Hilary

He had been very irritating, the weather is gloomy and the rains are continuing to fall heavily, locking the path to the town. The sounds of the horses are echoing through the black woody forest. But he couldn’t care less. His bride-to-be is waiting for him.
 * //Once upon a time // **
 * // In a castle filled with rose //**
 * // There life’s a beautiful princess //**
 * // Waiting for her prince to come… //**

He is going to turn 18 next month which also means he’s going to rule the kingdom. But the wisely-know-it-all elderly committee decided that he is still too young to rule, so as it been the case, until the prince is married princess, to strengthen the country’s power, he cannot become king. Or in another way of saying, the princess is the present to proven his power. And why did he have to go into some far, far away country. The kindly-elder have also said it will be fairer and it will bring the trust and expectations of the people to another level. This was probably the main reason why he, the Prince, Lucifer, is now riding on a horse through one very bad day. He had heard many stories about this beautiful princess. A princess cursed under the spell of a black witch. A princess which beauty shines like a precious pearl. It has been said if you can come into the castle, destroy all the thorns, kiss the princess, she will be awake from the curse. Simple ‘Easy enough, after all I am a conqueror’ He thought, smirking deviously

// The predator….A prince // // Chasing… // // The beautiful prey…A princess //

Finally as he saw a glimpse of the town, he made the horse to slow down. The rain still hasn’t been stopped yet. It would made his trip to the castle a bit hard so he would wait for tomorrow. ‘I need to find a place to rest’ He thought. He saw an inn nearby as he entering the town. It is still open and through the windows, he could see men drinking and chatting with each other, maybe not in a friendly way. The owner quickly greeted him and orders the butler to prepare a room for him, and then the old-lady went to kitchen and told them to prepare a meal. Probably because of the jewelry that he is wearing on him is what makes her so hospitable.

The next morning when he woke up, he decided that he should take a look at the town and buy some weapons, just in case. The sunset quickly came; he got on his horse and journey to the thorny castles to rescue his princess. He began to take out his sword, burn it on the fire he has just set up for a little bit, As the sword is ready, he tried to cut a tiny thorn. ‘Sharp, really sharp’ he said, satisfied. As he began his ways into the castle, he cut every thorn that is on his path, boredom. Suddenly, he began to smell something, roses. A powerful smells, yet so addictive… ‘Step’

‘Step’ ‘Step’ He heard the sound of footsteps coming, closer and closer. His head is really dizzy and he knew he couldn’t continue fight any longer; he has to think of a plan. Quick one. He only had one shot left, he knew he couldn’t just escape; the entrance had now been blocked by those thorns filled with his own blood. ‘But it is not that hard!’ He thought trying to calm himself down ‘Just one slice and it would be all over for that thing’ To tell the truth he didn’t know anything about a monster nor people that in this castle that alive and live. But he didn’t think that it was a person after all, a fairy tale wouldn’t be complete without a dragon or a monster stand in the way right?

‘Any minute now’ He said, gripping his sword tightly. Step! Step! Step! Step! The sounds continued and the shadow proven the monster is getting closer and closer to him. His heartbeats fast as the blood from the countless wounds in his body continued to drip, making him feel dizzier and dizzier.

‘HERE I GO!!!’ He shouted as he swung his sword high up

Blue eyes drowning him deep into the deepest, coldest ocean At the moment their eyes met, he was captivated.

// The predator… // // Turned into… // // The prey… // // Or is it? // As he was about to swing the sword to kill the monster, he was stung. The monster was not a monster at all. In fact, it was a beautiful girl. She has a skin that as white as snow, and long silky hair that shines like sunflower fields, strong yet seem like an fragile doll that could easily broken if you touch. She wore a long white dress that was tore with some blood stain on it. She must have got lost into the castle somehow; he assumed and thought how strong she is. After all, most of the girls would faint when they just in the entrance gate or in some miracle, if they could get in like her, they would cry like maniac. She glared at him; the deep blue eyes are now like fire ready to burn him. He suddenly realized the position they are in, with his sword on top of her head, a few millimeters away. He dropped his sword immediately. Then he took her cold hand ‘How on earth would a maiden like you happens to be in this horribly tragic place, malady?’ He asked. And he kissed her hand gently. She remained silent. Her angelic face shows no emotions. Minutes passed by and neither one of them moves. He could hear the ‘ding dong’ sound from a far away clock. ‘Tick, tock’ ‘Tick, tock’ ‘Rosa’ she said, made me jump a little bit. Her voice was soft yet coldly like ice. ‘And’ she continued. ‘I am the owner of this castle’ He gasped. He never thought that she would be his-bridge-to-be. He smirked, thinking that the job has been done. ‘The rule of the game is that if I can save you, my lovely princess from the ugly thorns, you shall be my wife’ He said, while she remained silently. He bowed gently, and asked ‘Will you, Rosa be my queen?’ Moments passed by…. Suddenly, he felt a soft hand stroking his cheek gently. He looked up. And saw her smiling at him, a warm smile. Addictive, he leaned and his lips meet hers.

// The predator…A princess // // Uses her beauty… // // To // // Capture the prey… A prince // She pulled him closer and his head feel dizzier and dizzier, blood start to shed from those wounds that he thought were already healed, he cannot feel his body anymore and he felt that every parts of his body is being ripped apart but he couldn’t careless. He is now in his paradise…

// A never ending-chase… // // That the winner… // // Had… // // Already been decided… //

// From the very beginning.... //

‘Oh my’ a high-pitched voice rang through the lifeless room. Judging from her appearance, it would be very easy to tell that she was the evil witch cursed the princess. ‘Look likes the food has been delivered to my little princess’ she laughed mischief, looking at the blood-stain thorns connected to the princess. ‘How hard, my little princess said the poor me have to keep her beauty if I want to put her asleep to find her a rightful mate’ She sighed ‘Godmother is such a tiresome job’ ‘But luckily, your intelligence godmother has found a very easy way to keep your beauty’ She said, happily. ‘Wouldn’t those princes be the perfect nutrients to keep your beauty? Their bones, their hearts, their blood…Oh, such wonderful sources’ She screamed in joy ‘Just wait, my little princess’ she said, turning to the body lying on the luxurious bed ‘Someday, your prince will come’ 'Until then, enjoy your //**meals**//' she said and dissolved into thin air.



The thorns starting to pull away leave a blood puddle in the big empty entrance hall.

‘So this is where my beautiful bridge sleeping?’ A voice rang through the old thorny castle.

=  Bloody beauty-Ends =
 * //Once upon a time // **
 * // In a castle filled with rose //**
 * // There life’s a beautiful princess //**
 * // Waiting for her prince to come… //**