A flat land, grass and flowers grow wherever my eyes are set on, a beautiful moon high in the sky, shining and showering the land with its silver light… a lake in the center of the land, just beneath the moon, had its surface glistering in a sparkling light!
Such peaceful scenery, am I dreaming? Wait…! I know that am dreaming and I am not waking up… a lucid dream perhaps? But why am I having such a vivid dream? Well… at least it’s peaceful and calm…
And of course the moment I said that… the problems come!
The once a silver moon shifted its beautiful light to an ominous crimson hue that spread all over the land…
The once green field filled with flowers and vegetation, decayed and withered as if life was sucked out of it and only a waste land remained…
The lake with the clear and pure water turned onto a pond of blood that spread in the wasteland…
The sound of footsteps was heard… I couldn’t see who it was or what it was that was walking around… but wherever that thing walked…
Screams and cries of agony, sorrow, anger and despair were heard… it spread death and demise to wherever it went, and if it didn’t kill it brought sadness and rage…
The hell is this?! What is happening! What is that thing?!
The footsteps were approaching… its coming or me…
I tried using my powers… but for some reason I couldn’t call them forth… I am powerless… I cannot defend myself against that… THING!
Someone… please… save me… Abyss! Mother, Father! Cassius… Vincent… Katherine…
Ian… please…!
No… no…NOOOOOOOO!
The moment I opened my eyes I was floating in the air, the next second I fell on the bed and bounced on the floor…
The sound of screaming and my body hitting the floor attracted attention of the servants and a multitude of heavy footsteps approached the room…
One second later a group of maids entered my room swarmed around me the moment the saw me on the floor
While the maids took care of me, I was calming myself down, trying to regain my composure back…
Bloody hell… what was the problem with that dream?!It was so vivid to the point I thought it was real at some point…
The servant didn’t see me when I lost my control and was levitating mid air…, my secret is still a secret…
Good grief, I even called for the old man and the spoiled son for help…
I even called for that person… that man…
I let out a deep sigh, it seems like I haven’t gotten over that past… I wonder if that person is alright… that guy whom I saw the moment the truck hit me in that cursed night… when I was still called… Tania.
I thought I got over it… but it seems that in the middle of a crisis… I called for him. The only one I could ever call a true friend, that person whom I have been friends with since a very long time…
And yet I couldn’t even say goodbye… I wish you the best of life… the guy who’s kindness reached to me more than once…
A single tear drop fell from eyes… why was she crying? She herself didn’t know… she washed the tear away and ignored that feeling as it soon was buried deep and turned into… nothing
Then, someone knocked at the door, the butler came in holding a letter…
This guy… isn’t he the one that… oho? Something at that moment resonated in my mind… memories of before the time my past life memories came back to me…
A flashback that was stimulated by this man’s appearance before me… Cassius’s aid… the butler that take care of the house affaires ever since the duchess passed away…
Mister Bearden Andres.
Should I take the chance and get a small beginning for a bigger revenge later? Yeah I am quite pissed off anyway and sure am in the mood to bring on some retribution!
I stared at him coldly; he lowered his head and replied
He panicked for a moment before regaining his composure, this old man… he know that he is favored by Cassius, and that Cassius would chose him over me… and it’s the same reason why he bullied me in the past…
He took out a golden letter with the seal of the eternal sun on it…
That golden color is a color that only one family has the right to use in this empire… the main Regulus Solis family… that means the emperor, the empress and their direct descendants.
Is this a letter from the crown prince? Did he already decide to annul his request of being my escort or what?
And it was at this moment when I read the name of the sender… “Priscilla La Solis Regulus”
There is something that you need to know… in this world, there are two flowers of the high society… one is called the crazy Evanson b***h… the other is called the crazy royal b***h!
The two bit-I mean the two flowers are known for their beauty and noble demeanor, worthy of being at the top of the young society high circle…
One of the flowers is a notorious Villainess, she is proud and arrogant, and anyone below her rank is nothing but a mere insect. She strikes with her insults and publicly humiliates her victim… that’s original Satiana Von Evanson “the Notorious Evanson Crazy b***h” is her gossip nickname…
The other is a gentle princess with noble and kind demeanor; she wears bright colors, like sweets, kind to everyone! But of course that’s only a façade…
No one knows this truth, even among those who completed the game there are only a few that know of the truth that lays behind the gentle princess façade…
He bowed his head and excused himself then left after closing the door…
I opened the letter to see what its object is, I ignored the “beautiful summer day” and the “chirping of the birds” as well as the “Blooming scent of flowers” and went straight to read the main goal of the letter
“The indigo Salon” I paused at this word as I recalled what it meant from Satiana’s memories…
“The Indigo Salon” is a ladies gathering at the imperial palace, a gathering that only the empress or her daughter the first princess have the right to organize…
Woman whom have been “blessed” to receive the invitation are all fated to become part of the high society members, only a selected few are allowed to attend to that gathering, and they are all woman of the powerful noble houses of the empire.
An unmarried noble lady may find a suitable husband in that gathering, become famous and rise as a star in high ranking society. But she can also be squashed and belittled in front of that same high society…
The Indigo Salon is a battle where noble woman fight, not with swords or magic, but with schemes and masques. It is what you would call… the noble and gentle war!
And I have received an invitation from one of the people I should be the most wary of… just how did I skip such a detail?!
I ordered the servants to go outside en guise of studying… of course that’s not what I’ll be doing
The book suddenly appeared in front of me out of no were, the blinding light connected it to me as dived within that sea of information searching for anything that may be useful to me against the princess in case she is plotting something against me…
Anything might become in handy… any piece of information, and that’s the purpose of creating the Archive and the All seeing eyes familiars… to find a weakness to use against someone that wish to harm me!
I spent my time after that preparing for the salon, the day after I took a carriage and headed to the Regulus Solis palace wearing a sky blue dress with a puffed skirt and a open neck and open sleeves, the sets of jewelries were blue-ish jewels coming right from the Evanson mines.
Apparently the old man made good profit and gave me a set of jewelries only to not embarrass myself… at least say something nice and keep acting nice if you’re going to give your daughter a gift you know?!
The necklace was in the shape of three drops on the other hand the earrings were a drop each, I am wearing silk gloves a fan in my hand and a hat on my head with my hair left untied.
I presented my invitation and was welcomed and guided to the location where the indigo salon was held.
A big glass house filled with all sorts of flowers and aromatic scents was presented standing high in front of me… I thought they would have stayed away from garden parties because of the little “incident” that I have provoked not that long ago…
By the way the princess was one of those that bathed in the bird’s “heavenly rain”… if I recall she fainted the moment it led on her head, that sure was quite the sight to see (chuckle).
This salon is probably to burry that “horrible” memory and show people that the princess is dignified and that she will honor one of her titles as the “The Princess in the garden”.
After all… she does have access to “that” power… just like me.
Alright… let’s go, to the battle field!