Princess Of The Land Of Light

Message From Fairy Luna

The morning passed, Flora walked to the car after visiting her sister's grave. There were no tears, only regrets because when Rose left in the middle of the night to go to the pharmacy to buy medicine for her, Flora didn't hold back. If only Flora had not had a headache that night, surely this tragic accident would not have happened to her sister.

A moment.

Flora remembered that she had a headache after the family dinner. Flora ate with oyster sauce prawns which only she herself ate. Because Rose is allergic to shrimp, and her parents don't like it.

Is it because of that?

Did Nania make the wrong cooking or did someone intentionally put something in the food?

Again, the mysterious woman's message popped into her head again. Does this have anything to do with her parents? It seemed too evil if Flora to have to trust that mysterious woman, rather than her parents who had cared for her for years.

Instantly Simon's car swayed. They didn't know what had happened, but at the same time Flora felt dizzy like yesterday at the campus park.

"Did the brakes fail?" Flora asked as her hands gripped firmly on the seat the driver was sitting in. She lowered her head and hid her head behind the chair.

"I don't know, but before leaving I always check the engine, and everything is fine." Simon answered, keeping the steering wheel under control.

Suddenly the ride calmed down, Flora no longer felt the car swaying. When she was about to sit up straight again, what a surprise when beside her sat the mysterious woman who came yesterday. Flora gulped in shock remembering where this woman had come from.

"Who are you, actually?"

The woman who was wearing the same clothes as yesterday that she wore was smiling her best smile. "I am the messenger to save your life from the greedy people around you." Fairy Luna replied calmly.

"You mean?"

"Lorenza and Jonathan are not your parents. Without you knowing behind all their kindness to you, there is a hidden evil. So hurry up and go to the north coast, and I'll show you how you can meet the Queen Mother."

"I can't believe all your bullshit." Flora argued.

Simon looked in the rearview mirror, because he didn't know who his master's daughter was talking to. However, Simon still let her, maybe Flora was practicing drama for college.

"Please prove to yourself that they are not your real parents. But you have to move fast, because you don't have much time left in this realm. Be careful when you're at home, because I can't just walk into your house to I tell you is in danger."

In the blink of an eye, Fairy Luna just disappeared. Then Flora leaned back in the chair with her eyes closed, for some reason her life had been feeling strange lately.

"Arrived at campus, Flora." Simon stopped the car right in front of the campus gate.

Flora covered her head with a hoodie. Then the girl who had the stature of a model got out of the car. She glanced at the driver with a flat gaze. "Did you see the person I was talking to earlier?

Simon shook his head. "I don't see."

"Okay." Flora left with a thousand questions in mind.

***

In a palace that glitters with light, for its walls were covered with gold and pearls. Standing tall above a giant cloud that tapers downwards like the point of a pen. Clouds that never melt all the time. Behind the towering fortress, many fruits hang beautifully on the trees. Fruits that are special because they come from heaven, namely olives, dates, figs, grapes, bananas, and pomegranates. Each of which is rich in properties and benefits.

Around the palace, many guards complete with weapons behind their backs, walking around watching the fear of a sudden attack from the enemy. While in the palace, the queen was sitting on the throne. Seeing a big mirror that plays some events like a movie loop.

"Shall we just take Princess Anastasya to the palace, Queen?" asked Fairy Luna after covering the mirror display with her star wand.

The woman who was called by the queen stood up. Dive into the past several hundred years ago with the power of her memory. "Don't! Let Princess Anastasya prove her self that Lorenza and Jonathan are not her parents. I'm sure it won't be too late even though the journey to this palace has many obstacles. Just keep an eye on you day and night, don't let your guard down, I'm afraid last night's incident will repeat it self. I don't want to what happened to Princess Arella, happened to her too."

"Very well, Queen."

Yes, the woman with the golden crown on the top of her hair, almost trembled last night when the mirror screen showed Lorenza giving Princess Anastasya a poisoned drink. Luckily, the Fairy Luna came just in time to thwart him.

"What about the man named Xander, Queen? Do I need to prevent him from getting close to Princess Anastasya? It seems he is not a random man because he can guess that Princess Anastasya is not a full human?"

"No need. In fact, he is a good man who will accompany Princess Anastasya's journey to the palace."

***

It was getting late, Flora who had finished attending her lecturer class went straight out of the campus to the car in which Simon was already waiting. Unbeknownst to Flora, Xander secretly followed Flora in his vintage car.

Immediately the clean-faced man started the engine and stepped on the gas pedal. Leaving the campus grounds at a moderate pace. Somehow Xander felt obliged to know where Flora lived. According to the story from Morin, the girl was too secretive. One thing Xander was curious about, that girl's energy was too strong and different.

It didn't take long, Xander finally stopped his car right in front of a house dominated by white. Meanwhile Flora's car had entered and stopped her in the garage. The girl had entered the house. Meanwhile, Xander, came down while keeping his distance so as not to be caught.

Extraordinary!

As Xander grabbed hold of the gate, he was bounced back as if some great force was resisting. But what he felt this time was a completely dark aura.

Xander had no idea. How can Flora who has good energy live in a place with bad energy.