One day gold found out that xuan was in love with Cherry.
Gold had always been at Xuan's side, one of his closest friends, a powerful ally, and the one who loved him the most. She admired his strength, intelligence, and the way he commanded respect without ever having to raise his voice. For years, she had dreamed of standing beside him as his queen, convinced that they were meant to be together.
But everything changed when Cherry came into the picture.
At first, Gold dismissed Cherry as nothing more than a nuisance—just another defiant rebel who would eventually be dealt with. But it quickly became clear that Cherry was different. She was strong, fearless, and stubbornly independent, capturing Xuan's attention in a way no one ever had. Gold noticed how Xuan's eyes would linger on Cherry, how his voice softened whenever he spoke to her, and the way his defenses lowered, something Gold had never been able to achieve.
As the days passed, Gold's jealousy festered like a wound that wouldn't heal. She watched Xuan's growing fascination with Cherry, each glance and lingering look feeding the fire of resentment burning inside her. Gold's once calm and composed demeanor began to crack, her smiles forced and her patience wearing thin.
Every time Cherry's name was mentioned, Gold's chest tightened with an ache she couldn't ignore. She hated how Xuan looked at Cherry—as if she were the only person in the room. Gold tried to dismiss it, to remind herself that she was the one Xuan trusted, the one who had always been by his side. But the more she watched, the more she realized that Cherry was no longer just a rival—she was a threat.
One evening, Gold cornered Xuan in the palace gardens. The moonlight bathed the scene in a cold, silver glow, reflecting the chill in Gold's heart. She watched him, trying to muster the courage to speak her mind. "You've been spending a lot of time with that girl," she said, her voice edged with a bitterness she couldn't hide.
Xuan glanced up, his expression guarded. "Cherry is…different," he admitted, struggling to find the right words. "She challenges me. Makes me think. It's not something I'm used to."
Gold's eyes narrowed, her temper flaring. "She's dangerous, Xuan. She doesn't belong here. She's not one of us."
Xuan turned away, frustration evident in his posture. "Maybe that's why I'm drawn to her," he said quietly, almost as if he were speaking to himself. Gold felt a stab of pain, his words cutting deeper than she'd
That night, Gold lay awake in her chambers, unable to shake the image of Xuan's distant gaze. She replayed their conversation over and over, each time feeling the sting of rejection more acutely. The thought of Xuan falling for Cherry—someone who didn't know him like she did, who hadn't been there through all the trials and triumphs—was unbearable.
Gold's jealousy turned to desperation. She couldn't stand by and watch Cherry steal the future she had always dreamed of. She couldn't lose Xuan—not to a girl who was nothing more than a defiant prisoner.
Determined to prove herself, Gold made a reckless decision. She stole the Seven Point Ball, believing that by breaking it, she could unleash chaos on the peaceful lands and force Xuan to see that Cherry wasn't worthy of him. Gold's plan was simple: with the barrier down, she would demonstrate her loyalty to Crystal Land, showing Xuan that she was the one who deserved to be by his
As she shattered the Seven Point Ball, Gold felt a twisted sense of satisfaction. She had done it for Xuan—for their future together. But as the Carlarsay creatures began to spread across the other lands, Gold's heart sank. She watched the devastation unfold, realizing too late that her actions had set off a chain of events she couldn't control.
Yet even in the chaos, Gold clung to the hope that Xuan would finally see her—truly see her—and understand that everything she did was out of love for him. But instead of admiration, she was met with anger and disappointment, as Xuan confronted her with the consequences of her jealousy.
When Xuan discovered the truth, his fury was palpable. "You did this?" he demanded, his voice shaking with disbelief. "All of this—because of your jealousy?"
Gold stood frozen, her emotions a whirlwind of regret and defiance. "I did it for you," she said, her voice breaking. "I did it because I love you. Can't you see that?"
But Xuan's gaze was cold, his expression one of deep betrayal. "This isn't love, Gold. This is destruction. And it's not what I want."
Gold's heart broke at his words, the reality of her actions crashing down on her. She had lost Xuan, not because of Cherry, but because of her own inability to control her jealousy. Now, she was left to face the consequences of her choices, knowing that the love she had fought so hard for was forever out of reach.