CHAPTER 1: Aria Eclaire Crohann

A baby girl wailed as the cold air surrounded her, the witch's pant echoed around the room and the dark gaze of the king almost bore a hole on the child, as the moon uncovers the sun the child stopped crying.

"She would possess great power that would destroy the kingdom, you must kill her your highness before it gets worst." the woman whispered to the king's ear, he did not hesitate to draw his sword and point it at the child.

"You can not touch my child..." the witch whispered and the king suddenly dropped his sword and started choking.

"This would be my curse to you for touching me...my child shall bring you karma and when the time comes fate will destroy this kingdom then my child will save this world from great danger...." the witch weakly rose from the bed and held the child in her arms, the king knelt down the floor due to the lack of air but his eyes does not leave them.

"Aria Eclaire Crohann, the daughter of the moon and sun...my child shall carry my last name and she will carry out my prophecy...she will be the savior of this damned world and she will prove you all wrong." she states her last words before dying with the child in her arms, the king finally took his breath and coughed as the air entered his lung.

"GURADS!" the royal guards rushed in the room, the king pointed at the child and ordered...

"Burn that child, bury her alive, throw her on the cliff I don't care how and where but do everything to kill that child now!" the king walked out and the guards immediately grab the child and did what they can to kill it but as soon as they are going to throw her to a fire, bury her alive, stab her, mix poison to her milk or even feed her to the dogs they cough up blood and their internal organs burst out of nowhere.

"THEN SEND HER TO ANOTHER KINGDOM! JUST GET RID OF HER!"

A servant overheard the plan of taking the child to another kingdom and she instatnly pities the child so she volunteered to take the child to her hometown, because of her beauty the prince refused to let her go but she insist, in the end she and the child flee the kingdom and traveled to Saranya, the western kingdom, where there is a land called Letran, the capital of the kingdom.

Throughout the journey she hesitated to look at the child even though it wails and cooed but as soon as she arrived at her small house at the outskirts of Letran she peeked at the child and saw the most vibrant hue of blue in her eyes.

"What beautiful eyes you have." she muttered and took the courage to hold the child in her arms, the child cuddled at the warmth of the woman's arms.

"We should give you a name." the woman smiled and a name suddenly pops in her mind.

"Aria...Aria Eclaire Menzel, you will be my child from now on." the child cooed and the woman instantly laughed at the child's cuteness, she lulls the child to sleep and cleaned the house, while she cleans the house a knock was heard at the front door.

"Catherine!" a man called her from the other side of the door, she opened the door and a man in his mid 20's hugged her, she melted at his touch and bursted out crying, he runs his hand on her back to calm her down.

"Why are here?" he asked while his head is still buried in her neck, she sniffled as she created space between them.

"It's quite complicated I..." as she was about to explain what happened Aria cried that made bothe of them to look at the stairs.

"Catherine..." he looked at her with concern, they both went upstairs and entered the only room in the house where a crib was set up and the child crying inside, she held Aria in her arms and looked at the man, he approached the woman and looked at the child then met her blue orbs.

"That child-"

"Is not mine."

The man nodded and stepped back slowly.

"I'll fetch some milk for the child then explain everything to me." the woman nodded and the man left, she looked down to the child and wiped her snot and tears with her sleeve, a few minutes has passed and the man came back, she warms the milk in the pot while the man cradled the child in his arms.

"Name..." Catherine looked back at him and answered...

"Aria Eclaire Menzel." the man smiled at the name and greeted the child.

"Hello Aria, I'm Alfonso Whitton, your mother's friend." the child wailed that cause Catherine to laugh.

"Here is your milk, your majesty." she said and gave the bottle with warm milk to Aria.

"Your majesty?" she nodded at him that made him sighed and there she told him the story of Aria, the princess of the eastern kingdom.