Chapter 1: Scarlet Cinderella, a Fairytale for The Villains (oneshot)

The night goes tick and tock to the chime of the clock─ on a serenade of time in this moonlit masquerade. Everybody fled to the dance hall wearing fancy dresses and expensively flashy jewels, with the sound of the clacking glittery shoes. Lastly were the graceful masks that silhouette not only each other's faces but also the sentimental hearts.

People began to sway side by side, looking for their partners and escorts on the way─ ????????me ladies went and got their first waltz while the others chose to be a wall flower, unbending to the norms of this society's caste games. 

Once the music started to play the oasis was born in the sacred floors, scattered where the dancing maidens like the floral petals of a chrysanthemum in bloom. Skirts swaying on each side accompanied by the men's clacking of steps as the waltz went on, it was like a scene that came out from a fairytale─ only if the feelings engraved in that anecdote was that but of the real heart.

The dance hall then grew silent as the lights blinded all the guests, soon the moonlit palace was beaming with the entrance of an immaculate figure─ hair as dark as the ebony shade of the sky's bon voyage and eyes that shine like a timeless golden flare as if you are looking through the horizon of eternal beauty. It was the grandeur entrance of the enamored crown prince of Salvacionne, the first star and the future sun of the empire.

“How wonderful it is to be young, it is truly a mystery who his highness will choose for his first dance?”

“Who may be the lucky lady that will receive the crown prince's blessing?”

Those questions began to lurk in everyone's minds as well as the whispers that were once hidden now rekindled and lit a new rumor in the aristocracy. 

“Greetings to your majesty, the sun of the empire─ I have come to give you my regards.”

Walking by the luxurious carmine tinted carpet, the awkward lad came to greet his father sitting on the throne, still whilst his words the man in front of him stayed in silence like an ice statue─ cold as ever as how a king should be towards his subjects. It was what he was taught ever since his birth and so did he not understand those principles at first but as he grew up in this environment of “prove your worth” for survival, he began to see the true intentions of a man's thirst for power. “a noble should not show his emotions as well as his imperfections, for those flaws could become your weakness”─ that was but another teaching from the emperor to his successor, to be ruthless and wise in making decisions. Though the king may find his treatment as inevitable, the prince never once acknowledged that reality because he was not his subject─ he was his son, his own flesh and blood. The young man then thought that in the first place there was supposed to be no maternal love and filial pity in a family of royals, not that there is something he could still hope for.

“This way Prince Reinhardlt, the guests are waiting.”

Said the chancellor who then led the prince to the ball room where the nobles descended, with each moment that pass by him being observed by the uncanny aristocrats hoping to win over his good sides. In an empire where everybody's lives are greatly influenced by their classes, the prince who have just became an adult soon was forced to realize and accept that their is nothing but lies in the social circle that only sought to get his support─ as his disposition as a blue blood was what really mattered in power, and not that of who he truly is, as a person.

“It is a pleasure to be in the company of your excellency.”

“Indeed─ glory to his majesty the king of the empire!!”

“May the future sun of the empire also bless us!!”

“A toast for his highness the crown prince of Salvacionne.”

Hundreds of sights started to follow the mysterious aureole of that obscure regal─ waiting for the young prince to choose his first dance. Women who are swarming almost all across his distance, hoping that he would pick them on a glance─ their eyes that were screaming of greed solicitation greatly disturbed the own beliefs of the regal. 

The commotion that started as he have just graced his presence into the castle began the process of the same old talk and disguised emotions from all the masked nobilities. Hesitant was he who doesn't want to be the center of attention, chose to leave the gathering and made his path to the garden. Tired of being used and treated as a material thing that can be discarded by the imperial family, he was but a fragile lad in truth and his feelings were but his only anomally.

Walking down the maze of roses so beautiful and yet was thorny. It was a road of unrequited sympathy, he just wished to be free but at the price of his life can he only be.

“The castle is a suffocating gehenna, how ironic that it was also but my only shelter from the storm.”

Silently whispering into the wind he proceeds to the evening galaxy, on his way to the end of this timeless riddle. One and two steps, he then took the third til the middle of this puzzle gate. There lies a fountain in the arch of blossoms unseen, there he hides as his own chains slowly loose themselves in the sight of loneliness. Though little did the melancholic prince know of the scarlet lass that followed before his steps of briar bricks, chucked were the crumbling staircase of the grandiose castle as the maiden emerges from the night in an attempt to undo the curse that pulls her to the crowd. A sweet escape of a midnight rendezvous, it was an encounter of fate with the crestfallen royal and the enigmatic lady of the sanguine roses. As she was about to go the amused scion calls for her and spoke.

“Why be tattled in hurry milady, I can leave if you wish to stay alone.”

The surprised lass stopped as the squeaking noises of the cicadas sing a song in one of this nightmare lullabies. She turns around and responds to the crown prince.

“I was just lost in the dark, your highness─ how could I possibly ask the crown prince to move away just because of my own insolence?”

“Quite the intelligent lass you are, but are you sure that is what you want to say mademoiselle?”

The prince who was convinced that the maiden was putting up a front, a little act to catch him unguarded provokes the lady and tries to mock her. Unfazed still by the regal, the lass comes out from the shadow that covers her appearance and once she does that image of a wild flower vividly surrounds the atmosphere in sanguine colors. Hair of the same shade as that of bloody camellias, and brimming orbs that scintillate of autumn's color─ akin to that of the sunset creeping and as well as skin that is as pale as the drifting snowfall. Her aesthetics were that of a creation out of this world, so alluring and yet dangerously menacing.

“You seem to be quite unsatisfied with my answer, then I shall tell you this─ I don't desire for your company since you do not need mine too.”

A dazzling goddess that instills the darkness in her heart, she replied to the cunning royal in response to his nonsensical whims─ astounded by her confidence, the lad takes interest on the thorny flower that´s standing in front of him. 

“What a brave young lady you are, perhaps... are you not afraid of the imperial family?”

“Why should this lady be─ when you are nothing but a decoration, a puppet of the imperial monarch's ruling?”

The words that came out from the lass mouth pierced through the crown prince's pride though he himself also knew that he had no way to refute since she was but only telling the truth. He and his actions have always been restrained, and so was his heart in vain─ to be born as a high class regal his fate has already been sealed. Then the young royal thought at least that it was not worth the farce rather it was a refreshing remark since it has been so long since he spoke to someone in the same plane of reality.

“Why are you not replying your highness─ cat got your tongue?”

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He stood there quite for a few moments and finally he spoke out in a melancholic manner.

“Indeed my existence was deemed to be that of nothing but just as worthy as a tool, though they have not yet found me of no value─ my descent already feel useless as a person.”

A smirk came out from the maiden's face as her eyes glimmered in a gilded glaze of dusk─ like they could see through the regal's intentions. They talked the long night away and as they continued to go deeper, sharing stories of happiness and demise while drinking their sorrows away.

Washing the words of hate down their throats in wine, it was such a breathtaking experience for the prince who have only ever had false replies from all the scheming disputes of the aristocrats and their laughable conquest in power and money. It was also but a memory so new to the lady who was only ever able to talk with a peer everytime she goes into one of those missions where attending social gatherings are required. Slowly the atmosphere changed not into one that of a stranger's conversation but one that of a short encounter and a lover's inquiry. 

“We cannot proceed any further than this into the abyss, Prince Reinhardlt.”

The prince who have never felt love recited his vows to the mademoiselle who gave him what it means to have emotions─ this swirling desires of an ire he have long lost that was set in his heart once again. 

“Who knows─”

There was a second of silence until he finished the phrase he let out of his mouth. It was but a brave spectacle, a remark that appeared in the middle of a crimson line forbbiding the millions of his persona to be flawed, it was an oath laced in poisonous affection.

“Still, I want to because its you.”

With her gleaming orbs that are slightly indifferent and yet slowly engulfed by sadness, the lass remained in a sequela of quite moments─ leisurely falling into the midnight rush, she gives him her eternity as well as her ire and it did make the lad happy but there laid an unseen tearfall in her eyes. 

“You will regret this decision, Reinhardlt.”

The crown prince who only ever listened to the blazing friction on his heart, not knowing when or how the future may move in a different direction due to his decision this one night─ uncaring of the world he let himself fall into the pit of love.

“I wonder, Yunifer.”

The endless dark sky continued to move as the stars also faded into oblivion, the black haze of the universe filled their emotions in a temporary ethereal paradise.

Morning came and the prince woke up alone in his bed chambers─ perplexed and annoyed at his own judgement to the fact that the lady left him the very next day. Feelings of uncertainty and delusional luxury began to occupy his mind, as his personal butler came out to inform him of his daily schedule. A sigh came out of his mouth as he thought that he was back to being someone's doll inside a dollhouse again. 

“Good morning to your highness, the future sun of the empire.”

The huge doors to his room opens as the butler greets his presence with a stiff expression that does not match his words.

“Likewise─ what is my agenda for today Lacroix?”

Returning the greeting to him, the young royal then hurriedly asks the servant of his timetable for today. Everything went smoothly as his aide also came to check on his well being. As he was to enter the bath and wash himself, bustling sounds suddenly rang from outside the castle grounds─ a knock came to his door and this time it was his personal knight, who was sent to inform him of the uproar that filled the palace in disarray. 

“What is happening outside─ why are there plenty of knights down the palace?”

“I have been informed Prince Reinhardlt, that a traitor was caught just this morning and was executed on the spot at the rose maze in the castle gardens─ ah and I heard it was a woman.”

A chill went down his spine as an omen of black howling resonated in his heart. He asked the knight once again of the chaos that embraced the royal castle─ while burrying his unusual anxiety in the flesh as the ruby flush of his cheeks decreases unknowingly.

“Oh please forgive me your highness! That must have been a slip of the tongue.”

“Did you say... It was a woman?”

Sweat dripped from his forehead til his neck, as the feeling of something being depraved off of him kept his ominousity rising in disbelief.

“Well yes it was said that it was a woman wearing a black dress laced in scarlet jewelry with hair akin to that of the sunset's rubicundity and eyes that seem like they were made out of topaz─ though that must have been an exaggeration but that was the description written on the report as well as what a few witnesses said, and apparently that lady was actually one of the people who attended the gathering.”

A sudden urge to wake up from this nightmare, as the royal hastily dashed out of his private quarters to see for himself the scene of the crime─ the worries of the distressed prince only added to his doubts as he was nearing the place. 

Now there it was in the young regal´s tearing optics─ the sight of his beloved maiden´s fragile appearance soaked in florid blood, so horrid and yet terrifyingly enchanting. It was an unbearable expression that showed in the crown prince's face, that he in shock was not able to say anything as he remained in a daze watching the situation fall apart. It was the stem of his unbearable obsession.

Thinking about the experiences he had that night and the love he had made with her as they ventured into their feelings. Happiness was then sowed but then the latter came like a storm─ just like how you find a beautiful rose then pricks yourself in it's thorns. The truth he did not want to believe was revealed in his bare consciousness for the lady whom he spent time with that one magnificent evening was the same traitor who was planning a rebellion against his father and the entire imperial family. 

Despite that fact still his heart longed for the beautiful lass to come back and sleep him to scarcity as he also succumbed to the death of his heart that was shattered in this dark tale of a mess. The regret of a wilting flower, that was what weaved the once misty future sun of the empire's elegy─ a song of revenge and unrequited reverence. Turning over anew not that of a weak devoted ruler but that of a wicked tyrant who will steal back all of what was stolen from him─ he successfully took over possession to the crown and gained the things he deserved but was yet to receive. He became somebody who can protect all that he deems something he treasures, yet it is a bitter reality that there is one thing that he cannot get back eternally. The lady whom he adores that he will never meet in this lifetime even as a king─ Yunifer Dephyllia his one and only first as well as last love.

─fin

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