Chapter Two

I THOUGHT I WAS PREPARED TO SEE THAT, BUT IT WASN'T THE CASE. I should have seen it coming. It wasn't as shocking as Avy's death, but still.

Daisuke Maël Maximillian.

The great Prince between the greatest.

It was his dagger that killed me. I don't know exactly how it happened. How I got attacked, but it was his dagger and pretty much his doing. But the worst part is: I'll die in two years.

Two years… I'll only have a year to do everything I want, once I'll have to waste 12 out of my 24 months left, on that stupid competition for the Crown Princess position. A year will go to waste because of him and my life will also end because of him. Daisuke will be, literally, the death of me. In the worst way possible.

But until there I can do whatever I want. Although I'm going to follow Avy's example and not tell anyone about it. If they ask me, I can just-

"What the fuck do you think you are doing?" I heard Rai's deep and angry voice coming from my doorstep, and then I turned to see him, ignoring the blood tears that were rolling down my eyes and falling on my clothes and on the ground.

He was surprisingly handsome, and very much like a male version of me. With golden wavy hair and blood-red eyes, fair skin, but about two heads taller than me and build up like a warrior. Sharp jaw, high cheekbones, straight and thin nose-bridge, heart-shaped lips. My brother's beautiful. Although he isn't with a beautiful expression now.

Why would he be angry with me for seeing my own death? Isn't that what he wanted? Bipolar.

Blinking, I stared at him. "What do you want with me, brother?" He clenched his teeth with my calm tone.

"Why did you take off that damn thing, Nsomi?" Ugh, I fucking hate this name and he fucking knows it. "Don't you realize that every time you look at someone with your vicious eyes, death follows you, Nsomi?" He keeps doing that on purpose.

How annoying.

"With all due respect, brother, if my eyes are vicious, yours are too, because they are the same. Moreover, I'm not seeing someone else's death, I'm seeing my own, so you don't need to get angry. It's what all of us always wanted anyway," that caught him off guard.

Perhaps because I never talked back. But fuck it, I'm going to die in two years anyway. Who cares?! I don't!

"Nsomi," he yelled. "You've completely lost your mind!"

I laughed loudly like a wicked woman and stared at him with a psychopathic grin and my eyebrows raised, "I just saw my death, dumbass. How do you expect me to react?"

When he was about to say something, Aeneas showed up out of no-fucking-where, and I stared at him for an instant, absorbing his appearance. He looks like a fusion of our father and his mother. Curly golden hair and light emerald eyes, pale skin, and a body similar to Rai's both in muscles and height.

"You saw what?" He asked shocked. "What's wrong with you? Why did you take that shit off?" Ha, those two are so funny.

I had a smirk on when I talked back at him, "You two are so damn funny. Both of you want me dead, just like everybody else. Yes, I can see others dying with my eyes. No, I do not kill them. No, I can't do anything about it. No, it can't be changed. Yes, I don't mind if you all blame me for it. Is that what you want to hear?" They both were speechless while staring back at me. "Look, brothers, I don't mind you hating me and wanting me dead. Really, I don't. But you have to remember that the eyes are mine. No one told me to use the blindfolded, I chose to. If at any moment, I don't want to use it, I won't. Besides, I don't get why are you two freaking out like this."

I turned my back on them and got back to the mirror. The tears were still falling, making me, indeed, look like I have lost my mind. And probably did.

"As I said to Rai before, I'm just watching my own death. I've told you both how you will die, so why can't I know how my death will be when this power is mine? I've told you guys out of consideration, I didn't need to. I was curious. Moreover, I wanted to know what I look like, the last time I saw myself in the mirror, I was 3 years old," I rolled my shoulders, passing my fingers through my face and wiping the blood. "Now, ask me what you want to know, and stop throwing a tantrum about something that does not concern any of you!"

I turned my eyes back to them, and I got pleased by how uncomfortable they were. How amusing. "How much time do you have left?" It was Aeneas who asked.

"52 years," minus 50, that is.

"How can a horrible person like you live so long while my sisters died so young?" Rai yelled disgusted.

Rai would one hundred percent, be happy if he knew how long I actually have left. But I'm not going to let him know that at all. Let him be fooled, I don't give a damn. "Right?" I started with a crazy grin on. "If what everybody says is true, then I am a horrible person indeed. Damn, how can a murderer like me stay alive for so damn long? I, who murdered my family and my best friend. The Gods are so unfair," I mocked acidly and stared at him. "Brother, you may be the Heir Apparent and next Duke of our house, but you are still in the same position as me. Don't act too highly," I turned to Aeneas. "The same goes for you! Now, if you don't want me to stop using the blindfold permanently, get the fuck out of my chambers!" I spoke through my teeth making both of them angrier than before.

When they were finally getting out of my room, I heard them mumbling to each other, "She has completely lost it this time!" I closed the doors and turned to the mirror again.

Feeling weak, my legs gave up and I fell to my knees, staring at my pitiful picture, letting the tears roll down. Of course, I didn't mean as much as I said to them, but I just couldn't hold it in anymore. They got used to saying shit to me while I listened to every-damn-thing silently. I let it happen for so long that now they probably think I don't have my own voice and that I won't have the strength to talk back.

Avy used to say that there was a dragon asleep inside of me, but when the moment of me getting tired of all this shit came, the dragon would awaken and everybody should fear that moment. I don't know about them fearing me, but I think that moment is here. Now I can't stop thinking that if I had dared to look in the mirror and see my death before, I would have been able to enjoy my life more than I did. But I closed myself from the world after Avy's death and refused to go to any social gatherings.

So the last time anyone but my family and those close to our house, saw me, was pretty much the day that bastard blamed me for his sister's death in front of everyone. I just couldn't handle it. Of course, I knew that was going to happen, and I told Avy about it, but she still insisted on keeping it a secret, so I did as she asked. But it's still hard to swallow everything they tell me.

Taking a deep breath, I tried to think about one possible last resort to not participate in the Crown Princess shit. Maybe I should let go of my title of Princess and noble, as well as let go of my place in the line of the throne. That way I won't be of use in this event.

The Queen had said to me that, if I wanted to ever ask her or the King, anything, after Avy's death, I should go and see them in person. Could that be the reason why they ignored my letter?

Furthermore, I never set my foot on Soleil Keeper again for three reasons: It reminded me of Avyanna. Second, everybody hates me there. And lastly, I can't meet Daisuke again, or something really bad could happen. But maybe now I can, knowing that he's only going to kill me in two years, I'm not in danger now.

Cleaning myself, I chose a dress and got ready to go there.