Shared Dream

In the smog-like atmosphere, Liveda found himself walking among the trees, unsure of his surroundings. Suddenly, a sweet voice echoed through the mist, calling out for help. Intrigued, he followed the sound until he came face to face with an angelic figure. This woman had beautiful black wavy hair, bright green eyes, and fair skin that shimmered like the moon. Liveda couldn't help but shiver in her presence, feeling an unfamiliar sensation deep within him.

"Hello, my name is Mariline, and I'm lost," she introduced herself. Liveda was captivated by her presence and couldn't help but feel drawn to her.

"Mariline, what a beautiful name. It sounds like a melodious music," he complimented her, causing her to blush and look away in embarrassment. Liveda found her reaction adorable and couldn't help but laugh heartily. He apologized for his laughter, assuring her that it was meant in good humor.

As they continued talking, Liveda felt a connection growing between them. He shared stories about his life in Harz, withholding the fact that he was of royal blood. Mariline, on the other hand, spoke of her experiences in the human world and her annoying siblings. They laughed and bonded over their shared dreams and aspirations.

However, when Mariline mentioned an event called prom , the thought of her dancing with another man made Liveda's anger flare up. His powers became unstable, threatening to unleash his destructive side. But when he looked at Mariline, fear reflected in her eyes, and Liveda knew he couldn't harm her.

"Don't be scared of me. I never want you to be afraid. This is who I am, and you have to accept it," he declared, trying to reassure her. Mariline shifted away slightly but didn't pull away completely.

Curiosity sparked in her eyes as she asked if he was a wizard. Liveda couldn't help but stare at her, feeling the purity of her soul.

"Yes, I am a mage, or you can call me a wizard if you prefer. But that term feels too evil, so I don't often use it. All of us in Harz possess unique abilities," he explained. Mariline nodded, her fingers crooked under her chin, and a smile graced her lips. Liveda felt his heart melt at the sight.

"Liveda," she whispered, moving closer until their noses touched. Liveda's emotions swirled within him, overwhelmed by the effect Mariline had on him.

"I think I'm like you. I have strange dreams where someone calls me Elimen, and it scares me," she confessed, her eyes filled with fear. Liveda pulled her into his arms, sighing heavily as he realized he had found the source of the powerful magic he had sensed.

Everything changed in an instant, and Liveda returned to his ruthless self. He couldn't control himself around Mariline, but he knew he had to take away what she possessed. As they disconnected from the dream, Liveda sat on his bed, contemplating his next move. His future as a king depended on him harnessing his multiple mage abilities without the interference of Elimen. Mariline had to be eliminated. The inner demon within him stirred, ready to unleash its deadly power without hesitation.