The Trapped Princess
The Queen's Choice

"It's on your finger" said the general, giving Isabel a silver eagle ring. Isabel nodded, she put on a ring and bowed respectfully and ran back into the room.

The sound of crying baby sounds simple to each other, Isabel approached the middle-aged woman who was waiting for her, she took out a towel and blanket from inside the ring the General gave her, then arrange it next to the tiny body of the prince who has been wrapped in a royal blanket bearing a golden red fire dragon.

While the middle-aged woman beside him seemed to be smiling looking at the beautiful baby in his carrier, "congratulations Your Majesty, Her Highness the Princess was born perfectly and healthily."

The couple again looked relieved and smiled happily, the middle-aged woman placed the princess next to the prince, then Isabel started wiping her tiny body with a towel, and then, after clean she enveloped the princess with a royal blanket bearing the emblem of a fire dragon but the cloth was white, not red as the prince wore because indeed they did not expect that the queen would give birth to twins.

After Isabel was done, the middle-aged woman carried the prince and Isabel carried the Princess, they walked very carefully towards the King and Queen, respectively, then the middle-aged woman placed the Prince on the right side of the Queen, while Isabel placed the Princess on the left side of the Queen, then they walked back with a bow.

The queen seemed happy to shed tears, "Aren't our princes and princesses so beautiful?" the Queen's face seemed to sparkle happy, tired and sick that he just felt as if it looked lost.

"Of course, they are the most beautiful things born from the womb of the most beautiful queen in the world, how could they not be beautiful?" the King praised his wife and kissed the wife who seemed to be very loved, not to forget also he kissed the forehead of his two children.

"Will I name Elrick for my handsome prince, and Eleanor for my beautiful daughter, would you mind dear?" ask the king to his wife.

"Of course not, lovely name dear, thank you." The Queen smiled at her husband, and then looked at his two children in turn, "may you both be wise and noble leaders, and be blessed with abundant happiness." The queen's right hand touched the prince's chest while her left hand touched the princess's chest, a red light shot out of the queen's palm and became a necklace hanging from the necks of her two children, but he did not stop there, the queen's eyes closed until red light continued to spread in the bodies of her two hearts.

The King watched in silence, he saw the princess's body now glowing with a bright red light, but not with the prince, the light that was flowed by the Queen was as if it was just absorbed by the prince's body and disappeared without a trace.

"What's going on?" the Queen opened her eyes and saw her two children, her eyes stopped on the prince's body which was not glowing at all. "What happened to our son?" the Queen asked with a panicked face looking at her husband.

The King grabs the prince and holds him, every queen who gives birth must immediately channel their energy to the baby they are born with, this is a tradition as important as giving the first breast milk as it is by flowing the energy of the queen into the bodies of their newborns, will provide protection as well as recognition of the status of pure unity that their children will bear, everyone who meets them will recognize their aura and can not hurt them in the slightest, like they can't hurt a king and a queen. The noble energy channeled by the queen on her baby will pressure everyone to submit and not dwell, because it has the same power as the queen's strength, he said, any baby who receives an energy transfer from the queen who gave birth to them, will glow radiating energy light that their mother has, but this time the prince does not glow at all like the princess.

"The longevity of Her Highness the Prince, the Longevity of Her Majesty the Queen, the Longevity of Her Majesty the King," the cheers outside the room sounded echoing into the room that looked tense.

"They must have sensed the aura of the Princess, Your Majesty," the middle-aged woman said with a lowered head.

"Calm down, maybe the Prince wants my energy," the King kissed the Prince on the forehead and he began to put his palm on the Prince's chest.

"Sorry Your Majesty, is Your Majesty sure of this?" the middle-aged woman looked nervous. "If Your Majesty transfers His Majesty's energy, then His Majesty has directly raised the prince to be the Crown Prince, but as His Majesty knows the Prince does not receive the energy of the queen as well as the Princess does, is Your Majesty sure of this?"

"My wife, will you do it together?" asked the King who was now sitting down, the little baby in his carrying still continued to cry.

"I can't do that to our daughter, even if she's a woman, isn't she also entitled to be a leader?" The Queen's tears trickled, trying to endure the pain and sit her down, she clutched her daughter tightly, as if no one had taken the Princess away from her.

"Darling, I don't want to do it either." The King grabbed his wife's weeping shoulders, "it would be different if both received your energy well, but the truth is the prince could not take it."

The king let out a long sigh and pulled his hand back touching the prince in his carriage, "now the people can only feel the aura of a successor, not two. Then inevitably we have to choose quickly, it will be more dangerous if anyone finds out."

"I don't want to choose, both are as valuable to me, how can you force a mother to choose her own baby?" sobbing the Queen in a trembling voice, she did not expect her happiness to instantly turn into a disaster.

"I promise I will find a better way out later, but inevitably we have to make the decision to save both of them, we can't be greedy Aurora!" The King let out a resolute voice, "we must choose now so as not to lose both!"

"Is the curse true? Why are you so afraid that it's not necessarily the truth?" the Queen expressed her frustration.

"I am a living proof of the curse, and both father and mother thought it was a mere legend and let their twin sons live as they are, but in fact on the eve of the one-year anniversary of our birth, the supposed festive party became a horrible death ceremony, we were both dying, they could barely even save me. If there were not ten chieftains present at the feast, then now I would not be here" said the King in a voice that also began to tremble.

"Are you talking the truth?" ask the Queen to make sure.

"I swear on my life" replied the King without hesitation.

The Queen wept loudly, she kissed the beautiful princess in her arms, her tears dripped, "the beautiful daughter of the mother, the mother blessed you with happiness, prosperity, beauty, strength and wisdom, live comfortably, she said, I'm sorry mom."

The King could not help his grief, he chose to sit beside his wife, he kissed the princess who was still in the Queen's arms, her tears flowing. "I'm sorry dear father" said the King again kissing his daughter's forehead.

"Do it before I change my mind" the Queen said softly looking at her husband with tears she still could not bear.

In the corner of the room Ara looked sobbing, her tears flowing profusely.