Another chapter has been unfold when the war started. Being a Royal Princess with a blood half filled with of a fae, I'm very...precious, different in each person's eyes.

For my father, I'm only a illegitimate child with a blood of one of his many affairs. For my mother, a mistake. For the rest of everyone, I'm a tool to fulfill their desires. And for my brother, I'm someone who can't match a high prince like him...

And so, I've fled before my family can even touch a strand of my blond hair. Running, running. I've been running for hours, flashes of my memories bursts into my eyes. Running, as thunder and rain fought for the sky

Until I reached the harbor. Clenching the brown thick shawl on my head, I hastily hopped into a ship full of products. I didn't know where it will take me...

I don't care, as long as I am long away from that hellhole, I call home. Shivering in only my nightwear, I wished I had brought along Mel with me. She was my only friend.

A maid in the castle, she would often sneak pastries out for me and eat them by the willow tree in the garden. I always tell her my secrets and how I wished my brother loved me more and she will always say that, he has a different way of saying I love you that I don't understand. And I kinda always think that's bullsh*t.

I hug myself until I fall asleep. Waves crashing against the ship. Thunder taking its throne.

~*~

I sleep until I felt sunshine radiate my skin. I groan slightly, hearing a bell and birds flocking around. Squinting my eyes, my little 10 year old self cannot believe it.

I saw that same white dragon flag from the ones I've seen in the books of the library. I'm in Xenonne!.

A place where diversities are welcome, magicians, warriors and other creatures come to a place full of enchanting culture. Xenonne.

"Did you get the report?" a somewhat childlike voice said behind me.

"Yes, your highness" I hear a man said, crumpling of paper was heard by my ears. I sat up and turn around.

A boy with black raven hair shined before me. He wore a villager's clothing but an aura around him can make you think twice. I lean my head to the right. Huh? He looks around my age.

"What?" I suddenly straighten up, shocked that I've said something out loud.

Striking blue eyes looked upon me, he was a child but he looks like he's as old as my brother.

But unlike my brother, his eyes glimmers and suddenly crouched down to my height and weirdly leaned his forehead against mine.

What!? isn't this what lovers do?

My face heats up making his smile even more deeper.

"What's your name, little angel?"