Morning came quickly, the palace was in uproar as the King had arrived. The group was given clothes which matched each other.

They looked as if they were nobles of a high ranked family of the Voltaris Empire. Their peculiar hair colors made them stand out even more.

Becca looked as if she was the reincarnation of the god of war with her red flaming man and her green eyes which pierced everyone without mercy.

Xior on the other hand felt as though he was the predator, a foreigner who had just arrived here gave off the vibe that he could best the kingdoms finest knights without any issue.

And finally Beatrice, Alice and Acheron, a Rabbit Tribe member—their chief from the floor just before theirs, the mysterious tentacles woman who was as intimidating as Xior and the white haired woman who despite her stature sent shivers down people's bodies.

The hall was decorated with the most extravagant decorations, the King's safe arrival was a sigh of relief for the whole Empire.

He inherited the throne at a point where there was turmoil among the noble families of the Empire as they a couple of millennia ago used to be independent kingdoms.

They fought to take back what was theirs but the might of the Voltaris Empire was enough to crush such rebellion.

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Was it a dream? Acheron thought as she saw a prosperous Voltaris Kingdom, she was twenty now, her father past his prime and her mother on his side also old but healthy.

It was her coronation ceremony, something she had always wanted to have. Her parents seemed so happy, it almost felt unreal. Maybe it was but even if it was she didn't want it to end.

She walked towards the platform and went up the stairs, where her parents stood alongside other kingdom officials.

Behind them was the throne of her father, now embedded with more jewels for her, in her father's hands was a crown, the same crown he wore, his father wore and his father also wore.

It was a surreal moment, her father walked towards her and extended his hand and grabbed her hand as he brought her to where she was supposed to stand.

She wore a black dress, adorned with red flowers and her hair tied with jewels of the rarest quality.

It was an elegant dress which gave her enough room to bend and go to one knee, her father took out his sword and blessed her.

He then grabbed the crown and carefully placed it on her head, it fit her as if it had always belonged to her.

She got up and the crowd gathered to see the coronation of their new queen exploded and cheered for her.

Her father hugged her and her mother joined in too, then both of them made way for her. In front of her was the throne, so close to her. She slowly walked towards it, her hand brushed on the silk covered cushions on the arms.

She turned and slowly sat on it and adjusted herself on it. It felt comfortable but there was a sudden weight she felt on her shoulders.

The throne wasn't merely for decoration, being a ruler meant there were immense responsibilities.

She looked at her parents, they smiled but the clear sky turned dark and their smile was replaced by no expression, they didn't even have any expression on their faces, they were blurred.

Her breathing quickened and she gasped for air and jolted awake. All of the things she had seen were a dream, a dream in which she wanted to stay for eternity.

She saw her surroundings had changed, she was back in her old room, in the distance she saw her father who looked at her with a pained expression.

His hair was now fully grey, it hadn't even been too long and yet age hit him like that. Wrinkles formed on his forehead as he walked towards her.

"F-father…" She muttered, unable to say another word.

"It's alright, Acheron…I'm sorry." He said and lowered his head.

Tears dropped on her hands which he held, he had blamed himself for what happened to her. If only he wasn't on the verge of dying from a cold, he could've prevented all of this.

But he was also scared of her, of what she did back in the Elven Kingdom. The thing he didn't want to happen…happened.

She drank human blood and almost ended the royal Elven bloodline, but she was not to blame for this.

Being whipped and tortured and then getting kidnapped and taken to a foreign nation would drive even an adult to madness and she was just a little girl, only nine years old.

"My daughter, ever since I woke up from the coma I tried looking for you and eventually found you. But you see, during the time I was in coma, that bitch manipulated the council and everyone to stand against me and you." He said and paused.

He looked at her crimson red eyes, the eyes glowed as if rubies were fitted in there. "I'm sorry for what I have to do…I have no other option…I don't want to see you dead just like your mother."

But before he could finish it, guards stormed inside her room. They clearly knew the king was inside the room but they didn't care.

It was as if he was not the king and they answered to someone else. They dashed forward but he blocked them.

"What is the meaning of this? Guardian Knights!" He shouted.

Five guardian knights, dressed in black armor entered the room from behind him.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Their leader came forward and bowed in front of the king.

"Take these fools out and put them in the dungeons, how dare they act against me and my daughter. Looks like they forgot whose Kingdom this is." He blurted out.

As if waiting for the guardian knights to follow his order he turned and looked at them, the leader stabbed him with his own sword. It pierced his heart and came out the back.

He coughed blood and his body went limp, then they grabbed Acheron and dragged her outside.

There men in black robes stood in the courtyard as they chanted something. Not far away from them the Mother Regent and her son, the new king stood with grins on their faces.

Her blood boiled, that bitch had orchestrated all this and got her father killed just like she did with her mother.

Acheron wanted to jump at her and claw her heart out and feed it to the hounds her father kept but she was being retrained.

Cuffs were put on her arms as she was forcefully dragged towards the robed men. Then she saw a glimpse of their faces.

Crooked noses and deformed faces, as if they were a part of some cult. Their chant intensified as a purple mist formed in front of them.

It grew big enough that a tall man could look short in front of it, then it transformed, mana spilled out of it, raw and violent.

It made Acheron choke, she wanted to run away and she tried but the guardian knight leader pulled her hair and threw her on the ground.

The mist shimmered and a portal was formed, the Mother Regent walked towards the fallen Acheron.

She grabbed her collar and pushed her inside the portal, till the end there was a disgusted grin on her face.

"D-disgrace…"

"...Monster"

"What a filthy child…"

"How could the first Lady have given birth to this deviant…"

"Worthless waste of space, useless piece of shit…"

"Why is she not in chains by now?"

The little girl stood in the middle of the large hall, she was about six and wore a white dress. Her hair was black which went down past her shoulders.

Her eyes were a light brown, she looked down at the ground as a dozen or so adults encircled her.

They threw harsh words at her, mocked her and her mother and glared at her as if they held themselves back from ripping her small body apart.

A man in his thirties entered the hall, the people present bowed before him and made a way for him to walk to the throne placed in the far end of the hall.

It was a throne bigger than the man, with cushions of the softest silks and armrests padded for comfort.

The chatter and the mockery died down with only his presence, he observed the people present without saying anything.

The girl stood in the middle like a statue and looked down at the carpet which covered the floor.

"Acheron." He said with a firm and deep voice.

The little girl was startled, her body shook hard but she forced it to not shake that much. She looked up at the man who sat on the throne and

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