Chapter 4 - Ariana


    (Ariana POV)


    A pair of green eyes counted the fast-passing tree from the carriage. She wasn''t aware of how many


    trees she counted because her mind was somewhere else.


    She was nervous, nervous to the point she was going to puke on her new beautiful pink ball gown her


    father bought for her not so long ago for this special asion. She had butterflies fluttering in her


    stomach begging to be let out. Her face was pale from the thought of humiliating herself in front of the


    kingdoms of Alphyria and the crown prince whom she loved dearly.


    The thought of humiliation reminded her of her half-sister.


    She scrunched her skirt at the thought of that bitch of a sister. Diana.


    Ariana tried to be a nice little sister to her but Diana decided otherwise. The number of times she was


    humiliated by her. The times Diana would pour hot tea on her gown at every tea party they were invited


    to. Ariana would smile it off and proim it as an ident but deep inside she wanted to throw the cup


    at Diana''s beautiful face and disable her nose.


    The harmful pranks she pulled hurt her pride and self-esteem. Her father had to take her to the doctors


    a couple of times to get her health checked. Diana was forbidden from seeing or going near her and if


    she did would feel the wrath of her father.


    She was d her father set the rule upon her, she didn''t have to deal with her anymore however deep


    inside she wished her arrogance concluded on the annulment of her engagement with the crown prince


    who was soon to be her brother-inw. Something her father has been trying to do ever since Ariana


    was born.


    Ariana was jealous of her older sister who was betrothed to Damon since the day she came to this


    world.


    Even though she knew she could never get noticed by the cold prince who was rumoured to be


    ruthless with his ways of war, she was d that he didn''t like her sister one bit because she wouldn''t be


    able to stand in the same room with the Prince and her sister showing affection towards each other. It


    would really hurt her.


    Yet something else lingered in her mind.


    When she left the mansion to enter the carriage, she spotted Diana''s carriage in the far corner of the


    gate. It seemed that Diana had not left yet, which was out of the ordinary. Ariana knew how obsessed


    her sister was about Damon. She would go hours early just to see him but to be kicked out of the


    pce until the ball began.


    So why was her carriage still here? What is she nning to do now to humiliate the cies family


    now? She wondered.


    "Ariana dear, you seem pale. Are you feeling alright? If your sick we can go back home and get you


    checked up" her thoughts were interrupted by her mother''s worried tone.


    Ariana looked at her mother. She was beautiful, with long brown hair tied into a high bun with glittering


    emerald gems pinned in her hair resembling her green eyes, her white milky skin glowed from the


    setting sun with her plump red lips. No wonder her father loved her mother.


    But then again, her beauty can never reach the level of the former Duchess of Aureum. Mariana


    cies of Isvand.


    She heard stories of the ''Ice Goddess'' of Isvand, Mariana Lancaster. She was rumoured to be the most


    Ariana once saw a painting of her in the attic when she hid from her sister. Her eyes could not look


    away from the kind looking woman in the portrait staring right back at her with a beautiful kind smile.


    Her long silver hair dangling down her head with a blue floral crystalbed behind, white skin like the


    snow and red lips to show off her icy blue eyes. She was the most beautiful woman Ariana had ever


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    making Ariana envy her for possessing such beauty.


    "Daughter what are you thinking right now to ignore your mother''s words" a deep but cold voice


    snapped Ariana back to reality. She stared into her father''s amber eyes ones simr to the golden eyes


    of the royal family of Aureum.


    "I''m sorry father and mother I''m just nervous."


    "It''s alright dear, we know how much you love the crown prince to spend all week to find him a perfect


    gift" her mother Alice,forted her with her sweet words.


    "What if he doesn''t like it? what if he throws it away in front of the whole g" she bit her nail for


    who stared at it for too long.


    She herself never experienced the cold demonic re however she witnessed it first hand when her


    sister raged at a girl who went near him at the Ste Ball of the fourth year, 4 years ago. She shivered


    at the memory.


    Alice cupped her daughters face and stared deep into her green eyes. "My daughter is the kindest and


    beautifuldy in the whole 5 human kingdoms of Alphyria, Prince Damon would never throw away a gift


    from the Lady of cies"


    A smile of joy appeared on her face. "thank you, mother,". Even if Diana had beauty to capture the


    hearts of men or have the Prince for herself, there is something she will never receive no matter how


    many years she waits. Diana will never receive the love of a mother Ariana receives.


    "Ariana, I have something to discuss with you before we arrive at the pce"