Bab 2: Celestia and Stella

"Princess Celestia, His Majesty seeks your immediate presence at the dining hall" a young maid reported politely.

The lady who is seating below the tree was brought back to reality.

She gave the book she has been reading one last glance. Written in cursive it says, "You know it's love when all you want is that person to be happy, even if you're not a part of their happiness."

It's the epilogue, the last quotation of the book entitled, "Our Story"

'Well, that's deep and sad...'

"Okay, I will be there" the lady in a victorian dress replied.

Celestia closed the book she was reading, she abruptly stood up and straightened her garments.

'Ah, the tranquil humming of birds and fresh breeze of air, it would've been better if Gabrian and Elisse ended up together'

Celestia, a nature lover once again spread her gaze in the garden before continuing to walk towards the dining hall. Sadness can be seen in her face as she went to the dining hall.

A pair of stilettos can be heard in the marbled hallway. All eyes are focused on the arrival of beauty, her curly hair reaches her slim waist which enhances every little movement.

"Sorry for being late Father" she curtsied a little, aware of the eyes that are stuck on her every movement.

The King gave a small nod to Celestia as a response. Celestia took this as a go sign to sit and eat with them. The pregnant third wife of the King is already on the table with her daughter, Stella.

Accustomed by the setting of a feast, Stella, the second daughter has been preparing to implore his father.

"Father I've already found someone I like however he uhm-"

A moment of hesitation.

"He's what?" the King's deep voice asked, his face full of wrinkles but it cannot be denied that he's still a handsome king with his emerald eyes and brown hair.

"He lives in Theavarian Empire," Stella said meekly. She has been waiting too long for this moment to come.

An eerie silence fell upon the dining hall, the mother of Stella, of course, knew about this plan. Harboring malevolent intentions, the third queen plans to send Stella to lure the crown prince of Theavaria after all, her daughter is also a born charmer almost close to her older sister.

The silverware slammed the table, hard, it made the maids and Celestia have a mini-spurt.

"WHAT?" the King's voice boomed throughout the room.

'That's a brave thing to say sis', Celestia thought as she continuously eats her vegetable salad. She felt unbothered by the trivial matter, it's not her business anyway, although knowing that her sister likes someone from the empire is quite a shocker.

The reason why the King is in distraught after knowing his favourite daughter, Stella, likes a man from Theavaria is because it is known that the Thusha Kingdom is not in good terms with the Empire due to contrast in beliefs, traditions, and customs. Just by a quick glance in the two, you can already guess that they have so much in distinction.

The Thusha Kingdom follows traditional clothing whereas the Theavarian Empire is already living a modern-day lifestyle, the technologies are already high-tech and the emperor does not follow the traditional clothing anymore instead, you can see the old man in a tux attending ostentatious parties.

Indeed, the Thusha Kingdom is slowly being eradicated from the map since it is known to be old-fashioned and only a few are left in the royals, the worry of the new successor and family lineage is one of the worries of the people, leading some to move in the four prestigious empires.

Stella bows her head down for a moment and again began pleading his father, only this time with more intensity and determination.

"Father I really like him, I could do anything for him, won't you let me be happy? Our Kingdom supports love no matter what's the form of it and it just so happens that I like that man, this feeling that's burning within me won't die unless I can be with him and I won't let our possibility of romance be of an end without fighting, he is from Theavarian, so what? I believe that he is still capable of loving, everyone is"

Stella catches her breath, and everyone was left with their mouths hanging open, a convincing speech indeed.

So what if he's from Theavarian Empire?

So what if he doesn't believe in love?

So what? I can make him mine, and I will make him mine. '