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Molly stared, blushing at the prince in front of her. He straightened from his bow and saw her blush. He smiled, showing teeth and long canines. Her eyes widened as she gasped.
"What are you?" She asked shakily. He sighed.
"We are vampires, I believe you call them." Her eyes narrowed as she looked closely at her.
"Wait, then how are you out in daylight? Shouldn't you be disintegrating or something?"
He laughed at that. "No, princess. That's only a myth earthlings spread. We are nocturnal primarily but we can be as active in daylight as you are. Many of your myths are false. We don't sleep in coffins crosses don't do anything to us and we don't turn into bats."
She blinked, and then realized he forgot something. "Wait, so do you drink blood? She asked hesitantly.
"Yes, but unless that person is already a vampire, they won't turn into one and we don't kill them."
She sighed in relief. "Oh, so what-" she was interrupted by the sound of bells tolling from inside the palace.
"Come, we are expected back inside." Aikka and Molly left the sea wall and went into the room where the girls had met the King and Queen the night before. The other girls were there already, chatting and gossiping in pairs; Yuffie having finally woken up was chatting animatedly with Marlene who was listening politely.
When Molly and Aikka stepped into the room, all conversations stopped and the girls all trained their eyes on the hansom Prince. He bowed to them and all immediately curtsied (Or in Yuffie's case bowed) except Molly, who took her place on the far side of the room. They straightened.
"Greetings, beautiful ladies, I am Prince Aikka. Welcome to Nourasia. You have each been chosen that I might find my bride among you. I look forward to getting to know each of you very well." His voice was formal yet his tone was kind and sincere.
As the others went up to greet the prince, Molly thought over what she was now in. Having already resigned herself to her decided fate of not being the one, she wondered what she would do with her time here; perhaps find the library or museum or spend her time at the beach.
A loud obnoxious laugh interrupted her thoughts. Molly looked up to see Tifa, in her purple gown and fancy hair-do, all but hanging on Aikka's arm, laughing at something he said, Yuffie was telling a story, clearly not caring if anyone listened or not. Marlene was shyly looking at the Prince with clear admiration win her eyes. And Aerith was standing off to the side with a far off look on her ace, on Molly was curious about.
Suddenly, Aerith walked up to Aikka and touched his arm slightly. Her eyes gained the look of a person hypnotized. The room got deathly quiet as all eyes turned to Aerith. She opened her mouth and spoke in a low, emotionless voice.
"Five here have been brought. Four among us will go home. Three will eave with out a trace. Tow among will fight for love. And one of us will be the chosen one. The on least likely to hold the throne, will be the one who never again stands alone."
Aerith ended her prophecy to find everyone staring at her with surprise written all over their faces. Finally, Marlene was brave enough to ask what every else was afraid to.
"What does that mean?" Aerith looked at her and thought for a moment.
"Exactly what I said. Of the five of us brought here, one is staying here as Aikka's bride, so four of us go home. Three of us won't leave a lasting impression here. Tow will fight Aikka's love. And the one who Aikka marry's."
"'The one least likely to hold the throne'. Who could that be?" Yuffie wondered aloud.
"Obviously the one who appears least suite to be Queen." Molly said thinking of who it could be.
"Who cares?" Asked Tifa, still hanging on the Prince. "The think will take care of itself. Right now, I just want to get to know you, Prince Aikka." She smiled flirtatiously. Aikka, who'd been staying out of the girls' conversation, smiled politely down at her and gently pried her off his arm, and walked up to Aerith, questioning her about her ability to prophesy. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Molly leave the room quietly. No doubt she needed time to herself to understand what was happening. Meanwhile, the girls still in the room talked to each other about who it could be. Although Tifa kept glancing at the Prince every now and again.
"Do all your
prophecies come true?
Aikka queried.
"Yes." Aerith replied. "But I find out what they mean and who they are meant for the same way everyone else does. Time will tell who she is." Aikka nodded in understanding. Aerith smiled as Aikka stealthily left when Tifa looked away.
Molly went back to the sea wall, to find more time had elapsed than she realized. It had been mid-morning when she'd met the Prince here, now the sun was setting. She smiled to herself as sat down. The sea breeze was refreshing after so long inside. 'I seriously don't belong here,' She thought. 'I can't even stand to be in one room for very long. If I'm lucky I'll be one of the three who go home without any lasting impressions here.' She heard footsteps behind her but just ignored them as she continued her train of thought. 'After all, I don't know anything about ruling.' A voice broke her from her reverie.
"Hey, mind if I join you?"
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