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Loucari De Emperyian,
Loucari Empire was been healthy and a wealthy state, it's nation has a great generosity towards each other's, and a farewell known King, King Azacaris VII had put the Empire in a straw of strong knowledge and the people and nation obey him with great acknowledge, one word trying to disgust or disrespect the King towards the people. And you might found your body lying ten foot buried in the ground with your whole family.
Yet, this so called respect and loyalty towards the soft hearted King breaks his golden heart in nowhere watching his own people suffer in his hands, his own Queen dying to save the old, the sick the children the PEOPLE!
" CASSIA! " he yells in the thick smoke as fires yells dancing wavingly at his sight, his crown on his head had long fallen of the he less care, he kissed the forehead of his wife with choking sob, and left her to find there only daughter.
And that crown continues to rolls until being stopped by a man, his dirty shows stained with blood stained the gold crown the once shimmers in the sunlight or moonlight whenever it is being seen it will remind you of the Saintness Caissa or Princess Caissa eyes because of her uniquely golden orbs, the man had a gun smoking on the mouth, as loud thump.
*Screams
" FATHER! " Cassia, the Princess and the last of hope of their Empire.
" ...Save yourself... " The man falling to ground being dazed and smile full of love, he tried to save his own people, will or against of it,
" Cassia avenge our dear people... Save...s-save the crown! " He choke as he took a the last breathe seeing his only daughter, stood frozen as a statue with brimming tears, he wished to comfort her, yet he cannot move by the blood gashing out from his chest, the bullet went straight to his chest yet that chest for years was filled with joy, Dear Grace, save my daughter, guide her...
That was his last wishes and prayers until he can peacefully close his eyes shut, blood flow from the King's mouth, as Cassia pulls herself together choking every sobs,
" Nice one son! " Praises the father who dirtly wear the crown on his head, seeing the teenager beside him aches her heart, that... That... C-cannot be..! Hayes!
" Dear sweet heart, do you want to run or not? I can shoot you in three seconds " Clinking the gun of the red haired boy with gray silver hawk eyes, Cassia staggered a few steps back, a count down was made,
3...
She had magic, and yet she uses her golden butterflies to shield her away from the guards and fire who glimmers brightly than the morning crown and sun.
2...
Yes she was slow yet she feel the wind and time was helping her getting out the on the gates fast as she can, the dark path she didn't bother, she can feel those eyes on the high towers of her soon-to-be Empire, the Empire her ancestors rule over nine hundred century.
1...
FUCK! She halted her steps on the narrow ravine, she can see sharp metals down below, ravine of the dead! Eek! She had no choice, she sees by the sixth sense, bullets of the Vislindo family can roam global as they wanted, a powerful gun that can kills you to death in just 30 seconds, a poison of Blood Reschila.
I am Cassia Zella Di'Loucariana, a 16 years old who going to be the next Queen of the Empire on my seventeen birthday yet passed, the death of mine should comfort me to be belong on my mother's and father's embrace.
Sharp throbs pierced on her chest, as the wind declines her falls, two bullets were fired after her, golden orbs didn't weep tears yet they weep big diamond like tears, as her butterflies charged towards there owner, sunlight glees as she saw the dawn.
" ...And yes, And I am the Fallen Princess that everyone hopes to return... "
Yet death took it all.