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What changed on a Spring evening

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Zhou Ming Dan has just moved to the capital city. She's fifteen and the daughter of the second most powerful man in the country. The social circles in the capital are down right venomous, but Zhou Ming Dan has her strong support. Can she survive the power struggle? She has the picture of the perfect romantic hero in her mind, but no bachelor seems to be aligning to her expectations. She knows her expectations are too high, but she won't settle for just anyone. And that's not all. She has a past her mind and family is hiding from her. But no truth can be hidden forever. Being back to these surroundings, she is starting to question her memory. Her mind is letting out snippets of her history. Can she find the truth. In fact, does 'she' want to be found? There's war on the horizon and Zhou Ming Dan might be the only one who knows the way to come out of it the victor.
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Chapter 1 - Prologue

It should be a hazy memory. I should remember none of it. But I do and I do so clearly. A quiet afternoon, right after we had had our lunch. She sat right across from me. A reflection of myself yet her colour palette was unique and intriguing. The wispy white strands of hair falling across her face, her red eyes that focused on the puzzle piece in her hand, her thin frame hunched over the jigsaw puzzle that father got us from the shipyard merchants, her pale cool skin that contrasted my warm tones, so determined to be winter to my spring. She noticed my lack of movement and looked up to see me stare at her and smiled. That crooked smile was the one common feature we shared along with our general structure to mark us as twins. We looked different, our personalities contrasted, we saw the world differently even at that young age, but we got along so well. I picked up a piece that had a golden key and placed it in the empty spot of the green door. Until this moment was my life perfect and in order. After this, I joined the ranks of people who had loved and lost.

It was a moment, the beautiful music, the hypnotic voice, the panic-stricken look on our mother's face, her vain attempt at covering both our ears. Then she looked up, expressionless, her eyes glazed over, the puzzle piece fell from her hand. She stood up and walked out the open door. She looked so ethereal then, walking through the flowery maze that our garden created. My mother howled, the servants held her back. For everyone knew that she had been claimed. There was no use going after her.

Everything turned slow and blurry. I felt the tears roll down my face. Stories about the legendary Siren that I heard from my grandmother on countless evenings after tea came back to me. She walked on, deaf to my calls, dead to the world. My sister, Zhou Li Guang was gone.