Adrianna Elise de Esta Sophronia who was of the pure royal blood of Sophronia birthed as the pure Sophronia royalty.

With dominant royal blood flowing through her veins, she inherited the royal family affinity in magical ability, crowning her as the archmage of the empire alongside her status as the empress.

All and all while her father the ruling sun and the emperor, Noel Caleigh de Esta Sophronia was a mere prince from their neighbouring kingdom before his marriage to the empress.

There was this old legend haunting the Sophronia since before the glory of its empire. For thousands of years now, Sophronia was put under the curse called Balance Breaker of which was apparent by the name was its impact.

The conventional equilibrium the birth of female and male were torn apart, leading to increasing birth in females yet a horribly deteriorating count in birth of the males. This curse was greater when placed onto the royal family of Sophronia since hundreds of years.

This empire used and rather still had the atypical patriarchy system where the female was dealt with ninety percent of the time unequally and unfairly due to the increase in their birth which made this sex unwanted.

This was much of a great contrary to the male sexes in the emperial family where they were adorned in golden and jewels, treated like a God due to the severe declination of the male offsprings.

Statically, a male in the royal family was a great rare treasure often praised simply for existing as the reproduction rate of a male was practically one in five years.

That however was the people's living condition whereas the royal family of Sophronia was yet to bore a male heir to the crown since the last era of the great war in between Sophronia empire and the Elqueena nation.

This palace was cursed by the last wizard in Elqueena with no luck in male birth. So, the princess of the royals was married off to another empire solely as a wife trophy while the Crown Princess would marry someone to be the next Emperor.

How tragic... Nevertheless, her mother was fabulously fortunate as the emperor was the modest type and would attend to her words. Reasonably, if he didn't, he would surely be terrorized by her as she's an influential empress, unlike the last empress. Wholly dominant and would be eligible to fully rule the empire herself.

“Infinite limit... The unbreakable curse... My poor daughter, what had caused you to possess this curse?” She worriedly raised a question.

Her mother was an outstanding archmage in the world for her blessing. Undoubtedly, the royal palace obtained a blessing and a curse at the equivalent period. The chosen princess would obtain an ability that was powerful but unpredictable each. This generated the Crown Princess chosen at first.

Her mother earned the power of Sparks... a magical power that could produce an explosion enormous enough to blow the whole nation or even an empire. Hers was the Infinity... the vastest ability among the vastest. Yet, no record ever documented about the power of infinity except for the curse that fell upon the proprietor. The infinity owner had an unprecedented limitation or condemnation.

“This girl too doesn't quite understand, but the caused seemed to be from a limiter and could only be recovered with the subject that would be far stronger than infinity itself. By that, it means marriage before the age of nineteen years old or definite death.” She explained thoroughly as her hands smoothly sliced the meat for their dinner together.

“Is there anything that would possibly be stronger than you, who possessed the infinity, Aubrianna? Your mother can't track any possible things inside the empire to be the suitable one for you.”

She was anxious as the given time were almost up. Aubrianna would be eighteen the next year on her coronation day which indicated solely a year was left after her ruling era.

“There is, mother. The one and only one, Elemental King, the supreme user of elements power and rumoured to be the strongest one alive.” She wielded her power to generate the illusion of men without an apparent face.

“Doesn't the Elemental King never show himself? Had you ever met him?” She made the illusion evaporate but Aubrianna developed it onetime again attended with her reasonable explanation.

“In fact, I did, mother and I would definitely make him agreed to my proposal.” She convinced her words.

“Do what you believe in. I would support you from behind but beware of your stepsisters. Dirty rats should never be left living freely inside the palace.”

She cued her of the fundamental but vulnerable adversary of them. They never learnt their position in the major place, regardless, dared to compete for the throne that would honestly belong to the Crown Princess and her consort.

“This daughter of yours would never forget your advice. Please allowed me to step back first for some rest, mother.” She wrapped up her moves before retreating primely to schedule a pure vengeance for her lovely sisters.

“Off you go, Aubrianna.” Her mother asserted, then indicated at her hand.

“Thank you, mother.” She gradually nodded before leaving her mother unaccompanied.

“Your Majesty, why don't you just throw all of those lowly concubines' daughters away? Won't it be easier? Leaving them alive would only bring problems to Crown Princess herself.” Her personal maid, Miranda inquired as the empress's moves were hardly understood from that abrupt motions.

Her Majesty was exquisitely bizarre but those traits made her appear inferior to the other. Even though the emperor brought in the concubines barely for the benefit of the empire but it's simply infuriated when the daughters of the concubines wished to be the next Crown Princess when their empress peacefully alive with her daughter.

“There's no need for me to interfere with her problems anymore. My daughter knows her ways to solve it and will absolutely earn the throne in her way.” She gleamed, eyed her daughter gradually strode away from the room.

“You believed in the Crown Princess so much, Your Majesty. You even trusted her with her own planning.” Miranda chuckled.

“She's my only daughter, my only proud legacy that would one day lead the empire. My blood runs inside her veins, and I know that my intuition would never lie.” She barely gazed back at the garden that was in the gloamed darkness as the evening was hanging before the sun came substituted.

***

“Lotte, do I look weird?” Aubrianna exhibited Charlotte the dress that she chose.

“No, Your Highness seems as gorgeous as usual.” Charlotte smiled gently before retorted to her master.

“Your Highness, you have been terribly busy this day that you don't even get a wink of sleep. Won't you rest a bit?” Charlotte proposed as it's been days since Her Highness get a decent sleep as she's energetically learning something that she doesn't even comprehend what it was.

“I'm fine, Lotte. However, it's been days since I woke up from the accidents, why doesn't are my sisters trying to visit me?” She curiously asked as none of them had their face appeared in the few days and it had past a few days since she had pitifully fainted.

“I'm sure that they'll be here in any minute, Your Highness,” Charlotte said, reassuring her.

“Please excuse me, Your Highness. The Second Princess, Princess Ashlyn Norienna Sariah wished to see you.” One of her maids interrupted to send the message.

“Your words work like magic, Lotte. Let her in.” She smirked excitedly as she had loitered for her long.

“Yes, Your Highness.” The maid nodded before unhurriedly unclosing the door, permitting her to pass into the room. At least the princess still notified her before barging into the room.

“Sister! I'm glad that you're okay! I'm so anxious when they said that you've collapsed recently.” She rushed to Aubrianna, wept like a small child.

“Before that, sister, do we need to have a servant inside when it's only you and me? I would like to tell you a super embarrassing story but I'm afraid that they would hear it.”

“Ah, is that so? Then, could all of you get some rest, you could be retired for the day, I would like to have some nice chit chat with my sister.” Aubrianna urged her maids encompassed her lady-in-waiting and royal guards which were appointed as her guard.

“Yes, Your Highness.” They loyally asserted before departing from the room, leaving only the two of them inside her Royal Chamber.

*clack *

“Thank you for your care but I'm alright. It's just that I'm a little tired recently.” She replied with a smile that never came off to scamper away.

“That's perfect! I've brewed you a medicinal tea that was made from my physician's suggestion. Maid, bring it in.” One of her maidens brought it in before evacuating the room similarly again.

“You know that you don't have to, sister, it would be a burden to you.”

“Don't worry, dear sister. You won't let my efforts go to waste, would you?” She handed her a trap point that would make her incapable to decline the drink or she would be seen as suspicious of her sister.

“Of course, I won't. My sister already put a great effort into making this tea exclusively for me. I would gladly drink it for sure.” She replied calmly without a single doubt making Ashlyn slightly anxious.

“I know that you won't let me down.”

“Oh! Sister, what do you think of my treasured crystal bangle?” She opened a box that contained the beautiful pure white crystal bangle. A single glance at the pure crystal would captivate anyone.

“It's absolutely gorgeous. Where did you buy it from, sister?” She was hyped from the glimpse just as expected.

“Its a gift from the Empress for my coronation day. I treasured the bangle a lot and I would rather die if the bangle ever gets lost.” She told her

“You're so lucky, sister to receive the bangle from the Empress herself.” She claimed, not parted her eyes away from Aubrianna's bangle.

“I know, right?” She kept her bangle inside the box and positioned it by her side.

“Sister, why don't you try my tea?” She inquired as she looked like she had already forgotten about her tea.

“Ah, I nearly forgot. I apologised.” She considerably picked the tea up and gradually sipped the tea.

*sips *

“Doesn't it taste delicious?” Ashlyn smiled pretentiously as the effect seemed to works on her.

“It does, dear sister. Would you make this for me again?” She asked... the tea was certainly drugged with a sleeping pill.

“Of course, I would.” She smiled furthermore, dawdled for her to eventually fall unconscious.

“Sister, I think I'm too tired... I feel so sleepy... I'm sorry but I would take a nap for a while.” Aubrianna finally slumped onto her table.

“Of course, you would, my dearest sister. You're still as naive as always. Now, now... Where did you place the bangle?” She glanced at her position to uncover the case and unclose it to discover the valuable bangle.

“I found it! This bangle will be mine and I would love to see you devastatingly search for the bangle that you would nearly lose your mind might also your life, my dear sister. Don't blame me for you being too naive.” She wore the badge on her right wrist, secured the boxes and placed it back. She also got rid of the teacup that she used to drink the tea to eradicate any credible evidence that would capture her thieving.

*open *

“Princess Ashlyn, Princess...” Her loyal maid, Agrietta came inside, joyfully hopped with promising news for her.

“Aah...What happened to the Crown Princess? Did you already kill her?” She was alarmed as the Crown Princess seemed to be dead on the table.

“Shut up! I'm not too idiot to kill her at a time like this. I just gave her the taste of my poison but she wouldn't die yet. Just passed out.” Ashlyn notified her maid of everything before carefully picking her up and placing her on her bed to make it look like she was simply asleep.

“Your Highness, don't tell me that you stole the bangle from the Crown Princess?” She asked as her eyes caught the sight of the crystal bangle on her hand.

“I did.” She murmured.

“But, what if she wants to search for the bangle when she woke up?” She innocently begged for an answer, felt horribly guilty and troubled.

“Don't worry, she would actually forget what happened today.” They exited the room together before eliminating all the proof and sauntered out of the room voluntarily by announcing that the Crown Princess left a note asserted that she would like to doze for the rest of the day.

***

“Pffttt... Is she exceptionally a genius in poison making? It's too unstable not intentionally weakened but the producer was too susceptible that even her poison was super weak.” Aubrianna can't hold her laughter anymore and giggled unstoppably from the gleeful joke she ever listened to.

“I love some funny comedies. Don't you feel so, Lotte?” Aubrianna glanced at her guilty felt maid as she felt uneasy with her risky ideas of letting her taste the tea which apparently had poison and deluded to be wholly unconscious for the day.

“Your Highness, are you seriously going to do this?” Charlotte still ain't convinced with her reckless like plan.

“Lotte, we shall teach someone step by step or it wouldn't feel good just to place her punishment. Every evidence I collected is precious for my last vengeance.” She smirked playfully. A sweet vengeance required all of the essential flavours to make it extraordinarily good than the typical one so that it would be exceptionally satisfying and favourable.

“She wanted to play with fire so I gave her the blaze. She reaped what she sows after all.” Aubrianna tapped her fingers on the table, lasted for all her schemes to slowly appear that would bestow her an excellent one hundred eighty twist later. This was what was called a sweet vengeance!

***

“My child! What happened to you? Why are you covered in scars?” Lady Armella Cora, the birth mother of the second, third, twelfth and twenty-fourth princess twirled her daughter torso who's completely bled persistently.

“Mother! I think I've caught some bad luck from the Crown Princess.” Princes Ashlyn wept on her mother's lap. The injury stung so much but there's nothing else the other could perform except provided her medication and bandaged up her wounds. Nonetheless, the wounds didn't cease bled and made all the bandages soaked with her fresh blood. This impelled them to continually change the case.

“Bad luck? What do you mean and did you visit the Crown Princess?” She obliviously inquired as her hands brushed the second princess hair.

“Right after I visited her, I've stridden on a pile of animal waste and I instinctively held my leg elevated to not make it imprinted onto other thing but then I staggered five floors straight. When someone assisted me to surge, I've trudged on my own dress and tumbled once again until my head slammed the ground. My head bled badly and I've severed my leg. I rise after that but then I accidentally slipped on the edge of the lake and nearly submerged into the deepwater where there's no attendant around except mine that chased me when I tumbled down the floor.

I held onto a single branch that was about to broke so that I wouldn't plunge into the lake. Unfortunately, my two maids couldn't swim and sought help from others. When the attendants arrived, the branch oddly cracked and I subsided into the lake. Accordingly, when the servant fetched me, I'm freezing cold and my clothes were hugely torn that it barely covered my body. The accident enticed others awareness but my body was nearly uncovered. Lots of others snickered at me. Mother, it hurts so much but my dignity was more painful... It must be the work of the demonic crown princess!”

“My poor daughter... Don't worry, Ashlyn. We would definitely have our revenge but not today. We could do anything to her as long as you became the Empress, right? Oh, and keep seducing the idiotic crown prince. He would definitely take you in when he became the emperor.”

“But mother, he rarely sees me now...” She appeared to be slightly blue when supposed about the crown prince of the Madise kingdom which was under the Sophronia Empire. He was Aubrianna's betrothal and rumoured to be the next ruling emperor of Sophronia. She required to seduce him so that he would accept her in when he became the emperor and abandoned the crown princess. That's the actual plan she had with her ‘genius’ mother.

“Maybe because he's busy, dear. Just be patient and you'll be the next empress.” Lady Armella consoled her with the usual and typical words.

“That's right. The naive princess would never get the throne.” She ultimately got the grip and ensured herself.

***

“Aubrianna, my daughter, what are you giggling about?” Empress Adrianna inquired of her as Aubrianna conserved cackled as she gawked something through the valuable sphere ring. It had a lot of beneficial uses to the owner and was incredibly valuable.

“ I apologised for my rude behaviour, Your Majesty. Would you be interested to take a look at our successful plan, Your Majesty? I could guarantee your enjoyment.” She positioned the ring on the top of the table as she received the empress approval.

“Of course, I'm interested.” She slightly nodded, looked like she had quite the curiosity of the ring content.

“Please take a good look at the tape, dearest mother.” Aubrianna unlocked the ring and enabled her mother to watch the bad lucked jinx that fallen onto the second princess when she wore the unremovable bangle that she embezzled. She was courting for her own death as long as the bangle was on. Nevertheless, eliminated it was not as simple as it seemed as it was already none removable which mean it was inconceivable to be discarded. Solely, the curse creator was able to remove it which implied on Aubrianna. This would alleviate her a lot in getting rid of the second princess.

“Pfftt... You are the only one who could keep me entertaining around here.” The empress chuckled from the humorous records of the princess terrible fortune.

“I'm right, ain't I?” She grinned jovially. Deliberately, she would reap her revenge for Aubrianna that passed away from their cruel greeds.

“You should be prepared for their surprises with a surprise so that that exact surprise would eat them in silence.” She reminisced as she touched the cup of hot tea on the table.

“That would be my priority, Your Majesty. Please rest assured. I won't ever let my guard down.” She convinced her promising. They should be well equipped for the throne conflict between the princess for Sophronia glorious monarchy.

“That's good but please remembered to find the infamous Elemental King as soon as possible.”

“Yes, mother.” She conceded. The Elemental King... where did the headmaster spot her when she inquired him to enable her to confront the Elemental King? She attempted her hardest to distinguished the place but it came off like an undetectable niche, a place that was clearly out of the world. Would she be eligible to greet him again?

“I remembered that you still need to finish your learning in The Royal Academy of Sophronia... just a year left, isn't it?” Empress Adrianna interrogated for verification to her knowledge that she collected recently. That directly meant that relatively restricted time was left.

“Your Majesty is correct. I would finish with the academy and assessed the throne right away.” She substantiated her statements.

“We shouldn't waste any more time just waiting for them to take action.” Empress Adrianna assumed and kept reckoned about a strategy to be out of the trapped crisis. If Aubrianna were to convene her end, then, it would be indicated that the new empress to be would be elected. That signified that the throne might plunge for the second princess.

“Your Majesty, can I ask your help in something?”

“What is it, dear?”

“...”

“That's a good idea. If the emperor won't allow you to do that. I would.”

“Thank you, mother.”

“You're my daughter, after all. Our thoughts linked together...”

***

“Are you serious, Lucas? After all this year, you only came back to be heartbroken. She's a human, a mere human! It's normal for her!” He was about to crack his mind from overthinking. The conclusion that Lucas would prefer to seize was way too risky and flatly difficult.

“I'm serious. It's the same cause... the curse.” Lucas clarified chillily.

“Don't you remember how it actually went?” He implored, recalled back all of the death she upheld. Countless period of being listed for her short lifetimes inside their world.

“I realized that clearly but, whichever the path I took, she would still be the same...” Lucas let out, there's an insufficient sorrow scrutinized in his sullen voice. Each effort arose in the equivalent end. Absolute death.

“She won't remember you, Lucas... It's what we called the time reverse... Her remembrance of you would already turn into ashes.” He resisted insisted him from accomplished his reckless moves as one wrongdoing would make it tougher to hunt for their goal or precisely his only meaning in life.

“But I do. I would do everything it takes for her to eventually recollect me.” Lucas retorted with that confidence that arrived out of nowhere. He knew that there might be a probability that time would only be reversed once again by both of them if their plan wasn't working.

“Greatest King, you can't! If you couldn't, who else might possibly?” He was devastated from having a verbal talk with a man who knew no meant in lost in primarily anything.

“But what is she actually regained it naturally?” Lucas indicated his ideas that they haven't speculated about as it seemed preposterous.

“But she obviously didn't.” He dismissed that only wishes of him to be concurrently like the old times.

“What if one day she recovered all of it?” Lucas kept insisted the same. Not aimed to back it up just because of a single denial from him.

“It might be impossible... but if she did... her lifeline might change.” He commenced assuming the impossible possibilities if that might be true.

“If it changed, won't she be able to avoid the curse?” Lucas implored him. Gradually convinced him to struggle together.

“To avoid absolute death... Would it work with our limited time?” He asked.

“There are lots of possibilities...” Lucas gazed back at the relaxed pond that established back all of their recollections onetime again.

***

“Your Highness, are you sure about going back to the academy?” Charlotte kept inquiring her with identical concerned over and over. It might be the twentieth times of her endless quests.

“I am. Don't worry, Lotte. I would definitely be back frequently to meet you.” Aubrianna persuaded her for who knew how much time already.

“I'm fine, Your Highness but I'm a little concerned about you... Would you be alright?” Charlotte couldn't appear to let her take off calmly. Regardless, her intention was clear and pure, simply apprehensive about her valued princess that was about to reside at her academy which was a complete battlefield for her.

“I would don't be worried like that, Lotte. It would totally be fun at the academy or so.” Aubrianna surely asserted the word fun that wasn't meant for fun. It implied for another kind of fun which would be her unlimited fun but misery to others. Adequately, the late Crown Princess too had been on that suffering and despair period and presently she loves absolutely loved to bestow that back to the genuine owner who had kindly granted her the lovely suffering.

“Fun... But please take good care of yourself when I'm not with you.” Charlotte pleaded once again.

“Sure-sure... You would wait for me, wouldn't you?” Aubrianna strode onto the royal carriage which she would use to traverse to the Royal Academy of Sophronia.

“I'm the Crown Princess personal maid, chosen by His Majesty himself to serve you and only you. Your command is my wish.” Charlotte reasonably bowed in admiration. She had served the royal family for so long that the emperor himself trusted Aubrianna to her but the poor princess was constantly tormented by the others that made her awfully guilty for not to be competent to take any effort to evade her suffering. At the very least, this would lessen her regrets.

“See you later, Lotte.” Aubrianna waved at her.

“Yes, Your Highness.” She kept bowing as the carriage strode for their trip.

The journey to the academy by carriage took time but she had to shift a few things back to the academy and it would be relatively wasted her energy for that. Furthermore, she would dawdle at the dorm for the rest of the year which suggest until the graduation day which also the year she would become the next empress. Supposed that there's not honestly ample time left after all...

How did she wish that time would freeze and conserved motionless... When you shut your eyes tightly, rested your whole body, listened to the soft sounds of the living organism of the big world made its own extraordinary sound, the sweet smell of the bloom fallen unstoppably on from its peaks to the walkway, the gentle sounds of the soft breeze that chills... This aspect that constantly being neglected for its significance less worthy.

We eternally chased and chased for a thing that we never comprehend ourselves, the future itself, erratic motions that preceding hastily without us realised it. What did we honestly wish for? Even if the world was ours we might not even be fulfilled. That's one harsh but valid truth of humanistic instinct. Nonetheless, we would all knew one day that the one you desired for had always been in front of your eyes... Opened your eyes widely and alleviated your mind slowly... The real meaning of life would one day be there when you're prepared to discern what it was.

It will come willingly to you but trackless... entered your life as silent as the wind...but provided the bright source like the sun and conveyed hopes in the dark like the twinkled stars up in the gloomy sky... That's when your life was wholly fulled... regrets, hatred, sadness was swept away when you would completely understand your destiny but your destiny would only come on a destined day where the world was colourful, the air was aromatic, the feelings were terrific, unimaginable but its the exact experience that would take you on a new journey full of remarkable meanings...

***

“Students of all various departments, I'm your headmaster. As you might have heard about, our academy would hold the annual department's expeditions, as we've always held every year. This expedition which would be a big fair competition with each department, champion of the comp would be able to be to have one-time access to the private library in the royal palace!” The headmaster was delivering a speech for all of the major of the academies.

“Ceh, if that was the prize, I wouldn't want to compete.” Few of the lads grumbled with a clear unsatisfied voice.

“No, no, no... Don't worry! That's only part of the present. This year, we were luckily supported by the royal family of Sophronia. Fifty thousand coins and full academy scholarships were also from the donation of our pride empire.” The headmaster's speech shook all of the students. The prize appeared to be a little overboard and too abundant for the minor event.

“What?!! Fifty thousand coins!!! And academy scholarship!!!” The students conserved whispered and murmured regarding the stunning winner gifts. It's once in a lifetime chance for all the students.

“Wow!!!”

“Then, I wished all of you good luck.” The headmaster's speech halts there, left all of his students in awe of the award.

Fifty thousand coins... seemed like the empress were reasonably considerable about the petition she brought about on the day before. Her mind was set back on the time;

“Your Majesty, can I ask your help in something?”

“What is it, dear?”

“The royal academy would be having annual departments expedition and I would wish the royal family to donate a few goods to the academy as a donation gift. Can you help me, mother?”

“That's a good idea. If the emperor won't allow you to do that. I would.”

“Thank you, mother.”

“You're my daughter, after all. Our thoughts linked together...”

That's quite the discussion she had with the empress a day before. Her following class would be the Swordsmanships class from instructor Eugene Norman. Though, there's one single thing that had been concerned her about the male instructor, he had a nifty unpleasant personality. Yep, it meant that he should never exist in the first place... just kidding... how did he even manage to become an instructor in the first place?

As today was the swords training class, she had to wear a tuck-in shirt and leather pant and not a dress anymore like always. That's an insufficiently convenience, to be honest. Currently, the only stuff that was left to deal with was that man. Would it either be a pleasurable experience or the exact opposite? She stepped to the training field with a sword that she regularly dragged around as she began attained the academy and it's apparently for the safety purpose.

Sufficiently, it's reasonable as she, the next in line of the throne, the next raising monarch, was attending an academy that would be full of life-threatening snakes without a single knight assisted her. At initial of the suggestion, even the empress was concerned about that but submitted at the verge after convinced of her power that could straightly take supervision of the whole empire.

She's literally wondering that if the empire could be protected by herself, how powerful would the Elemental King would be? He was undoubtedly extraordinarily strong if he was the strongest among the strongest. That's just stunning to be visualized.

***

She confidently walked to the open training field. The swordsmanships class was prominent with men and there's hardly two female major inside the class which is the crown princess that was labelled as a vulnerable and fragile princess that couldn't actually handle a sword and her third sister, the third princess, Princess Caroline Morina Jekyll. She was exceptionally granted in sword fighting and invariably bullied Aubrianna that couldn't wield a sword. Emerged in her being endlessly beaten despite being their crown princess.

The nauseating snickered, wicked whispered, silents mocked and deep hatred. She had been through that a lot when she was diagnosed with autism in her past life at fourteen years old. Honestly, autism in her caused others to commence to distance themselves for the justification that she was odd... not normal and had a disability. It hurt, hurt a lot but it would unfold your eyes to something new. Something more significant and more valid.

Bullying was an unforgivable crime, hurt the royals despite being a royal themselves and it's similarly an inexcusable trick from the presumptuous princess. Apiece has its own natures which meant a distinct weakness in which enabled her to plant the venom right on their soft spot.

“Good morning, students! Today, we would be practising the real swords. Who would like to be the first participant?” Instructor Eugene turned up that retracted all of the attention back.

“Me, Instructor Eugene.” One of the major lifted up her hands. It's the pompous girl, who loved intimidated her.

“Ah, I wonder who it is if it's not the gorgeous and competitive Princess Caroline. However, princess, you need to choose your partner in sword fighting.” Instructor Eugene smirked that already revealed his true motive. What a fool.

“A partner? Hmm...” The third princess deluded to conserve thought in ordinance to let the others propose their assistance despite her already set her eyes on her hated sister. She was an actual attention seeker for God sake.

“Me! Chose me, princess!” The crowds continuously required their help precisely as she had anticipated earlier.

“No! Me!” The other conserved fought with each other to be appointed by their adored princess.

“I'm the best! Assign me, princess!”

“I would like to invite my older sister, Crown Princess Aubrianna.” Her statement effortlessly made the other despised and resented her for being selected when they're not. That's a certainly clever move, to be honest, but not excessively clever enough to assign someone, not on your own level. Sufficiently, simply stated the truth regardless.

“Why? She can't even handle the sword.” One of the youth taunted her for her memorable fragileness.

“Thank you for your invitation. I would gladly accept it.” Aubrianna accepted her offers that lured even more suspicion to the student's senses, believed that she had completely gone nuts after all the animosity she obtained.

“Is that the crown princess?”

“Did you hear that she broke the crystal ball?”

“She's so different from the third princess.”

“I'm sure that the sword was for shows only.” One of them that muttered finally snagged her wrath. That one nasty aspect to be declared openly to her companion. The swords were her real collaborator, an eternal part of herself. How dare they disparaged her along with her invaluable sword that was given the name Rapid Reaper. The name itself illustrated its advantage.

“I see... Only for the show? Would like to try it?” She accordingly slashed the wood puppets for their training into two that it smashed quite hardly that all of the others were appalled.

“No. No!” He declined when she referred her sharp, shining swords edge on him. Threatened a man who was daring sufficiently to name the Rapid Reaper an exhibition object.

“One more word and the wood puppet would be you.” She uttered that developed an extensive silence included their instructor that was motionlessly in the complete awe from that.

“...Older sister. Let's start the game, shall we?” Princess Caroline preoccupied her from the crises back to their tangible battle.

“Sure.” She nodded that put everyone in solace state.

“Then, ladies. The rules are to start in the circle no matter what and a step out of the circle would eliminate you. Also, you mustn't attack your opponent in her vital organs to avoid any heavy injury. If you're ready, we would start now.”

“Ready? Start!”

She's quick at ambushing and good at dodging the sword. The motions were fast but not swift. One omission would make her stumble like this; Aubrianna deliberately shifted her body to the other side but Caroline's swords that were striking sadly didn't knock anything and her balance was dropped and ultimately tumbled onto the ground. Still, Aubrianna couldn't tolerate the complacent princess to lose effortlessly like that.

There's no actual fun in that. She supported her from footed out of the circle and made her be eligible to play against her furthermore. Princess Caroline was awfully agitated. She hastily attacked her with the swords but Aubrianna kept withstood her and barricaded the swords that made her angrier. She determined to strive to damage her leg so that she would slump but she would make it to seem like unintentional doing. Aubrianna was irritated from her wicked ideas.

She eventually struck her swords that one single slashed from her shattered the third princess swords into pieces. This virtually jaw-dropped all of the other majors to catch a glimpse of the swords broken skillfully. Aubrianna wasted no time and simply swept the third princess off her own feet and fallen out of the circle. She plainly won, however, others yet gazed with that astonished complexion on. All of them were unduly aghast to behold the sight of that unpredictable occurrence.

“This feels refreshing to warm up a little bit, sadly, you don't interest me even to the slightest.”

“Do you know what, third sister? Revenge tastes the best when you're powerful enough to wreck your foe. It would give you a satisfactory sensation. Maybe a little like this?”

Aubrianna thus sheathed her swords heretofore on its scabbard. Her aura independently would make others perceived apprehension but nonetheless, there's one man that compelled her felt odd. The only one that kept smiled during her whole fight, Adryan Aristotle. The other bizarre thing was that his thoughts were unusually clear or equally intentionally emptied. Effortlessly explained, he thought of nonentity at all. How could a human thought of nothing at all? Really strange.

“Instructor Eugene, who is your best fighter? Is it her?” Aubrianna indicated of Caroline who squirmed in pain as she plummeted onto the hard ground.

“No, not really. It's your senior, the swiftest player, Lucas Osvaldo Ethan Castriell. Why did you ask?” He clarified as his hands were rummaging for something inside his cloaks and were horrified to discern that it was gone.

“Oh, nothing. I just fancy these daggers you kept in your cloaks.” She revealed the daggers that she earlier snatched from the instructor. He actually attempted to toss this at her with the intent to analyze her fundamental skill which meant to harm her. This daggers would certainly kill an ordinary person readily based on its special structure which was developed to kill.

“How did you...” The instructor came off to be out of words. If this was how he behaved every day, her probability of getting murdered would handily be expanded.

“Then, see you later.” Aubrianna wandered away from the fields.

“Aubrianna!” Her third sister looked like she was mad from that forfeit she obtained, screamed and grunts shamelessly. Aubrianna stepped away from the training field to change her clothing. Her subsequent destination would be to the invisible-archery class taught by Instructor Dianna Clementine. The days were already fatiguing surely in the initial class. How would this go on for an entire year?