One upon a time, there lived a beautiful princess and a charming prince.
The castle's grand ballroom bustled loudly with a rare mixture of rowdy townsfolk, elegant noblemen, and even a few mages. It has become a tradition in the divine kingdom of Fiore, for only one night each year, ranks were forgotten and everyone celebrated the joyous day as equals. Well, with the exception of the royal family.
Boys and girls of all ages eagerly gathered in the center of the chandelier-lit room to partake in festive dances while others sat on the sidelines engaging in warm conversations with new friends. 'Astounding' would be the only word capable of describing such an atmosphere.
A small frown graced princess Lucy's plump lips as she watched more and more people fill the marble hall. The amount of change everyone goes through each year never fails to dazzle the young woman, It's what she looks forward to all year.
Her chocolate eyes fell on an old woman dancing gracelessly with a young boy. Both had cheesy smiles glued to their faces and laughed as though there was not a single worry in the universe. She loved seeing such sincere expressions from her people.
'I want to talk to them.' She thought sadly. For someone of her rank that would be, improper, outrageous ... Impossible.
A light tap on the shoulder drew Lucy's attention from the robust crowd to a man who reeked of strong colognes.
"Are you having a good time, Princess?" He asked flirtatiously.
Lucy recognized the man immediately. Loke, a textbook prince who was the very definition of, sexy, charming, cool, handsome, smooth and so on. He's loved and adored by all, Especially the women.
He is also the man Lucy is to marry tomorrow morning.
"Yes." She replied coldly.
Now, Lucy was told since birth, that one day she would marry a Prince and, she happily accepted her fate, for a little while at least. You see as the years went by, that heart-wrenchingly romantic future of love and happiness, turned into a bitter fate that selfishly chained her to a life of captivity.
Lucy Heartfillia, princess of Fiore, would marry a man she met less than a week ago, who she knew nothing about.
He could give her anything she could possibly ask for, clothes, jewelry, anything. No, Lucy would never ask for those things because she wasn't interested in any of that meaningless garbage. What Lucy wanted, what he couldn't give her is simply, freedom.
Lucy would never fall in love with Loke, he just wasn't her cup of tea. Her heart would never get the chance to skip a beat, butterflies would never dance inside of her tummy.
Lucy's eyes drifted back to the townsfolk once again, thinking about such things, it only made her hurt more.
"Who're you calling stupid, you little asshole!"
Lucy blinked, returning from her own bitter thoughts. Her warm brown eyes drifted to the entrance, where the loud yell came from, freezing on a single individual
A man with striking salmon pink hair strode past the crowds of people with a vicious scowl resting across his features.
'He's staring at me' She thought to herself.
His amber eyes bore into her chocolate ones, challenging her to their own sadistic game. They radiated with intensity and animalistic hunger. It seemed almost sinful to look at then for even a second longer, but Lucy just couldn't pull away.
'Am I melting?' She thought as a scorching heat began to envelop her insides, it's as if her veins flowed with fire.
Her eyes hazed and her cheeks turned a deep red under his firm gaze. "It's hot." She mumbled under her breath.
The man raised an eyebrow at her as a victorious grin formed on his lips, almost as if he could hear her. Yeah, right.
She couldn't take it anymore, she had to look away. It was just too much.
He gave off a completely different aura compared than the others.
Like a bomb ready to go off at any second
Lucy took a deep breath, returning her gaze to the pink haired man, but, he was no longer there.
The Moon shone it's light upon the quiet kingdom, not a single sound, not even a mouse, could be heard. The people slept peacefully in their homes, resting for the long-awaited marriage ceremony between their beloved Princess and the handsome Prince. The morning would come soon and the people of Fiore found a warmth in that fact. They slept happily in their beds, dreaming sweet dreams of adventure and prosperity through out the cold night.
Lucy, however, wished the sun would never rise again, and time would stop for the rest of eternity.
She looked to the twinkling stars as she had many nights before for some sort of guidance. However, as the same as countless nights before, they merely winked at her as if tempting the young blonde to follow them.
If she could, she would. The King has always been careful when it came to keeping Lucy where she needed to be.
'Why can't I be a star?' she mused.
A small light appeared in Lucy's peripheral vision, dragging her attention away from the teasing stars. It shone through the dense trees casting warm colors of red, yellow and orange into the dark night sky.
Lucy's imagination ran wild with curiosity and intrigue. She pictured a group of adventurers sitting around a small fire laughing and cheering happily as their bodies tingled with the excitment.
A warm smile graced her lips for only seconds, before vanishing with the comforting light.
Lucy brought her knees up to her chest and let a trail of warm tears fall from her face, wishing the fire would return. Her situation was real, there was no escaping it. The only thing she would do was sit there and wait.
Somebody, anybody, "Help me..." She whimpered softly.
"What is that!" A guard screamed from his post.
Lucy's glossy chocolate eyes followed a fast-moving object as it shot up from the trees.
It hovered for a couple seconds before sloppily flying in different directions, the miserable princess gasped at the unnatural movement. It couldn't be a bird, no bird moves like that nor do they have arms and legs. "What in the world?" Lucy leaned her body out of the window a bit to get a better look at the creature.
"What in the world?" Lucy leaned her body out of the window a bit to get a better look at the creature.
It looked, human?
"Fire Dragon's!" Lucy covered her ears as a deafening scream pierced her ears.
"ROAR!" She watched in horror as a stream of fire ripped through the night sky, devouring anything that stood in its way. Unfortunately, it was the castle.
"Wah!" She screamed as the blast sent her body flying across the room and into a brick wall. She propped her body up slowly as to not cause more pain to surge through her aching form.
No, That thing couldn't be human, no human had such catastrophic power.
This was bad, really bad.
