The Forgotten Princess’S Rebellion Chapter 8

Chapter 8

[Lucien’s Abandoned Manor – Candlelight flickers, casting eerie shadows across the room. The air is thick with unspoken words, the weight of a deal about to be struck.]

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

(smirking) Careful, little princess. Deals with sorcerers rarely end in favor of the desperate

Seraphina Valenhardt (princess/fl)

(coolly) Then it's a good thing I’m not desperate

[Lucien tilts his head, watching her with something close to amusement. He leans back against the grand, decaying chair, tapping his fingers against the armrest.]

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

A secret for a secret. You want answers about your curse? Fine. But if your secret doesn’t interest me—

[His fingers twitch, and the air around her grows colder. The hint of magic, dark and ancient, slithers against her skin.]

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

(softly, dangerously) —I’ll take something else instead

Seraphina Valenhardt (princess/fl)

*Seraphina doesn’t flinch. She meets his gaze, unwavering* Agreed

[The moment the word leaves her lips, the temperature in the room shifts. A whisper of unseen forces moves through the air, the weight of an unspoken contract settling between them.]

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

(grinning) Good. Now, let’s see what you’re truly worth, princess

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

*He moves suddenly, closing the distance between them in a blink. He raises a single finger, resting it just under her chin, tilting her face up slightly*

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

(mocking) Tell me, Seraphina—what is your secret?

[She could lie. She could twist the truth. But Lucien would see through it. No—she has to give him something real. Something dangerous.]

Seraphina Valenhardt (princess/fl)

(calmly) I remember things I shouldn’t

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

*smirks falters* Oh? And what does a forgotten princess remember that she shouldn’t?

Seraphina Valenhardt (princess/fl)

(softly, deliberately) The future.

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

*A flicker of something—interest, suspicion, hunger—flares in Lucien’s glowing blue eyes*

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

(whispering) Now that... is interesting

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

*He steps back, his smirk returning, but his eyes sharper now, calculating*

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

Very well, little seer. You've earned your answer

[He raises a hand, and suddenly, the room around them warps. The candles flicker wildly, shadows stretch unnaturally, and whispers slither through the air like unseen ghosts.]

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

Your curse didn’t just break, Seraphina. It was undone. Someone—

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

*His smirk deepens, but there’s something unsettling beneath it now*

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

(softly, dangerously) —or something—didn’t want you to stay forgotten

Seraphina Valenhardt (princess/fl)

*A chill runs down Seraphina’s spine, but she keeps her expression neutral* Who?

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

(grinning) That, little princess, is the real question. And if you think you’re the only one defying fate…

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

*He leans in, voice dropping to a whisper against her ear* You’re not

[Her breath stills. The shadows around them pulse once, then vanish. Lucien steps back, his usual smirk back in place, as if he hadn’t just shattered everything she thought she knew.]

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

(mockingly) Well? Satisfied?

Seraphina Valenhardt (princess/fl)

(steadying herself) Not even close

Lucien D’Arcy (sorcerer/ml 3)

*laughs, dark and amused* Good. Then come back when you’re ready for the next piece of the puzzle

Seraphina Valenhardt (princess/fl)

*Seraphina turns, her mind a storm of unanswered questions. As she steps back into the night, she knows one thing for certain—this was just the beginning*