Chronicles of Legends

Volume 2 Chapter 12 - Dance

|Gary|

The figure in front of me stood tall with a confident stance, his head tilted slightly in scrutiny. He wore a luxurious white blazer, decorated with golden and platinum frills, paired with a simple black undershirt. His matte grey hair shimmered like silver in the light, adding to his exotic appearance with amethyst eyes. 

My purple eyes glistened as I admired my new face. 'I certainly have much more charm than I did in my past life,' I thought.

"You look handsome." My mother shifted glances between me and my reflection with a warm smile on her face.   

She was wearing a serene black dress that highlighted her curves, her platinum hair a striking contrast to the dark dress. 

Her blue, doting eyes scanned me once again as the smile on her face remained unchanged.

My mother suffered quite a lot because of me. She was emotionally weak, despite being a powerful conjurer at the silver stage.

She reminded me of my mother from my past life, how she loved and trusted me despite anything and how much she had to suffer because of me.

'I won't let the same thing happen again,' I promised to myself just as my father entered.

My father was dressed similarly to me but with even more lavish ornaments on his suit. He quickly surveyed the scene before announcing, "We should get going now. We can't be late for the Princess's twelfth birthday banquet."

For some reason, the second, twelfth and sixteenth birthdays were considered the most important. There wasn't much logic, it was more of a tradition amongst the elite of Sapin's society.

My mother and I nodded our heads and followed him out. We were greeted out my all the servants and maids as we exited our giant mansion and sat inside our giant carriage.

Just before I went inside, I saw Galliard from the corner of my eyes. He flashed me a smile as he turned away and got onto his horse.

'The Princess,' I thought, 'Last time I met her we both were just two years old. She was quite cute then. How much has she changed?'

Time quickly passed as we entered Etistin City and reached the Royal Palace. After getting inside, my ears quickly picked up the sound of music playing from what sounded like a large ballroom. 

The three of us made our way there, but I didn't feel any emotions, only thinking that this was going to be a tiring day.

As we entered the ballroom, my eyes were immediately drawn to the stage where the Princess was standing, surrounded by a crowd of people who were singing and dancing. The princess was a striking figure with her jet black hair and eyes, a contrast to her white gown as she celebrated her twelfth birthday.

However, her overall look and aura almost caused me to take a step back. The image of a young Amanda overlapped in my mind, with the two almost being a complete match.

'Stop thinking of useless things,' I thought to myself as I activated Monarch's Indifference with more aether.

My emotions were once again doused and a practiced smile appeared on my face as I greeted the various other nobles present.

"It's good to meet you, Gary Whiteborn," a familiar voice said as I turned my head. Lancelot Orbel, the mage who lost to me in the Three Races Tournament was also there.

The young boy stood tall and proud, his sparkling black hair glistening under the chandelier lights of the grand ballroom. His grey eyes, sharp and confident, scanned me as he took confident steps towards me.