"How would it feel?" There's a thing or dialogue I repeat to myself several times a day. "Die! Someone please kill me! Why are you still alive? Just die!"

 May be I say that to myself out of embarrassment or may be at that time I don't want to be myself. It all started after I turned 18. A nightmare, "a vintage knife piercing my chest , deep into my heart. Slowly and quietly invading and blood rushing out like a fall of wine". The most fun part? 

"The person holding knife is me". In the one I had last night I took it out after stabbing and again pushed it inside as far as I could with all power I had. I repeated again and again till the very last drop of my blood was drained out, till I could see the gates of hell wide open for me.

I want to know how the world will look drenched in my blood and I'll enter blazes.

Hazel eyes and hair darker than night, Vidalia adored for ther beauty close her journal; "Till Death". Leaning her elbows at the desk she blankly stares at her family portrait. " How complicated",she sighs.

"Breakfast's ready",Giselle calls.

"I'm coming....just a minute."Vidalia gets up and with a warm smile in mirror she leaves her room saying to herself"I can do this".

Vidalia comes downstairs , Giselle with a lovely tone asks,"Did you sleep well?" Placing pancakes at table Infront of Vidalia, she continues," I've made your favourites". Feeling the warmth of Giselle's love without even realizing Vidalia smiles. "Thanks mom." 

"Just like a healing....a safe place."Vidalia utters slightly.

"Did you said something?"Giselle."

"Ah!..No, no" Vidalia gets excited seeing a box wrapped in golden net and ribbons. "Oh my! You got me a gift!" As sunshine fell on box, it gleamed. A if magic was about to happen.

"Yeah.... that's for you honey."hugging Vidalia Giselle says,"it's a special day for you darling. I hope it all goes well."

Giselle De Angelis, second Princess of Avalon and daughter of last Emperor Arnold De Angelis . Blondie with Hazel eyes. The beauty of Empire. After fall of De Angelis family, at a very young age she had to run away. Losing her title she became a commoner.

Yet even as a town girl she was second to none. Whether it was magic, med, politics and trade. She stood out. Refined character and incredible skills, she handed everything with utmost perfection or may be she was perfection herself.

She married Arien Rogers, a commoner who stole her heart ❤️. I'm her only daughter, Vidalia De Angelis. 

(PRESENT DAY: 3rd November, 99 years of Avalon)

It's my first day at college. I was rolled into "Romero High". An elit foundation only for nobles and top students. I'm a top scholarship student. At the age where I need to be a delicate lady I'm out to be a knight.

"Let's go honey or else we'll be late". Giselle calls Vidalia, holding car keys , standing outside the house.

"I'm coming". Vidalia rushes out holding her bag and documents.

"Vidalia, honey don't you think holding them like this you'll lose them?" Giselle says.

"It's fine mom. I can handle this much". Vidalia says, while arranging them.

"I can't." Vidalia says as she faces the school building."I don't want to....." She whines as she turns to look at Giselle. " Sweet heart, you've promised me and we talked about it too" Giselle say as she she gets out of car.

Facing Vidalia, holding her hands and looking deep in her eyes. As the dried leaves fall upon their car and a few boys pass by on their bicycles. With a comfy gaze and love pouring voice, she utters in a melodious way; 

"Honey .... it's alright". Sliding Vidalia's hair behind her ears as if embracing her soul. "I'm here for you.i know you can do this. It's no big deal for woman having De Angelis blood in her veins." 

"De Angelis you say," Vidalia thought. "They all carried bloodline gifted by angels. Only humans that could control "Night Fall", the source of magic in this world. That's why they ruled Avalon but after "That" incident De Angelis were all swiped out. They died miserable death. And if I want to survive I must go on." 

"Fine! (Sighs) Now you've got me." Vidalia smirks and wrinks at Giselle. Shouting lively she says,"I'm leaving mom." Giselle smiles and says "Good Luck".✨