For Escaping Marriage, Run ❌ Disappear ☑️

The cold wind blew, people had their sweaters and coats on, Elara sat totally unbothered by the freezing weather, the cold did not affect her at all, her inner fire was burning her.

Exhaling a shaky breath she took her phone out and booked a cab and waited for the cab to arrive, she had inherited her grandpa's property, she is also a 45% shareholder in her father's company but she actually doesn't care about it.

She has always followed her passion which is Fencing. Her grandpa, Richard Montclair has supported her, he and her mother is her biggest supporter.

She stays in her own apartment which she had bought with her own money, she is independent and whatever she has now is totally because of her hardwork.

If she wanted she would've carried her grandpa's legacy forward but she was never interested in business stuff and her grandpa supported her passion, he even threatened Cedric that he will take that remaining shares and will transfer it on Elara's name if he doesn't support her passion.

Elara was engrossed in her thoughts totally oblivious of what was going on around her but her train of thoughts broke when she felt a soft tap on her shoulder, she looked up only to find a lady staring at her smiling softly.

The Lady was of her mother's age, she had serene eyes, purplish eye colour, dark brown wavy hairs, she looked divine even with the little wrinkles on her face.

Elara frowned in confusion when that lady pulled out something from her bag, A faded velvet shoulder bag rested against her side, strangely regal despite its age.

It was a book, the thing that lady held in her hand was a book, not any ordinary book. It was covered with a white cloth but still any one could guess that it was a book.

That lady forwarded that book towards Elara who stared at that lady's face then at the book but something caught her attention, it was that lady's wrist, she had a strangely beautiful tattoo engraved on her wrist, it was a beautiful sword and a blue lotus on the top of it.

Elara took her time to admire the tattoo, she felt strangely drawn towards that tattoo but she got out of her trance when that lady cleared her throat. Elara looked up at that lady who gave her the softest smile she has seen.

The same smile her mother used to give her, the lady gestured Elara to take the book which she unknowingly took. The lady again gave her a fond smile and softly caressed her hair on which she closed her eyes feeling calm.

Honk! Honk!

A sharp car honk sound cut through the silence as Elara opened her eyes. She looked around trying to find the lady but she found no one, that lady had disappeared like she never existed.

Elara was almost convinced that the lady she saw was her hallucination but then her eyes fell on her hand which held the book tightly.

Honk!!!

Elara looked in front to find that her cab has arrived, she got up and placed that book on the bench, the white dusty cloth was loosely wrapped around it, she tried to not look at that book again but her eyes betrayed her, huffing loudly she took that book and sat in the cab.

Soon she was infront of her apartment, she unlocked the door and got inside but shivered when cold breeze hit her, rubbing her palm she got inside.

She placed that book in the living room and went to freshnup. Soon she came back, a white fluffy cardigan hung on her small body, her joggers fit tight on her small waist, her outfit contrast to her personality.

She took the book and went inside her bedroom, it was simple , a small, neat bedroom with pale lavender walls. A single window with sheer curtains, her room glowed faintly as the sun hid behind the clouds.

Wind chimes near the window that rings even without wind which her mother bought. She sat on her bed holding the book, a plain white bedsheet but perfectly tucked in her bed.

Soft yellow light surrounded her bed when she switched on her side lamp, Elara coughed lightly as she blew on the white cloth which covered the book.

Removing the cloth she stared at the black large book , her soft hazel- brown eyes widened as she stared at the title of the book, her long dark eyelashes flickered as she roamed her eyes on that book.

THE LEGEND ALPHA PRINCE, that was the title of the book, she softly ran her fingers on the book and surprisingly that letters glowed by her touch as if it had recognised its owner.

Taking a deep breath Elara opened the book, her hands trembling as her long wavy brown hairs flew because of strange wind, She frowned as she took in the sight of a strange wheel rested on the first page, its surface etched with symbols she couldn’t read.

It was cold as Elara touched it it had a center gem which continuously changed colour, her frown deepened and she unknowingly spun the wheel, suddenly a bright golden light surrounded the room and Elara was long gone with no traces left.

She had disappeared.