THE FORBIDDEN BOOK: I never got the chance to say goodbye.

"Ciara, mom's waiting for you to come downstairs before she introduces you to the duke "Marcy Ciara's sister called out to Ciara who was currently dressed like a dangerous tomboy and was making a call. "Good" Ciara said and hung up the phone at the same time Marcy barged in, "you're still dressed like this?"Marcy asked "Mom is going to be furious " Ciara ignored Marcy and took off her baggy polo a black sport bra was shown. She casually wore a black turtle neck short sleeved dress touching the floor which covered up the baggy pants and black short heeled shoes. "Wow,you're a kungfu dresser it'd never be that easy for me "Marcy said enthusiastically "Is brother present?"Ciara asked as she took out a black carefully designed handfan, "Yes you know it's always necessary for him to be there with Dad to learn ..."Ciara walked past Marcy she had gotten the answer she needed anything else was waste. "Sister don't walk so fast,how you do that in those wage heel surprises me and I'm envious we're both from the same parents but you carry the eligance and calm "Marcy rushed after ciara carefully she didn't want to break a heel on heels she was currently wearing "You're pure,I'm cool we both have our own styles"Ciara comforted, the earpods she wore on her left ear activated and a voice came over. She pressed the button to talk back to the person "Take over I'm on a social engagement ,have harley send the people over there and please don't call me except it's urgent "Ciara ordered calmly "Sister was that the director is he coming over?" Marcy asked as Ciara dropped her hands and they walked down the stairs. Marcy held onto the railing as they walked down. "The Imperial Princesses of blue moon city," The Imperial announcer continued. "Imperial Princess Ciara Regaleon and Imperial Princess Marcy Regaleon." They walked along the red carpet to the throne room. "Greetings beloved Emperor and Empress " Ciara bowed slightly. "Greetings Empress mom, Emperor dad" Marcy curtsied. The Emperor and Empress nodded. " Greetings to our guest as well" A cold smile graced Ciara's lips as she bowed to the duke. Marcy followed suit with a curtsy. "Greetings Imperial Princesses" the duke rose from his seat and bowed. "I suppose you know who I am?" It seemed like a question. "Off course the fifth dashing duke to have given dames, princesses and average country girls eye candy" Marcy gushed and walked over to him offering her hand which the duke took and kissed. Ciara walked to her seat and sat crossing her legs over she sighed quietly. the Empress spoke causing Marcy to withdraw her hands and flirtatious gaze. "Yes?" Marcy spoke but Ciara remained quiet. "Why don't you give the duke a tour?, he's come a long way and will be staying with us for a short while. And as he has admitted to be well-rested, I'll leave his care to you two" The Empress spoke and although she was talking to Ciara and Marcy her gaze was on Ciara. "Duke Edinard," The Emperor called with a pause. "Your Imperial highness" The duke answered reverently and Marcy rolled her eyes dramatically. " Marcy and Ciara will accompany you for the tour." The Emperor restated. "Your will is my will" he replied with a monotone. "You two be on your way. I'd like to have a talk with the first Princess" The Emperor spoke. Marcy and the duke bowed slightly and walked away. Ciara sat there all the while like what ever was going on did not concern her. It added a flavorful indifference to her aura. "Is there a problem?" Ciara broke the silence as the duke and Marcy were out of earshot. The Empress rose from the throne and walked over to Ciara. " Just a small security check" The Empress abruptly pulled Ciaras' dress above Ciaras' knee and a black baggy pants with designs came into view. " Your Majesty, what did I tell you about your daughter's preferences?" The Empress laughed her gaze going to the Emperors'. The Emperor stood up from his seat and walked towards them. The Empress dropped the dress and the the pants were concealed. The entire time Ciara didn't flinch. "If she wasn't my daughter she wouldn't be behaving like this" The Emperor commented a matter-of-fact tone in his voice. The Empress brushed her Thumb on Ciara's lips settled at the corner that had been pierced and two small rings hung lightly. "I wish you'd get rid of this attitude and try to be a girl. I know tomboys sound cool but what about bad girls?" The Empress joked. 'Mom jokes' Ciara sneered in her mind. "Juli, let her be. As long as she knows who she is it doesn't matter. She's still our baby girl" The Emperor slung his arm around the Empress' waist and pulled her to him. "Run along Cece and try to stop Marcy from talking too much" The Emperor chuckled and a sweet smile graced Ciaras' lips the room suddenly seemed soo bright. "Yes dad," she rose from her seat, nodded at her mom, "Mom" She walked away elegantly with big strides. "You keep spoiling them like this and they're going to turn out however they like and not how they are supposed to" The Emperor kissed the Empress briefly. Her cheeks dyed red instantly and she quieted down. "We've done everything we can and they're becoming of age let care mould it's people, My love".....