Destiny of the destinies

"Few hours earlier"

At the Prince's quarters –

"Jiv What about my sister?" Prince Ashwin asked his personal guard while he was getting ready in a white pants and shirt with a golden robe and green jacket, his sky blue short hair decorated with white tiara.

"Her highness was... resting," Jiv replied.

"What!" Ashwin roared .

Jiv was still, keeping his head down.

"Is she ready yet?" Ashwin demanded.

"That, your highness…" Jiv stammered, even knowing that not answering a Royal is equal to a crime, but answering is also something that may be worse.

"Forget it!" Ashwin pinched his nose between his eyebrows in frustration and headed towards her quarters. And there, she was lying on a sofa eating grapes.

Ashwin took a deep breath in annoyance.

"Anyway, this isn't her first time," he muttered.

"MARIPOSA!"

Hearing her full name, she did something that didn't shocked him. She looked his way in a cool manner, without any worry in the world, and said one word, "What?"

Hearing her, he felt a surge of rage. His eyes were full of anger, but he again took a long breath and asked, "Why aren't you ready yet?"

"I didn't feel like it. You see, I have no interest in meeting with a new batch of brats," she replied coolly.

She is clearly mocking him, and it's not the first time. The worst part is, like every single time, she is getting him good. 'Does he have any damn power?' Ashwin thought. Ashwin always thought that if their parents told him who is younger and who is older, it would be a lot better.

'This topic is going anywhere.'

"You are a princess; it's your duty," he said hopefully. "Besides, don't you always adore these holy days?" he added.

"Well, I used to, till we really enjoyed it. But from last year, it sucks. Those damn brats, okay fine, let me get ready. Little late didn't affect anyone, right?" She batted her eyes innocently, and with that, she headed towards her room. And after an hour or so later, she was dressed in a long white gown, hair fully open like a waterfall with no ornament in them except a white dragon shaped tiara, same as Ashwin's.

With some chit-chat, they left the quarters and headed towards the Rose Hall. And they were near. They suddenly stopped and gave a look to each other. "Well, I didn't realize we were going to a drama house." Ashwin sighed.

"Brother, someone did the most forbidden thing, and I like it," Mari said wickedly and excitedly.

'Creepy, truly creepy,' Ashwin's mind screamed.

"Let's just go inside and see what's happening and..."

Mari cut him and grinned, "Brother, let's do it my way, okay?"

"Why am I having a bad feeling about it?" Ashwin suspiciously asked.

"Brother, you are no fun. Anyway, what I wanted was a sudden entry," she said, catching red-handed." She pouted.

'That damn word 'brother', I hate it whenever she says it like that,' Ashwin thought and sighed. "Okay, whatever, but I will go first."

"Done!" She agreed immediately.

"Well, that's not suspicious at all," Ashwin muttered.

Nevertheless, they did it without letting the guard announce their entry. They entered, and Ashwin directly looked in her way, and Mari also followed him when he stepped towards her.

Arya's P.O.V.:

It's so suffocating and dark. I can't breathe, I can't speak. Why, why, Goddess, why, somebody, please… please…

The door of the hall suddenly opened. For a moment, I felt light – for myself. But it was him, the prince, the hero – and with that, I lost my light. When I looked towards him, I saw him looking at her with no emotion, and then his eyes – his pure white eyes – shifted towards me.

'So you also think I am the bully.'

When he was getting close, everyone and everything was too quiet. But suddenly, a figure crossing him was getting near me or maybe us and....

SLAP

The sound of a slap echoed, and something inside me shattered. I don't know what. Suddenly, I was breathing, and a single drop rolled down on my cheek, and I felt a cool sensation, a cool hand. It was 'his' hand. He was wiping my tears.

'Wait, not her's.''

So you know I am not a bully.'

"You will be alright, okay," He said quietly to me, not to her, but me.

When I was in my own mess, someone spoke,

"You really have guts to do so, hmm? How dare you, HOW DARE YOU!" It was none other than the princess…'

'Wait princess Mariposa, but how?' I was confused.

"Listen, princess I…" Rosalie tried to speak but the princess cut her off.

"Princess! Did you just call me princess?"

Princess Mariposa grinned. Truthfully speaking, that smile was deeply creepy, and dangerous. Her blue eyes were like a tsunami in the ocean.

[The slap was given to Rosalie by Mariposa.]

"You are a daring person, not afraid of anyone, do not care about royal rules, using magic so openly, truly speaking I like you," Princess Rosalie spoke.

Her dialogues were full of praise, but they were anything but praise.

"Prince Ashwin!..." Rosalie tried again.

"Oh, calling our name, you truly are something. It's a lovely blessing that you came, right, brother," Princess again silenced her.

I felt confused about the whole situation. Firstly, the heroine tried to frame me. Secondly, somehow she can use her magic this early and literally use it on everyone in the Royal Palace. I know her power is emotion, and her Sila is love, but was that really love? Lastly, why is the princess so… different? Wait, everyone is different, not just me. The prince is saving me. The heroine is not a kind one but… a bully. She is bullying and using everyone… Oh my Goddess, she isn't the heroine anymore…

"Lady Arya, you will be fine," the Prince pulled me from my thoughts.

"And Mari, leave it. She did a crime, so let the court handle it," the Prince calmly said to the princess.

"CRIME, NO, I am innocent, Prince. You must believe me, this girl was bullying…"

SLAP!

This time it was Prince Ashwin…