Prologue
A galère that conceals such doleful and bloody history, that's what they conceal within them as they live in the country where magics run in the veins of the people, the Vesperia clan is the remaining royal magicians who possess a magic that could spar with the royal bloods.
The excruciating carnage of the royal conjurers remained as a still time, the Vesperias were the ones who witnessed the indelible bloodbath. The history that reflected inside their optics is the history that was etched in their hearts like a perpetual tattoo.
In the Kingdom of Yllios, the Loviatars are the last royal family who runs the prominent country of the lost treasures. In the world they live in, the males are only beings who conjure magic and a magic yield by females became an anomalous taboo that even the tongues of the warlocks could not utter proudly.
A collision of voices of a maiden and a woman who seems to be in her 50s could be heard inside the living room covered with twirling vines, it appears that there is a mother and daughter quarrel happening inside. The arguments they exchanged in such infuriated tone resonate even behind their walls of their mansion.
"Adele, me and your father made a decision, we know that you are against it, but your sister will soon marry—"
Before the middle age woman finish what she is trying to say to her daughter in a pleading tone, the reflection inside her optics is the image of the indignant visage of her first born daughter, Adele begin to stand up immediately without any hesitations and she gave her an arctic glare after hearing what her mother told her.
"Enough mother, I don't want to hear your words. I can't believe what you just told me."
Adele responded in a low tone yet aggravated manner whilst she storms out from their abode, leaving her mother and father with an expression filled with disappointment as they watched the back of their daughter dissipate away to the darkness.
Beatrice, the second daughter of the Vesperia family is now chuckling in a mocking tone, after seeing her sister ran off just like what she had planned in mind, she knew that she can now play the game at the top of her palms whilst she could wrap them around her finger.
The Vesperia sisters, Beatrice and Adele had always been praised like goddesses because of their nonpareil beauty and peerless knowledge, however, between the two rivaling peaks, Adele is the one who was bestowed with magic whilst Beatrice lives as a normal human.
Ever since magic became a verboten anomaly in the world, Beatrice witnessed the fate of a fortunate woman, insecurity once enveloped her when she noticed that she does not have magic like her sister, but now that she tarries in Yllios, her desires combusted like a wildfire.
Adele and the King are lovers, even now Adele is now bearing the child of the ruler without the knowledge of her parents, but the only one who knows the secret that she's concealing is none other than her sister.
Without any doubt, it is painful for her to know that Beatrice was betrothed to the King, the trust that she build is now crumbling after hearing such news. But even if Beatrice is head over heels to the King, Adele is still the only one who can quench the thirst of his heart.
Curtains of the night are now falling, revealing the sea of stars where voyagers drown themselves in reverie. Nightingales are now singing along with the mirth of the crowd like a coetaneous ballad of the prominent bards during the ancient times.
The captivating sound of mirth that escaped from the lips of strangers within the central plaza of Loviatar realm and the whispers of the gust of wind became an euphonious choir in the ears of the almighty King, whose piercing gaze could cripple anyone, even those blistering titans.
Everyone seems to be assiduous towards their works and games, the image of fun and excitement are painted in their visages; witnessing their joyful countenance and the surging bliss of the place brought satisfaction in the smaragd orbs of the King.
A joyful festival was commenced after they lit the flames, the kingdom's festival is held in the central plaza once a year, it is a day where people commemorate the enigmatic origin of the realm whilst numerous of abundant feasts are seen everywhere.
The enchanting prelude stopped at the sight of the potent ruler who just climbed down from his carriage, the mighty ruler is now standing right in front of the ocean of crowd with his usual aura that exudes authority and power.
Everyone is now bowing down theirs and kneeling their knees to show their respect and courtesy to their menacing King. It was as if his presence divided the sea in half when the people make way for him to walk in a path of his own.
The sound of his shoes are audible to the ears for everyone who is near his presence and even when he is now walking with some guards beside him, the calmness of his movements are still protruding some dominance that could bring chills to the spine.
"Rise."
A firm voice escaped from the mouth of the general whilst the King left a calm expression, the people are now proceeding to celebrate under the pitch canvas of the sinful firmament after hearing the command of the ruler's messenger and right hand named General Geralt.
Inside the crinsom emporium, the ones that are sell are the bodies of the dancers, but since Adele is the secret lover of the King, she can only dance in front of him.
"What brings you here, your grace?", she asks in a seductive manner as she gaze at the ruler.
The King wraps his arm around her waist as the guards walked away and guarded the door behind the room they're in. "I told you not to call me that" he responded with a peck.
"My dear Vincent, I like teasing you."
Under the starry night, they talked a lot to each other as if Adele does not have any problems, she wants to suppress her anger and not tell Vincent about what she and her mother discussed at home. Even if Vincent is the King, she does not want to hurt her sister as well even if her heart will get suffocated by the future happenings.
After chatting in a long time, the King returned to his palace whilst Adele remained inside the room. The spells that she gave to herself to hide her daughter suddenly breaks when she realizes that in the current time, she will labor her child.
Because of the magic that she has, Adele only suffered for a little time as her power helped her, she knew that she couldn't tell anyone about her current situation or the news might create a ruckus.
After giving birth to her daughter, she holds her in her arms as she try to calm her restless pants, the door suddenly creaked and it was opened by a mysterious person who is wearing a mask.
"No!"
A sharp butterfly knife stabbed Adele's back whilst she holds her baby desperately, protecting it from the person who just suddenly barged in and claimed her life. Adele's strength finally gave in to the painful stabs of the person.
A malicious laugh escaped from the lips of the murderer, "Now that you're gone, I can enjoy my life without any worries."
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