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This prologue is dedicated to Jesse and all my other sisters who have been bothering me to post this story.
Crystal's Secret Crisis
Prologue
The first few years of Neo Queen Serenity and King Endymion's marriage had been filled with love and happiness. It seemed over the years all that had stopped. They slowly drifted apart, only coming together when in front of company. Their marriage was on the rocks.
After a while, Endymion felt a longing to be with the one he was with originally. He cast their relationship back to the times of the Moon Kingdom-hard and without love. He couldn't keep the Lost Princess's shadow from blocking the sun in his relationship. He longed for her-to be with her.
Serenity couldn't deal with this all over again. She was beginning to hate the princess all over again. She began to like her because the princess had given her her love back. Now, she came to take Serenity's love all over again, even though she wasn't here. It wasn't fair how all this had to happen-not now, not when she was happy.
* Endymion sat on the balcony to the garden. It was peaceful here. There was no one here to disturb him. All he had to do was sit and remember of the love he let get away. These memories tortured the very soul of him, but he couldn't stop thinking of her.
How? Endymion though. How did I let her get back into my mind? She haunted me when I went back to Serenity, but I learned to love Serenity again, like before. It must have been when the first showed up. Why would someone do that?
Endymion thought back to two years ago. It had been a silent day and nothing had happened. Then all of a sudden, someone burst into the castle saying the Lost Princess had arrived. She was proven false and sentenced for impersonating a member of the royal family. One after another, at least 15, in 2 years, had come and been false. For goodness sake, half of them were white which immediately proved them false, but then again, no one knew for sure what she really looked like. No one remembered that far back, except for those who had known her personally.
They treat her like she is just a fairy tale, Endymion raged. They act like she is that Russian Princess. Then again, who would not want to be rich, and have true love waiting for them when they return.
One of the servants came running to Endymion, interrupting his thoughts. "Sir, I am sorry to disturb you, but I could not find the queen."
"What is it?" Endymion asked hearing the urgency in his voice.
"Another has come, and she is believed to be the real one," the servant replied.
"Are you sure?" Endymion asked amazed.
"Yes, sir."
Endymion immediately got up and started away. He had to find out if it was true. Was his love back? How would he handle it if it was her? Questions rattled through his brain over and over. He had to go to the palace at the other side of the kingdom that was built for the princess when all the fakes started coming, for it was believed that she would show herself when the false began to show themselves.
* Endymion burst into the palace some time later. "Where is she?" He asked quickly.
"She is in her suite," a woman said. "She is beginning to settle in."
"Take me to her now!" Endymion nearly yelled.
Endymion followed the woman down the long, decorated corridors of the top floor. She stopped in front of a huge door that seemed to stretch to the ceiling. Slowly, Endymion walked into the room. The first room he entered was a sitting room. He went on to the next door and opened it.
He stopped short and looked at the face in the vanity mirror. It was her-it was India. She had returned. She sat at the table, looking as if she were getting ready to go to bed. She wore a floor-length, purple nightgown that looked flimsy. There she sat brushing her long, black hair-it had grown back to its original length from when she had cut it all those years ago. Her light brown skin seemed to be calling him, along with her brown, sparkling eyes in the vanity.
Endymion stood there pondering whether he should go in. His thoughts were interrupted when India placed her brush on the table and turned to the door.
"Hello?" India asked. "Is anyone here?"
Endymion walked into the room. "I am here India," he replied showing himself.
India stood up showing her soft figure through the nightgown. God, how she had tormented him over the years. Even through all the hardship, she still looked innocent, even though she claimed Serenity had taken her innocence a long time ago. She grabbed her robe off the edge of the bed and put it on.
"I did not expect you to be here so early," India explained looking embarrassed. "I'm sorry I look such a mess. I would have been ready for you and Serenity had you announced your coming before hand." India had been staring at the floor the whole time she talked.
"She is not here, and you look perfect," Endymion said.
"Who?" India asked blushing.
"Serenity. I do not know where she is either."
"You should not have come here alone, it is not right," India said.
Endymion walked up to India. He made her look up at him. "What?" He asked. "What is not right?"
"You should not be here at all," India replied turning her head. "It is not right."
"Why can't you look at me in the eyes? Tell me the truth."
"I cannot."
"Well, I can. I have been longing for you for years. I tried to be with Serenity, but all of a sudden you started to slowly come into my dreams and life. I have not been able to get you out of my mind. Tell me why you have returned."
"I found myself. It was time for me to return to the kingdom, to my life, to you," India said finding the courage to look straight into Endymion's eyes. She put her arms around him. "I found myself in you. I would never be complete without you. I just, I just do not know if we should. It is not right. I love you, but I cannot at the same moment. Just to see you is enough for me as long as you are happy."
Endymion kissed the top of India's head. "I love you, too. I could not have lived much longer if you had not have returned soon. You have tortured the very soul of me for the past two years. I matured a lot when you left me that rainy day. I had to do what you wanted of me, to be happy again. I actually succeeded at it, too. I actually soon forgot about you, but always had the feeling I was missing something, but I'm not now. Do not do that again, ever."
"I could not leave you once more. I was alone for so long, and it hurt. I did not have you or anyone, just myself, and on occasion Freya. I searched my soul only to find that what I needed I had left in Tokyo years ago. I love you so much."
Endymion held India's chin in his hand as she looked up at him. "I have been waiting for this moment for years." He leaned down and kissed India gently at first. Then, gradually it hardened, but with a tenderness. They wanted and needed each other. The kiss was sealing them together again. This was their new beginning. This could be their end. This kiss was the most passionate and deadly kiss they had or would have in all their lifetimes together.