[Third Person's PoV]
Both Alexia and Iris clashed their swords, their movements so swift they traversed the entire campus and its surroundings.
Their steps shattered the ground, swirling dust marked their lightning-fast maneuvers, and the clash of metal echoed, captivating the spectators.
Whispers among onlookers arose, questioning the spectacle before them.
"What's happening?" asked one. "I saw Princess Iris thrown through the wall, and the fight began outside," remarked another.
"Any idea why they're fighting?"
"Rumors say it involves someone Princess Alexia loves, blaming Princess Iris," hushed the first speaker. "Best not delve into it; talking about royalty can land us in trouble."
Alexia maintained a piercing stare at Iris, who returned it with evident irritation. "Stop this farce, Alexia. You're my sister; I don't want to hurt you," pleaded Iris.
Refusing to divert her gaze, Alexia replied, "I no longer have a sister until you apologize for what you've done. You're dead to me."
Alexia intensified her enhancements as Iris's jaw tensed. Gripping her sword tighter, Iris retorted, "I have nothing to apologize for. I won't apologize for something I didn't do."
As Iris also enhanced herself, she warned with narrowed eyes, "Don't blame me if you get hurt. It's your own stubbornness."
Both charged at each other, their swords meeting with a resounding clang. The ground collapsed, and an explosive cloud of dust erupted.
Amidst the chaos, they remained locked in the middle, pressing against each other with immense force, each determined to emerge victorious in their confrontation.
As their swings intensified, their speed became too much for the onlookers to follow.
Maintaining unbroken eye contact, Alexia and Iris continued their swordplay, captivating the spectators. "I knew Princess Iris was strong, but Princess Alexia's power is astonishing," whispered someone in awe.
"Indeed, their strength is remarkable," agreed another. "We're fortunate to have two equally powerful Princesses; it ensures our safety."
With every swing, cuts and marks appeared on their clothes and skin, testament to the intensity of their confrontation.
Meanwhile, overseeing the spectacle from a rooftop, Cid ran his fingers through his hair while leaning on the railing. "Sigh, is this the curse of being so attractive? Close relationships shattered because of my looks. I wouldn't be surprised if this kingdom collapses due to internal strife caused by my appearance."
Cid sighed once more before smirking and rubbing his chin. "Am I now a 'Kingdom-toppling beauty,' or is that title reserved only for females?" he pondered aloud.
Observing the escalating aggression between the two girls, Cid sighed for the third time, realizing, "I better put an end to this. We wouldn't want them to kill each other."
As their aggression peaked, both combatants simultaneously leaped back and began channeling immense power into their swords, the concentration of magic materializing around them.
Alexia's sword radiated a golden hue, while Iris's glowed crimson, their energies intensifying.
The ground quaked as they charged towards each other, pouring all their strength and magic into their swords, which clashed in the center with a blinding impact.
A sudden white flash overwhelmed the onlookers' vision. When their sight returned, they witnessed Cid standing amidst the clash, effortlessly holding both swords between his index and middle fingers, arms crossed.
"Enough," Cid declared apathetically, addressing the two princesses. "You're both princesses; start acting like it."
Releasing a fraction of his Conquerors Haki, Cid then turned towards the spectators. "Leave," he commanded, his voice carrying an authoritative weight that instilled fear, prompting them to swiftly depart. Cid's presence wielded an authority akin to a divine mandate, compelling obedience from all who heard him.
Cid then released his hold on their swords, causing them to lower them and start panting due to their fatigue and the amount of magic they used.
Alexia didn't hesitate; she dropped her sword and lifted Cid's shirt. While holding it up, she started examining every single part of Cid's body, inspecting his back by running her hand along it.
While holding up his shirt, Alexia started tracing her fingers everywhere. Her fingers then turned into a hand as she started to touch his abs in a trance.
Cid looked at her with a raised brow and asked, "What are you doing?"
This brought Iris out of her shock. She quickly grabbed Cid's shirt from Alexia's hand and lowered it back down, covering Cid's body once again.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" Iris exclaimed with a red and embarrassed face.
Alexia glanced at her and replied without an ounce of shame, "I was checking to see if he had any scars or injuries..."
Cid shook his head and playfully bonked her on the head. "Pervert."
This caused Alexia to become red with embarrassment. She then lowered her head in a sad manner and muttered, "I wanted to see if you were still hurt... I'm sorry. Because of me, you were hurt and had to go through unnecessary pain. I... I understand if you don't ever want to see me again."
Alexia said while gripping her skirt as tears unwillingly fell from her eyes.
"Wait. What is going on? Why are yo—" Iris didn't manage to finish as Cid shook his head. "It's better if you leave for now."
"I'm not leaving; she's my sister an—" Once again, Iris was cut off.
This time, Cid looked at her coldly and with an authoritative low voice said, "Leave."
"AND I'M TELLING YOU I'M NOT—" Iris was once again cut off for the third time.
"I don't think you understand... I'm not asking you; it was a command. I won't repeat myself a third time," Cid said in a voice full of coldness and apathy.
Iris's fists clenched, and through gritted teeth, she said, "Fine! We'll talk later, Alexia. You still need to explain yourself." Iris then spun on her heels and walked away in an angry manner.
Once Iris was gone, Cid sighed, which broke the thin string holding Alexia together.
"Waaaaahhhh, I'm so so so sorry *sob*. It's all my fault; you got hurt because of me *sob*. All you showed me was kindness, and due to my own selfishness of wanting more, you got hurt and paid the price *sobs harder*. I'm soooorrryyyy."
Alexia then gripped Cid's shirt and continued to cry her heart out. "*Sob* I know I said I understand if you don't ever want to see me *sob*, but I don't want that. I don't want not to see you. If I don't see you, I think it'll break me *sob* I'm so sorry..."
Lowering her head while still clutching Cid's shirt, Alexia whispered, "Please... Please don't hate me."
She then said through sniffling, "Please don't leave me..."
A/N: Well my beautiful people, It's Christmas. So merry Christmas to you all... well at least does who celebrate it.
Knock Knock to y'all jehovah witnesses
Happy hanukkah
Happy Yule
Happy whatever you celebrate
The only Christmas Gift I could gift you all is more than 2 characters today so here's chapters (1/2)
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[Third Person's PoV]
Cid, hearing her small plea, sighed before patting her head and giving her a hug to make her feel better.
Alexia, feeling his warmth and his arms around her, closed her eyes and tried to remember the feeling forever.
Afraid he would leave her, she wrapped her own arms around him and hugged him tighter, afraid that if she let go, he would disappear forever from her life. Tears silently poured down her face as her lip started to quiver.
"You overthink things too much, you know? If I was truly mad at you or even hated you, we wouldn't even be talking right now. I would have just ignored you and gone on with my day," Cid said while patting her head.
"But...but..."
Sighing once again, Cid thought to himself, 'Since she isn't listening to reason, the only way to get her to understand is through action.'
Cid broke away from the hug with Alexia, while she just looked toward the ground, her head down, too afraid to even look up at Cid.
Cid took hold of her small chin and lifted it up to look at him. Before Alexia could express her confusion, Cid didn't hesitate to take her lips into his.
Alexia was too stunned to react, her body moved on its own as she reciprocated Cid's kiss. Their lips interlocked, and unable to contain herself, Alexia wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him closer.
Their intimacy grew with each passing moment; their tongues tangled until Alexia was almost breathless, forcing them to disengage. Panting, her face turned as red as Iris's hair. She covered her embarrassment by hiding her face with both hands, though a faint but beautiful smile lingered on her lips.
Cid gently patted her hair. "There, that should show you I'm not upset with you."
Alexia, still red-faced, nodded silently.
Cid sighed, realizing how much he had sighed that day. "I'm sure alp–, Kalandra was a bit harsh on you. But remember, none of this is your fault. Despite wanting to blame yourself, you're a victim here. And as you saw, I'm perfectly fine."
Alexia, still replaying their kiss in her mind, timidly twiddled her fingers before looking up. "Can... Can we do that again?"
Cid rolled his eyes and swiftly drew Alexia closer by the waist, prompting a small squeal from her. As their bodies pressed against each other, Cid gently brushed her hair back and held her face, meeting Alexia's gaze filled with anticipation.
He leaned in, initiating another deep, lingering kiss between them. When they eased apart, a subtle strand of saliva lingered between their lips, connecting them briefly.
"I've taken care of everything, and since you seem better, I'm going to go. I have something to attend to," Cid stated.
"If I wasn't feeling better, would you stay? 'Cause right now, I don't think I'm feeling so good," Alexia teased.
Cid scoffed playfully, walking away as Alexia watched his retreating figure with a small smile lingering on her face.
...
As Cid strolled towards Mitsugoshi Company, he discreetly sent a message through his shadow: "You asked me to inform you when I visit. Here's me letting you know."
Upon arrival, he noticed an extensive queue, requiring staff members to manage the crowd. Among them was Nu, who spotted Cid and promptly approached.
"Congratulations, esteemed customer! Mitsugoshi Company has chosen you for a survey today. Follow me, please," Nu announced with practiced composure, swiftly guiding Cid through the bustling corridors until they reached a towering door.
"Please, proceed inside," Nu gestured, bowing slightly.
As Cid stepped into the grand chamber, his eyes looked around scanning at the opulence that surrounded him. The vast room exuded an air of regality. Illuminated by the soft glow of ornate chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, the space felt almost ethereal.
At the far end of the room, positioned majestically atop a raised platform, loomed a giant chair that bore a striking resemblance to a throne of antiquity. Crafted from rich, polished mahogany and upholstered with velvet of the deepest crimson hue, the seat bore intricate carvings depicting symbols of power and authority. Its towering presence commanded attention, exuding an aura of dominance and sovereignty.
A luxurious red carpet, flawlessly laid out, stretched across the polished marble floor, leading directly to the imposing throne. Flanking this pathway were uniformed girls, their attire meticulously designed to reflect an amalgamation of modern sophistication and traditional elegance. Each of them stood tall and composed, creating a perfectly arranged line that emphasized the significance of the ceremonial setting.
Standing gracefully beside the throne, Gamma, adorned in an elaborate gown that accentuated her noble stature, exuded an air of confidence and sophistication. Her attire, a blend of regal refinement and modern allure, featured intricate embroidery and embellishments that caught the light, emphasizing her graceful movements. With an enigmatic smile playing upon her lips, she exuded an aura of understanding and anticipation, her eyes locked onto Cid as he entered the room.
As Cid's gaze fell upon the scene before him, he couldn't help but let out a smirk. The arrangement, the girls' disciplined poise, and Gamma's poised demeanor bespoke a meticulous orchestration, hinting at the grandeur of the occasion. The gravity of the moment was palpable, and the entire atmosphere resonated with an undertone of reverence and expectation, as if poised for an event of great importance.
Gamma's knowing smile, coupled with her poised stance, suggested a shared understanding between her and Cid, a mutual recognition of the significance of the throne and the ceremonial proceedings. Her demeanor conveyed both respect for tradition and a subtle acknowledgment of the role she played in this orchestrated display, evoking an air of mystery and anticipation for what was to come.
"We've eagerly awaited your official arrival, Lord Husband," Gamma greeted.
Cid smirked and shook his head. "You always go above and beyond, Gamma."
Gamma proudly gestured towards the seat. "Please take your place, my lord. This hall is exclusively for you. With our growing Shadow Garden members, I deemed it fitting to create a Great Hall for all."
Cid sauntered over and seated himself, adopting an arrogant pose. "A seat fit for a king. Not bad."
Gamma beamed at Cid's response.
Turning towards Gamma, Cid extended his hand. As Gamma placed hers in his, Cid smirked and declared, "If this seat is for a King, then this King needs a Queen by his side."
With a gentle tug, Cid guided Gamma to sit on his lap before everyone, eliciting a blush from her.
'Kyaa, he called me his queen!' Gamma thought, leaning against Cid's shoulder as he pulled her close.
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