(Alfea, Bloom's Graduation)
Bloom walked down the aisle, her feet hit the floor one after another, each of them feeling like an anvil each time she moved it. Her face throbbed with the pain that the smile she had kept plastered on it ever since she had step foot outside of her tower; two hours before, caused.
She moved gracefully down the seemingly endless red carpet, flashes from ultra-bright news cameras going off fifty times before each blink of her eyes. Mrs. Faragonda stood at the end of the aisle, a cream colored diploma rapped in a red ribbon emblazoned with the Dragon Insignia; in her hand.
The entire city of Magix had turned out for her graduation, each and every one of them crammed into Alfea's tiny courtyard… Her friends were there, each of them with their fingers intertwined with their boyfriend's. People were there that she didn't even know; yet they still came because they knew the legends wound around this majestic person… And wished to see if some of the fame would rub off on them; if not that, at least some of her luck.
The only person that wasn't there was Sky… And the fact that he was the only one that she wanted to be there with her; could not make her forget the horrible deed he had done to her… The reality that that deed had been done the day before her graduation, and the verity that it had been done with Layla… Hurt the most; and caused her to move a tiny bit slower.
Layla, that little brat! Bloom thought angrily. She knew I loved that boy more then anything else in this world! And she had to steal him from me! With him, she stole my soul, and my heart… And probably my life… How will I ever be able to live my life like I pictured? If it was all pictured with Sky?
She was one of my best friends, Bloom went on to think. I never expected this of either of them. I mean I knew that Layla had had a slight crush on Sky ever since the first day she saw him. But, me being so foolish, I never even considered the thought that Sky could betray me.
A tear began to form in the corner of Bloom's eye, No!, Her mind screamed… I will not cry over that man! He does not deserve my tears! I never cried before, and I won't start now!
"Go Bloom!" A few of her friends cried from the audience as she stepped onto the stage, and for a moment; the sound of their voices brought her out of her daze.
Bloom smiled at them, attempting to make the plastered grin a little bit bigger then it had been for the last hour… And then it occurred to her how fake her smiles must look these days, it didn't help that she hadn't told anybody why they did… She hadn't told her friends yet that Sky had broken up with her and had been cheating on her with Layla. It was still far too painful; to even contemplate saying it out loud.
A wound may heal with time, but Bloom already knew all to well; that a wound to the heart took twice as long to heal. Besides that, if a wound is too deep… You either die, or gain a scar that will always be there…
"Bloom Ambrosius-Regina…" Began Mrs. Faragonda "You have been the most physically powerful, kind, remarkable person to ever pass through the halls of Alfea. And frankly, we are all honored to have had you in our lives for these past three years. It is with those words, that I give you your diploma." The head-mistress handed over the beautiful certificate and then moved backward a foot.
"Thank you Mrs. Faragonda," Bloom replied solemnly and accepted the diploma she'd worked so hard for… Just so that she could marry Sky earlier… But now; she didn't know if all of the work was worth it anymore.
Mrs. Faragonda must've sensed that Bloom was thinking something in that category, and looked over questioningly… She quickly covered the look up with a question to go with it… "Bloom, would you give us a speech?"
Bloom caught herself before she gave an exasperated sigh and started talking… "Very well," She smiled out at the crowd, her jaw protesting the entire time. "My life; since I came to Alfea has been hard… Especially during this last year… This last year I worked harder then I ever have, and all so that I could be able to go home and restore my throne. And that I shall, but it will be hard, and I expect it to be no less then that." Bloom let her gaze meet each of her friend's and their boyfriend's. "Tonight I plan to leave for Sparx, and the beginning of her restoration… I promise you all that I will be a great ruler, and that you will always love and be able to trust me to help protect you along with your own king and queen." She nodded and walked off the stage… "Too bad I won't be happy about it…" She said to herself once she was out of sight.
I might as well be dead, for all that Sky just practically killed me… One day, I'll get revenge… If he ever needs help… If he ever needs love… If he ever needs arms to be held with… Like I most definitely do…
I won't be there...
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(The next day)
"Oh Bloom! I am going to miss you so much," Stella sobbed into her shoulder.
"Stella, I'll come back to visit! And don't you ever forget it" Bloom whispered with false enthusiasm, and patted her friend's back gently, as if she were a child.
I don't think that I'll ever be able to see her again… She thought to herself… I could never bring myself to be around someone as happy as Stella… Or any of my friends again… She sighed in her mind. Especially not Stella… Because she's got everything I ever wanted… She's going to marry Brandon in a few months… And she'll have someone to love her forever more… Another tear tried to slip down her cheek but she held it in… Never, will I love again… She pushed her friend back a bit and walked away… She opened the fire portal that would take her to Sparx's palace, so she could begin its long awaited restoration.
She was held back for a moment while her friends came up one by one to tell her they'd miss her. Layla had disappeared along with Sky, and Bloom didn't rightly care where to… She made up an excuse to tell her other friends… It consisted of; Oh… She just had to go home… I don't think she's coming back, other then that I don't know where she is…
She had a pretty good idea of where the little traitor was, but she figured that that was of no concern to anyone else, just yet. Not until she was ready… If she ever would be… Or if she ever had the chance again.
And so she put one foot into the portal with-out hesitation, just barely managing being able to turn round and say: "I'll miss you guys, all of you." She wasn't sure if she'd lied about that or not…
Either way, she forced her tender lips into one last smile and then took the one step that would change her life forever.
Her foot made contact with solid ground and she stepped completely through the portal and into the other side; it quietly closed behind her and she took a quick look around her at the desolate wasteland that was the palace's surrounding courtyard… She hadn't yet gotten to the palace… Figuring that the rest of the planet was more important then what should have been her home.
She'd made the decision the first time she had come to Sparx, she would fix the things that needed to be fixed first… It just so happened that the palace had been last on the list, and so, even though the planet was returned to full glory, the castle had sat waiting; and still was…
"What have I gotten myself into?" Her voice echoed into the abyss and chilled her to the bone. She shuddered and walked toward her castle… Hurrying so that she could get up to the one room she had fixed; hers.
She moved slowly into the long hallway that was once the throne room, each double click of her heels echoing back to her like a long lost voice…
She heard her voice ring out into the halls as she whispered the thing she did every time she came back to this place. "I can tell by the decoration, that this was once the most beautiful palace in all of the realms. Why those witches had to destroy my planet I'll never know."
All of the sudden she heard a break behind her and jumped nigh on ten feet. She was starting to get used to things falling and breaking in this place, but it still scared her sometimes when it was especially noisy…
"What in all of Sparx was that?" Bloom screeched and snapped her fingers so the old chandelier above her would go aflame and light the entire room.
Bloom then looked in the general direction of the shattering noise and noticed that a picture had fallen off of the wall and the glass protecting it had broken. She let out a tiny breath and then walked over to where it lay. Going cautiously to avoid the shards, noticing that the glass that had been over the picture was very expensive; weapon proof glass… That could easily penetrate the thickest of shoes. What kind of picture could warrant such expensive protection? And why have I never noticed it, if it was so obviously valuable? She asked herself, as she weaved between the debris.
Once she finally got to it she pulled out the thing --she had thought was a picture-- that had once been inside the beautiful golden frame. And walked over to sit on the throne so she could look at it.
She gasped as she finally realized that it was not a picture… But a document… One about her; Why did I never notice this thing before? Her mind screamed at her.
She read it out loud to herself…
Ten+Eighty-Nine+Of The Reign of the Dragon Flame
We hereby state that the Royal Highness, Princess Bloom Ambrosius-Regina will be married on a date of her choosing, to His Royal Highness; Julian Qurald. In the hopes that the two planets shall combine and become one. Thus becoming free of all possibilities of war. And though the two have never been enemies, this bond is being formed in a hope that there will always be safety for the two planets from each other. And that they may become stronger for the alliance.
Miriam Ambrosius---Oritiel Regina--------------------------------Lilca Qurald---Gerald Qurald
Bloom's hand went limp the second she read her parent's names; and the document fell like a ghost to the ground.
"I…I…I have an arranged marriage? How could this be, no one ever told me this!" Bloom screamed. "M…maybe it's a fake," she said hopefully.
She picked up the document again and must've read it twenty times before, she realized that there was no way that it could be false.
Bloom sunk to her knees at that and a wave of dread washed over her… Why does this universe feel the need to accurse me so? She choked on each word. I shall not marry this man! Because I will never love again!
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Hey guys! Here's some info about Bloom's last name, in translated from latin it means this: Bloom Ambrosius-Regina Bloom The Immortal-Queen
Hmm... Hmmmmmmm... What do you think I'm getting at there?
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-Winged Rose