Tsaritsa Novels & Stories

I said with wink. Third person POV: Aisha was pretty much excited to see her surprise for which she quickly moved back to her passenger seat as Randhir started heading them both back to their palace, it took merely 15 minutes for them to reached ‘Heaven’, a mansion which Randhir had purchased for Aisha when he shifted to Russia 5 years back, ‘Heaven’ which was entirely made with fine marble stone which were specially imported from India along with complete Indian interior design, every single furniture, every artifact, every design were as per Indian style.

, she began. “Breathe life into these butterflies, make them soar”, Dawn finished. As they chanted, their eyes turned blue. The windchime glowed briefly and a wind gently blew through the room, rustling their clothes and hair. The insects wing’s fluttered before they took off one by one. Together Lena and Dawn made the butterflies fly around the room in wonderful formations. “This is cool”, the younger witch breathed, watching the magic with both wonder and amazement. “You think this is cool, then you’ll really love this”, Lena said “pompa”, she uttered, the rough name for ‘fireworks’ in Latin. Dawn jumped as the butterflies exploded with bursts of colour.