"Ah, also, Emperor Damien is very popular and handsome. Do not cause trouble to him and naturally, those around him. He has promised not to cause trouble to you," the King warns.
"Yes, father."
Though they said these words, both of them knew that Princess Violetta probably would not cause trouble with a personality as shy and sheltered as hers.
She could care less. All that is on her mind at the moment is her journey to the Demigod Society. Her plan is to report her trip to her family at dinner and get ready to leave the day after tomorrow.
'Hmm… I'll guess I'll bring a couple of maids and the lady mage.'
She visits the knights station and picks out a couple of lady knights to accompany her on her voyage.
She prances happily, oblivious to how different her life will be after this one small journey…
Violetta informs her family that night at dinner, "Mother, father, I'm deciding to go to the Demigod Society for my trip."
"Yes, great, it's saf- ahem it's quite an amazing sight there," the King says in delight, "I'll send them a letter in advance."
The Queen pats Violetta's head, "Have fun, we will miss you!"
Leopold, however, shows a face with a trace of contempt at Violetta's smiling face. In his mind, it doesn't matter where his 'dumb' little sister goes, she's not that great anyways, it's not like she'll be worshipped there or something. He could care less what happens to her as long as she doesn't die, or else Justine will probably be mad.
He stands up dismissing himself, "I'm full. I'll be going."
…
"Goodnight, Princess," her maids curtsy and make their way outside the door, as the princess closes her eyes.
Violetta listens to the sounds of their footsteps as they walk away, slowly drifting into a light sleep.
She lightly slept, waiting for one hour, two hours, three hours. The lights in the hall turn off, signalizing the sleep time of the King and the servants going to rest.
After a good ten minutes, the magenta eyes slowly open, moderately glowing in the dark.
The petite princess sits upright and walks over to the bedside, taking a magic candle.
In the pitch black of the night, Violetta sneaks out of the room quietly carrying her empty container of spicy food. She slowly walks across towards the kitchen.
Little did she know of two people sitting on the branch, peering through the big glass windows, staring at her.
"Wow~ Look at her go~ what a bad girl…" a man, about the age of seventeen, about two years older than Violetta, says, staring through the window at the petite figure with golden hair.
He, who sits on a branch of a tree outside, observing the 'sheltered princess' who supposedly follows all rules… or not?
Another man, standing beside the seventeen year old, slightly older comments, "She's not as the rumors say; she is literally sinning in front of us."
The two men in black, peer down at her while discussing.
"Haha, this sort of thing can't even be counted as a sin. You're being too harsh."
"Yes, your reverence is actually the one sinning," he replies in a playful tone.
"B.L.A.D.E! Don't you dare call me that again! Jeez. Besides, it's not like the old man will punish me really bad. I'm just curious about our visitor."
The wind rustles the seventeen year old's sky blue short hair, glimmering a faint silver color in the moonlight. His leg dangles under the tree branch, as he turns his head back towards Violetta, who's still cautiously making her way towards the kitchen. His eyes show a faint sign of interest.
His black haired companion, Blade sighs, "Claude, are you gonna keep on following her or should we head back?"
"Ah, let's head back. I don't want the old man to die from a heart attack from worrying about me or something…"
The two men then whisk away, gone with the wind.
Violetta, on the other hand, practices more of her spicy food making and stores them.
Using the last day before her trip to make everything perfect, she sets on her way to the Demigod Society.
Violetta excitedly travels to the Demigod Society's headquarters, chatting with her maids right before boarding onto the magical flying carriage. She can feel her heart pounding quite fast.
"Ah! I'm so excited to go! Maya, Kate, what should we do there first?"
Kate giggles, "It's up to your highness."
Maya smiles sweetly, however, a mysterious glimmer flashes in her eyes.
In her carriage of only one. She sneakily brings out her glass container of spicy food. This time, the container is bigger and contains a variety.
There's the classical MaPo Tofu, spicy chicken called 'Firecracker Chicken', spicy noodles, and some spicy sauce with an assortment of foods to dip into it.
She munches pleasantly on her delicacies. Each spicy dish contains a concentration of half a teaspoon. Yes, this was her max after two nights of practice, quite a lot for someone as delicate and mellow as her. Of course, her symptoms also decreased, as she became used to eating the addicting food.
She smiles pleasantly at the rich flavors. It's so spicy and hot, yet so alluring! She glances in a hand mirror. Unfortunately, with makeup on, the looks only enhance by a little, since the makeup's mellow effects and pepper's domineering effects contrast.
After a short journey of two hours, they arrive at the beautiful headquarters of the Demigod Society.
The misty city looks so dominating and mysterious. Residing on a tall misty mountain capped with beautiful pure white ice and snow, as if there was eternal purity and holiness in this place. A huge palace stands in the middle of the clusters of tall towers, all seeming as if they are floating on clouds. Although almost unnoticeable, there are many people in white cloaks travelling around. They walk elegantly and professionally yet chatter excitedly and full of liveliness, giving everyone a good, warm feeling.