The Immortal Queen and her Magic

The Immortal Queen and her Magic
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Tonight Zayn is sitting on the second floor of his house. He suddenly remembered Aaron and perfumed Tara's hair. Unknowingly she inhaled as much air as she could, as if she was smelling the scent of Tara's hair.


"Freak girl!" He spoke while smiling sweetly like a person in love.


It has become a habit if people who are in love will continue to say and mumble alone. Sometimes they laugh at themselves and sometimes they smile at themselves.


Luckily no one saw him, because if anyone saw him smiling alone like this it could be ascertained if people would assume that Zayn, the most handsome artist, was, it has started to go insane since waking up from a coma.


"Koma? since I was in a coma, this sign appeared. I'm curious. Tara said, in her kingdom, anyone who has a sign like this can use magic. Can I use it too?"


"......"


Zayn thought for a moment.


"I'd better try it again. If night may work." Zayn.


Zayn closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged. He began to take a breath and quip at her while chanting a mantra.


Then he moved the tip of his index finger and opened his eyes.


"Ahk, shiettt, fail again!"


"I tried again. And now I'm going to try magic floating in the air. Who knows this time."


Not long after saying his spell suddenly a miracle happened. Zayn can rise from the floor and he floats in the air.


It is not too high, only 20 percent of the land. But it made him very happy as if he had just received a lot of gifts.


"Horeeeee...."


"I can finally float!"


"Ops...!" Zayn soon realized he was talking too loudly.


Zayn then tried to return to the ground but he forgot not to ask Tara, until he recited the spell carelessly and he was thrown and clenched the floor. His forehead was bruised because he was in a state of unprepared earlier.


"Oohh, shit! My forehead...." Said Zayn holding his bruised chin.


"I have to compress it immediately, tomorrow I have a shoot. Otherwise, my handsome face would look strange."


Finally Zayn went inside and compressed his forehead so that the bruise was reduced.


***


Tara is sitting with Bara and talking about the wedding plans that will be registered tomorrow afternoon.


"We'll register tomorrow afternoon." Barra said then took a novel from her small bag.


"This is an ancient legend novel about a giant and a Queen who were driven from the palace."


Tara scrunched her forehead and looked at the cover of the novel.


"It looks like the story is interesting." Tara said as she opened chapter by chapter quickly.


"What if before we get married, we make a short film with a plot following the story of this dinovel? There are many supernatural elements here. It looks like it'll suit you very well."


Said Bara while staring and impatient with Tara's reply.


"Can too. Will I get paid?"


"of course. You're the lead, you're gonna be paid a fortune for this movie. If yesterday you were just a maid. This time you're the one who's gonna be the attraction of that movie."


Tara looked confused.


"Am I going to act with Zayn?" Ask Tara.


"It seems not this time. You're gonna be acting with another actor." Answer Barra.


Inexplicably Tara felt something strange when Barra said that she would not be acting with Zayn.


Zayn was the one he had first met and also the one who had saved him.


Even though he was a little arrogant and indifferent, but why did his heart continue to want to be near him and see his face.


"Zayn is going to star in a different film, he's already contracted for that film. So he can't play for two movies at the same time, the results won't be good." Barra said and kept the book in her bag again.


"Hows it? Do you want to?" Ask Barra.


"All right." Said Tara who needed money for herself. Although there was Bara or Zayn, but not forever he could count on them.


She still had to have her own money even though she was going to marry Barra.


"Let's go to sleep, it's getting late." Barra said, holding Tara's hand.


That's when Tara realized, if Bara's hand is not as warm as Zayn's.


And his grip didn't make his heart and his heart shake like when Zayn touched it.


"Who is Zayn? How could I possibly feel something like this in a modern human like him? Who is he really?" Tara muttered as Bara left her room.


Tara tries to remember Zayn's hand and thinks that Zayn must have a secret.


I have to find out about him. I was very curious about the mark on his palm.