Year 1992.
4th December.
They all gathered around her. She was an exquisite piece of art. After a long hour of crying and whimpering, she was born. Awaited, respected yet feared. But her crying wouldn’t stop. Everyone was worried that she may hurt her throat. She was born with the infamous mark above her heart. The red drop of blood that looked liked a rose at the bottom.
The rose with the hourglass of blood. No one knew what it meant. But it was known throughout the world that it was his sign. And anyone who dared lay an eye on her, they should know that they were going against him. They all celebrated her birth. Soon, their fellows all came from around the world to catch a glimpse of her. The most powerful child. Born for their re-empowerment. She was glowing with radiance. The nannies had made her wear a beautiful yet simple blood red dress with black streaks and white dots all over. Soon they felt the arrival of him. The night turned dark and the moon started glowing red. The winds whooshed past everyone and the temperature suddenly dropped by a lot. They all stood all around the altar while leaving a path for him to reach her. Everyone sat on their knees and bowed their heads out of sheer respect. He moved forward, his cloak billowing behind him. Until now, she had kept crying. He took slow, thoughtful steps towards her. When she saw him, she stopped crying and started giggling and reached out her chubby hands to him. He smiled and picked her up. She looked at him with profound curiosity. He held her close. He laid her head on his shoulder and she closed her eyes. She accepted him. The whole crowd around them erupted in cheers. They were now bound together by a bond that was indestructible. Slowly there came a slight humming sound from the centre. He was humming for her. They all fell silent and took in their share of the heart-warming scene. After a few more moments of humming and holding her close, he placed her back. He bent down and whispered in her ear,
“I will come back to take you with me. And then you will not leave my sight again. You shall be known as MIA, meaning mine. To let the whole world, know that you are mine.”
Her parents heard everything. They smiled at him and promised him that they would do everything they can to keep her safe. With one last longing look at her, he left.
I was weak and looking for a mate,
You were the One.
I am a King now and looking for a Queen,
You are the One.