She was in her room, operating her laptop. The atmosphere was dark and scary, the only light around the room was the light coming from the laptop. The once lively room had turned into a den filled with darkness, awaiting the next prey to fall into its traps. Her hoodie was up her head, her hair tied together with a rubber band. She stood up from the chair and took a notebook and pen from the cupboard and began scribbling things from the laptop to the notebook. She was browsing. She clicked from one website to another, looking up for the most snoopy and sneaky assassin in the whole Britain, Dark Night.
She clicked on a website when a knock came on her door.
" Queen?"
She knew that voice, her mother's and sighed before replying, " I'm coming". She stood up from the desk, closed her laptop, pulled the hoodie off her head, loosing the rubber band that was bound to her hair and turned on the lights, revealing a fairy princess room before opening the door for her mother.
She pepped her head out of the room to the other side and looked at her mother. " Mother? What's wrong?", Queen asked. " It will soon be time for the party. We need to do more things for the party before the guests start to troop in. The latest designs are already out", she told Queen, pulling her out of the room, down the stairs.
Her mother was talking about the family business of fashion design. Kan design was the most popular designer in Britain and now they were about launching their new design. Well everything they did was to be judged by Queen because she was the next heir of the family.
Her mother's discussion drew from one designer to another. Queen knew the reason behind it all. Her arranged husband was to come over to the party. After all, she was already sixteen, growing curves and hips, enough to sweep men away to the side, mouth agape. She had already come of age to know her husband, so when she finishes her education, she would marry the man of her parents choice.
She kept on nodding her head till her mom stopped at the door of the fashion house, another wing of the mansion.
" What is Dan's business with you?", her mom asked.
" I just wanted to get information from him".
" Information from someone who went against his family. What information could he give you that rest of the family can't?".
Queen didn't want to go into the topic so she decided to change it.
" I thought he was your brother in law".
" Brother in law my foot. He isn't worth of being a brother in law".
" So about the party..."
" Yes, did I tell you that Louis is coming?".
Queen calmly answered, knowing full well who Louis is and how her temper was rising at the moment.
" Yes, you did ".
" Oh that boy is a good boy. Such a gentleman..." and her mom continued ranting about Louis and how ' perfect ' he was. Queen sighed. She was used to her mother's usual outspokenness but she was getting tired of it. Sometimes, she wondered how her father ever coped with such a loud mouthed woman. She was her mother after all, she didn't have to think such rude things about her, but she didn't care anymore. She had been cooking and now it looked like she was about to burst all her annoyance at her mother if she didn't stop talking.
As if her mother could read her mind, she stopped talking and brought Queen to the sewing section of the fashion house. The dress was a male one. It was a tuxedo, deeply highlighted with embroidery and glittering stones at the wrist and neck of the suit. The shirt was inbuilt with the tuxedo and had an inbuilt bow tie. The trousers had stones all over the waist side and the name of the designer was in printed at the back of the tuxedo.
Queen's mum watched Queen as her eyes focused on the suit, waiting for the final decision of the heiress, whether to go along with the launching or cancel it up and restart from the scratch. She watched her daughter's crystal blue eyes glued to the suit, her small hands all over the suit and her dark shoulder length hair, a little bit tinted with crystal blue - the same colour of the heiress's eyes. Her mum beamed with pride.
A couple of seconds later, Queen raised her head to face her mom and nodded.
" I like it. But I wish there could be another colour asides this crystal blue. Don't get me wrong, it's beautiful with the crystal blue colour but there can be various colours of it, right?"
" No dear, the colour was designed as a replica of you ", she said, poking her daughter's nose.
" Okay! Let's get launching!"
Her mother clapped her hands joyfully and led Queen back to her room. After safely delivering Queen to her room, she went to tell the good news to others.
Queen's Room,
She was sited at the edge of the bed. She let the aura flow out of her, anyone who entered the room at that moment would have been drifted away by fear and would worry so much that their precious Queen being possessed by an evil spirit. Not knowing that the evil spirit is Queen herself. She could switch mood from a nice, quiet girl to a demoness, then to a frightful heiress who wants to be alone to make her decision for marriage by herself, not her family.
What Dan told her the other time was troubling her ...
" Hello Queen", Dan said as he approached her. As she walked further to meet her uncle, she met Aunt Tia, Cousin Vincent and Victor, her mum and dad, Uncle Jack; Aunt Tia's husband and her grandmother standing. She then knew that Uncle Dan's arrival caused them the effort of standing and how Uncle Dan being there means a threat to them all. She couldn't still fathom why they all hated him. She remembered that when she was younger, her grannie would tell her that family first, then other things included, so why do they hate him?
She gestured a welcoming smile at Dan, in return for the greetings and then coughed to announce her presence. " Good afternoon everyone, I was the one that invited him over", she said.
" Oh please explain to them before they all throw me into a frying pan of hot oil ", Dan said smirking.
" I would have done that long ago if it was possible ", her father sneered and that got a throaty laugh from Dan before Jim continued " and what's the meaning of this Queen? Inviting over without any permission?"
" I'm sorry Father, I just wanted to see my uncle after a long time seeing him ", she replied. Her father sighed heavily.
" So I'll be in my room if anyone needs me ".
" I would like to know the meaning of this rubbish once you are ready ", her grandmother said, already ascending the stairs and was leaving them.
" Yes grannie ". With that, she pulled her uncle to the garden before anyone could say anything to stop her.