The water dispersed, instantly disappearing from view as it made it's finally splashing sound.

The fire sparked back to life, crackling away the wood to embers as it brought the warmth and light back to the cold twilight room.

Damon blinked back to reality; his golden eyes slowly gazed up at Astraea. Black pupils shook in horror and his mind completely lost at what he just saw in the magic water. He couldn't contempt on what he just witnessed.

He just stood, mouth agape and his hands trembling.

The mirror.

The once grand duke of Isvand, Ophir Lancaster IV.

A brave and Loyal knight who died for his master and lady.

Mariana, Diana's deceased mother.

The Black dragon of Legends.

But something that Damon had seen in the water's memory had completely made him still, his throat had run dry and his breath loud and hazy as he tried to keep a steady mind to think. He did not want to believe what his eyes laid upon and that it was just a flicker of the wavering water that made him see things.

But whatever excuse the crown prince of Aureum made up it just made him feel like idiot fool instead.

'It might have been a trick of the mind' Damon's hand rose to clutch a lock full of his raven black hair as he staggered back with a step. 'It has to be. It has to BE!'

Astraea worried tone had brought Damon's attention back "Damon you must return to Aureum. Do not let anything or anyone get a hold of her"

Damon's piercing gold eyes shifted quickly at Astraea that made her stiffen. With tightening hands, Damon snatched Astraea and held her by the shoulders "Tell me what I saw in the water was not Diana!" he hissed so bitterly, glaring down at the terrified princess.

"Tell me!"

The poor princess whimpered in his grasps, scared and afraid as she felt her own air clog her airway.

"Astraea tell me, the girl in the magic water was not Diana consumed by that dragon's power" Damon questions with fury emblazing through his tone, his deathly gold gaze pierced the little princess soul, and she began to tear up. Fear had rose from the back of her mind as it's seed had rooted itself inside of her ad began to grown.

Realising what he had just caused, Damon loosened his grip and let Astraea go. He clicked his tongue as he slumped himself on the couch, hands tracing away his raven locks that came down and hovered above his golden eyes. All this had shaken him up and he felt like shit.

The princesses fell to the ground from the shock, pupils shaking while the formed tears fell down her cheeks. A hand rose to her mouth, and she closed her eyes shut to prevent herself from crying. Her heart still trembled, racing loudly in her ears.

He exhaled a sigh and relaxed himself, laying his head on top of the backrest and covered his face in shame with his fingers. "I apologise Astraea for the sudden outburst". The crown prince couldn't bring himself to look into teal eyes of the young princess of Isvand and found himself beginning to study the dancing shadows and the flickering light that duelled across the white ceiling.

Astraea didn't respond. She was bewildered from had happened and her hands still trembled.

They stayed like that, no one said a word.

Thoughts ran along Damon's mind, and it was of Diana. Questions stirred from all over, from the back of his mind to the front. He didn't know who Diana was anymore, the unknown dragon power he had heard from stories that she came to possess. Not knowing how she did.

The picture of her standing in those unusual black clothing and that curved yet unique sword grasped in her hand

All he knew that she certainly wasn't the bratty noble woman who loved him so much that she would have done anything.

No.

Diana was no more. It was something else.

'What had happened to you?'. He remember seeing the unfamiliarity in her eyes that he himself couldn't recognise.

While he sat there, he began to realise how all his thoughts were of Diana and nothing else. He had given up the Dark users search in order to come here seeking the truth about Diana and not to mention throughout the whole journey to Isvand his only thoughts was of Diana and that day. He didn't understand he was like this all of a sudden. It's like the roles have been reserved and he was the one so obsessed with her instead of Diana being so obsessed with him and chasing him all over Alphyria.

He felt like a madman chasing his ex-wife.

It made him laugh out loud like a crazy lunatic.

Astraea was startled, gazing up at the chuckling prince that leaked of unnatural aura.

"Diana what have you done to me?" he mumbled softly, bringing his hand to his thumping chest that raced like wildfire. He couldn't grasp what was happening to him.

Why was he so suddenly intrigued with Diana?

Why?

Why?

That's what he wanted to know.

He was tired of that same question, that prevented him to sleep those nights.

In the beginning, the reason he went after Diana was because he harmed two royals, a crime punishable with death. But something Edmond had said sparked his curiosity; it had brought him to a theory that was so foolish yet reasonable.

But these days, remembering Diana's cold eyes, her harsh statements and her cold aura had circled around him like a hungry predator. It was giving him different views of her.

Now he was stuck in a different position, different view, wondering why.

Maybe it was the feeling of guilt of loving her half younger sister instead of her?

Maybe it was because he suddenly pitied her for having such bad luck in life?

However, deep down, so deep that it was hidden away in the darkness of his heart that he did not even know existed, was a feeling of regret.

Was it some regret that leaving Diana was this worse decision of his life? Was it because she had suddenly changed for the better or maybe the worse that he would grow to regret letting her go?

He clicked his tongue in utter annoyance and frustration, his face twisting to form an irritated frown.

No. Damon was going to make himself regret anything. Diana is an annoying, spoilt, bratty and arrogant wench who knows nothing. That's what he was going to make himself believe so never have those regret thoughts linger in his mind or around his heart.

"Who are you?" Damon questioned so suddenly with a whisper. Eyes stared continued to stare blankly at the ceiling.

"What are you?"

You never know what you have until you lose it, and once you lost it, you can never get it back.

- Some Random quote I found on the internet

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Hello my dear Wattpad readers,

It's me.

Yuki.

Your lazy yet loveable author.

How is life?

Because mine is shit like always. Nothing exciting ever happens to me.

Nothing.

I MEAN NOTHING.

All I get is assignments and detention for wearing a fucking hoodie under my school dress.

Bitch, it is 10 degrees Celsius, I am fucking freezing my ass off here and you want me to walk around the school in a short-sleeved dress and a jacket that doesn't even fucking keep me warm.

No.

You can fall off a cliff for all I care I ain't taking it off.

I'm kidding though, I didn't get detention, but I would of if I wasn't wearing my school jacket and hid the fact, I was wearing a hoodie under my dress.

These school uniform rules are so ridiculous, that I sometimes want to burn the school.

Either way I must apologise for the short chapter.

I don't know what I wanted to add in this chapter to leave at a cliff hanger except for that part. But I'm continuing their part next chapter which will be the end and we finally see Artemis, Jackal and Homura off on their adventure. Nevertheless, I know I said I was going to have a break on this story and that I wont be uploading for a while. I don't think I can do that even when I'm upset or not mentally well.

Maybe because this book is everything I have that makes my life worth it.

There is always that one thing or person that is very special to that person and it's the only escape they have. For me it has to be writing this novel I created just a year ago with only a few thousand views.

'The villainess wants only wants to go home' is my escape from this cruel reality of this world and I realised how much effort I put in writing and creating the story and it's world.

I don't want to lose it. I literally don't.

I'm probably gonna start crying when I finish this novel.

Like what am I supposed to do with my life after?

Anyway, moving on,

I want to say thank you to all the readers who understand me and didn't cancel me out.

I. Love. You. guys. I really do.

I don't know how many times I wanted to cry with the overwhelming love I was getting from you guys. I never really thought there would be people like you in this shitty society of ours today.

I really appreciate it.

I want to cry now.

Don't mind me just whipping a tear away.

It really sucks being in society where there are people who say and believe that everyone deserves to have the freedom of speech and that its a democratic country and etc but the moment you say your opinion, those same people attack you and tell you that you should keep you opinions and disagreement to yourself and that yours don't matter or your wrong and stupid or whatever.

Like seriously? What was having freedom of speech you were taking about a second ago?

It's stupid really.

Either way, I didn't take it personally when other readers decided not to understand and tread their own path of belief and calling me stuff. It's what they want to understand, and I can't do anything about it.

I explained the best I can without hurting or offending anyone, yet they decided otherwise and that's ok.

That's totally fine.

But I Just don't want them hating this story because of something the author believes in because that is just being petty and stupid. Mostly ridiculous in a way.

And also, that there is something wrong with them.

And to the people who assume things when there is no practical evidence, please don't.

Don't assume shit if you don't know and don't have any evidence to back up your claim.

Don't be like Amber Turd over here with her horrible acting skills.

Ok?

Ok good.

All in all, that is all I want to say to everyone.

I love you guys.

I really do.

Big virtual hugs. To everyone.

Not Amber Turd supporters, you can go hug shit. Go away.

Oh also two things.

First, this is quite random.

Really random.

Really, Really random.

But I have this big project for Geography, mostly being half my grade for that class. (I regret choosing that class. DO NOT CHOOSE GEOGRAPHY CONNECTIONS. It's the shittiest class ever. I don't know why I chose it. I think it's because I didn't want to do economics, business, financial whatever, whatever. It's the dumbest humanities class ever. Don't choose it. it's a waste of valuable time. The only good part about it was going to the beach for the first time to collect data about erosions and whatever. That's it. nothing else)

Anyway, I need to collect survey data for this, and I wanted to ask if you guys could just give 2 minutes of your time to answer 10 survey questions.

You don't have to do it. I'm not forcing you.

And to clarify, it's for school research purposes. I'm not selling anything on the black market.

Your not putting any personal details. No emails, no phone number, no nothing, not even your name. It's all anonymous, your just pressing the link and then answering 10 questions that I created and some other classmates.

I'm not selling anything to government.

I don't even like my president. Bleh.

I'll put the link in the comment, feel free to answer the questions. (It's those dumb surveys where they ask you 'How long do you spend on the internet' sort of survey).

You don't have to, but it would really nice if I have so much data to analyse with.

Thank you.

Last thing.

I'm not a very patient person and I have thing for pissing people off and running the other way.

And everyone knows this book is rated 15+, Mature.

A few months back I was going through my drafts of plans and found one that I written few months after the release of this novel. I had totally forgotten this scene existed.

Yeah, I think you guys know where I'm heading off to.

I know I said Artemis is not going to have sex with anyone because she is busy trying to get home but umm, yeahhhhhhh~

Artemis is going to get home but me being me decided why not have Diana's V card taken before she goes home. I mean come on man, why can't she have some relief with a hot handsome guy. She's been through so much.

I did write this with a certain Ml but because our Ml is still a mystery imma just gonna take it away.

So here is a spoiler to piss everyone off. You can skip you want. but just telling you, you will have to wait like ages before you get to this scene of the story. I mean wait like hundred chapters later.

WARNING THERE IS SMUT. GO AWAY IF YOUR A MINOR OR STAY IF YOUR A HORNY BIT-

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His warm lips skim across my neck, the feeling of his hot tongue licking my bare skin was enough to make me gasp ever so softly. My fingers tangled deep in his hair while my other hand rested against his toned bare chest.

I could feel the knots beginning to unwrap itself inside of me. The heat flush through my cheeks and I turn my head to the side to avoid those glowing daring eyes, feeling so embarrassed.

The jerk had made his way to my ear. I felt his hot breath against my ear lobe, breathing so heavily as he whispered with a deep husky voice filled with so much lust "Don't hold back, princess".

Those manly hands squeezed firmly at my breast, scissoring my hardened nipples. "Y-you s-stupid Jerk. Ahh ~" I spoke with shaking words, but the breathless moan escaped my lips, and I felt a shudder run through my spine.

This prince let out a deep chuckle, stopping what he was doing which made me feel so disappointed "I never would have thought someone as cold and rough like you would be so submissive under me. So needy for me, my little ice princess" his glowing eyes that were lit up by the moon light gazed down at me, his whole body hovered over me as his hands trapped my head. A smirk twisted his smug look, making him look more handsome then he already was.

I glared at him the best I can but the overwhelming sensation I was feeling prevented from forming such expression. I could only hear my ragged breathing and the release that cramped inside of me.

How could I reach my climax by his touches and kisses over my body? I was embarrassed for being so weak under him.

I hate when this jerk, this jerk I hated the most, this stupid prince who always argued about the dumbest things and bickered in my ear every now and then about everything, was the one making me feel so good. Making me so weak like this, so submissive and obedient under him.

"Half assed monkey" I pouted, wrapping my hands around his neck.

I saw a warm smile beginning to form and his eyes held so much warmth as he looked down at me. He laid his head on my shoulder, the scent of his lavender scented hair was refreshing, and suddenly I heard soft sobs. His hand beginning to wrap itself around my body and pulling me into his embrace and hugging me so tightly as if he was afraid that he let go I would run away.

I stiffened with guilt.

"hey, did I-"

He didn't let me finish as if he knew what I was about to say. "No. Your just everything I ever wanted"