Author's notes:

Hey again! Thanks for the reviews so far. Before, I've decided to update my fic every Friday, but now I know it's practically impossible. Do you know why? This is a shared computer between me and my older brother and he never likes the idea of me checking up fanfic...so I have to get up early in the morning (when he's still sleeping) so I can write my fic, but I'll try to update as soon as possible : )

Plus, I'm not gonna list of any countries' names, coz I don't think it's neccesary.

Some of you guessed that Shizuru is the person under the hood...well, you're...well,read the story, ok!

Please don't forget to review


Chapter Two - Who Are You?

The moon shines its brightest in the gleaming night sky. There, she walks along the dark corridor...unattended. Unattended!? Where are all the guards/ maids that's supposed to be with her right at this minute!? What if something bad is about to happen to her? Don't you care about the future of Lorimar?

If you're so dead worried about that, then you're so wrong. Princess Natsuki de Lorimar, the person who seems to look rather well...weak, is actually the strongest person you could ever find in Lorimar. For some time, she has been named the "Ice Goddess". During the Batlle of Lorimar not so long ago, to be exact, three years ago when she's still at the age of 14, she was able to lead a very few Imperial troops and won against the troops of Artai.

There, she walked and walked, yawning. I'm so wanna sleep...Oh well, I have to see that person and that's it for today.

She walked towards the huge golden trimmed door and open it carelessly. "I'm here" she simply said without looking at the guest and yawned again.

Silence filled the atmosphere.

In the next second, no one replied. Natsuki opened her eyes and examined the room carefully. Fumi-san was lying on the floor, right next to her bed. What is she doing there? Wait, there's not the point. Drops of fresh dark red fluid finally broke that silent atmosphere. It keeps on dripping from a long shiny pole, it's not just any pole, it's a Nigata, a kind of weapon used by the noble females during the ancient times.

Fumi-san...is dead!?

"Fumi-san!" she screamed in desperate and thought of running closer to her, trying to assure herself that what she had seen is not true, however the person in the creamish hood stood right in front of the dead body on the floor. The evil smirk appeared from that person's face. The mysterious person put some distance between them and then suddenly flames appeared out of nowhere. Another three mysterious figures appeared. A child behind an adult who was protecting her and another child who was wearing some sort of a ninja/ assasin clothing.

"Natsuki. Run!" the blue-heaired lady said to the little girl who was holding her puppy soft toy tightly. She was so dead scared. She wasn's scared at the sight of the flames that was about to engulf them into ashes right at that second but at the sight of blood dripping out from his mother's body. The strong figure that she thought will protect her forever has finally fallen. She can no longer speak a word, even the last words that she should at least try to say with her last breath to calm her weaken daughter...

The other child who has been the one holding the weapon, a small ninja knife, the one who has killed her mother stood there, motionless. The black scarves that held her long brownish hair loosen up and flew into the flames. Her crimson eyes stared directly at the scared little girl. The eyes are so red, that it seems that they're burning like fire, but it's not like it's burning either. In fact, it looks like they're empty.

That crimson eyes...


Natsuki woke up suddenly. Her whole body was covered in sweat.

"That dream again..." she muttured in dismay. She massaged her temples to soothe the pain and think that she should just forget that dream. It's not like she can, anyway. For quite some time, she has been having the same dream, and she perfectly knew that it will come back again, haunting her to death sooner or later.

"Ara...Her Highness finally woke up" a lady with the deep Kyoto accent appeared suddenly next to her bed.

Natsuki turned her head slightly to see who has been calling her, however before she can do that, the stranger rushed up to her and gave her a hug. A hug that has completely driven the young princess away from her nightmare. A hug that has made her feel as if everything is normal, nothing bad is going to happen.

Plus, it's also a hug that made her realised that she had been hugged by a complete stranger...

"Who are you?"


Author's notes:

Finally, I finished the second chapter.

Hooray!!!

I hope that you guys like it. I'm sorry that this chapter is not the romance chapter which some of you guys have imagined/ hoped. By the way, in my fic, How should I address Natsuki-chan? Your Highness or Hime-sama?

Anyway, please review and I'll post the third chappie as soon as possible.