Aesira Destiny
Part 1's
A superpower kingdom named Arsh who controls the western to eastern states is rejoicing in welcoming the crown of the princess as queen in the kingdom. Princess Arlinda, who has a famous charming face, will soon ascend to the throne in place of the father who has been in power for more than fifty years.
Dressed in a white dress with blue gradations, a partially-coupled hairdo and others dangled behind her back, Princess Arlinda walked slowly on the blue carpet that led to the king's throne. Carrying a sapphire-blue crystal-tipped wand, Princess Arlinda solemnly bowed to the king for the crown embedding. Princess Arlinda's vow to keep Arsh echoed throughout the altar of the throne. Praise from the new leader Arsh rang out from the millions of people gathered outside the palace. The sound rattled the walls, making everyone chuckle in awe. This signifies how enthusiastic the people are about this coronation, how much love the people have for Arsh and its leader.
From the top corner of the palace, a blond girl shed tears. He was alone, feeling endless pain. How not, just because he was born unable to walk and caused him to have to sit in a wheelchair, he failed to be appointed as the ruling queen in the Land of Arsh. Yes, Jazira. The eldest daughter of King Emir and Queen Mina who died during the first war between Arsh and the land of the black magicians—Udaya. The queen, who is from the clan of the sacred magicians and is the last descendant to survive, uses all her strength to protect Arsh from Udaya's attack. In fact, at that time, Queen Mina had just given birth to Jazira, even though her strength had not fully recovered. As a result, Queen Mina had to die after exerting an effort to lock all Udaya soldiers in a secret portal. That makes the war won by Arsh. Now, the State of Udaya only remains after the King of Emir did a massive conquest and condemned all forms of black magic. And in memory of the services of Queen Mina, the people built a 50-foot statue that was placed in the center of Arsh city. On the object of the statue of the mother, Jazira set his gaze. When he was sad, the balcony of this room always led him to meet the figure of the mother.
“What have I got after struggling, Mom? I can only get tired. I prefer the concubine's son as queen than me, Mother,” Jazira said as he sobbed.
“Dad should have fought for the daughter of the queen who had sacrificed her life to protect Arsh. Not from a surrogate queen.”
The sound of Jazira's cries was disguised by the noise that was airborne from below as Queen Arlinda was paraded around the city in a golden carriage. The people standing on the shoulder of the road flew petals towards the queen as she walked along with her golden carriage pulled by a white horse.
Seeing that made Jazira's heart downloaded the pain of witnessing the harsh reality he received. His hatred grew high mixed with anger that boiled his head.
Unwilling to go deeper into self-destruction, Jazira turned around and left the balcony. Just as he was about to head in front of the mirror that he could while reading the book in the palace library, suddenly, the locker under the mirror opened and revealed a black-bound book filled with purple light. Of course it made Jazira surprised because the locker suddenly opened itself. Boldly, Jazira picked up the book.
“Isn't this the book that was in the secret room I found yesterday? Why is this book here?”
With great ease, Jazira severed the chain that circled the black book. Obviously that made him astonished. In doubt, Jazira placed the book aloud on the table. However, just suddenly, the book opened up by itself and displayed a row of purple glowing words. In a word, Jazira said three words. For a second, the wind gushed strongly from outside the palace, causing the leaves to fly as well as flower petals to float far to the ceiling of his room. With his hand, Jazira tried to push his wheelchair through the wind to close the balcony door. However, he had not been able to close, from a distance he saw the clouds that split last, one by one issuing a lot of dragons that spouted fire in all directions. Simultaneously, the sky turned gray in a drizzle and a barrage of lightning struck hard.
All the people are fleeing. Soldiers who had been careless stood swiftly facing the enemy who came suddenly. While up there, Jazira's eyes search for the existence of Queen Arlinda. Grateful, he found the new queen had been well secured by the palace commander.
Jazira quickly rewinded his wheelchair and closed the giant balcony door of his room with all his might. But, only one door leaf was half closed. A man dressed all in black with a thorny headdress perched before him. Jazira's body was all petrified, he tried to stretch his wheels to leave, but unfortunately, the man swung the stick and made his wheelchair restrained.
Both knees of the male witch collapsed in front of Jazira while sticking her hands to her chest, making the girl instantly confused.
“Thank you, thanks to you, hundreds of Udaya warriors have been released.” The man lowered his head.
“The forecast turned out to be true, it was the daughter of Mina herself who would set us free. As promised—” the man's greeting came to a halt. He revealed his face with fiery red eyes, making Jazira look horrified.
Jazira bends his shoulders. His face was filled with question marks.
“Ja-so, you are Udaya warriors who locked my mother decades?” tanya Jazira stammered.
“True,” replied the man while looking down back.
“Ti-no! Nah! I will never be your leader! All I know is you guys are famous for being cunning and ruthless!” hardik Jazira, he continued,”Again, how could the daughter of the enemy, you make the leader! Stupid fool!”
From his lowered face, the male witch smiled obliquely. He tapped his staff once on the floor, when the room had moved to the altar of the Udaya kingdom that had been damaged by the war twenty years ago.
Jazira was surprised not to play. While the man straightened his body and approached towards Jazira.
“Isn't this what you want Princess Jazira? To be a leader in a kingdom? You must have been very tormented when you saw stepbrother crowned queen, right?”
Jazira's eyeballs follow the steps of a man who looks his age.
“Who are you?!”
The man laughed bitterly.
“Who are you?!” tanya Jazira repeated with a higher volume of sound.
Again, only laughter was the answer to Jazira's question.
The black-robed man bowed with a face only a short distance from Jazira's face. “You want to know who I am?”
“I am your destiny,” the man said seriously.