staring into the horizon. eyes blank and gaze falling into the pit of darkness.. the once vibrant and playful princess in her childhood is now reduced to nothing but a gloomy woman who stares into the horizon of the capital's walls. the grand walls that endured many wars in which everyone tried to breach into it's city and take it down. and the ones she knows they won't endure a single spark of her sadness.. despite being cold and nonchalant. alone. and away of her loyal servant and creation hanoi. the only man who respects and loves her in the entire tribe.. after her brother.. the people's most beloved and most adored..

her grip on the walls tightened. as well as her rage that started consuming her. one of the finest materials in the entirety of the dark tribe's stones couldn't withstand her power.. as it shattered. she gritted her teeth. and her eyes glowed in darker shade of purple.. she wanted to scream. she wanted to rage and let out everything.. but at what cost?... this thought calmed her. and yet made her realize how inferior she was compared to her brother.. her hair slowly falling. and her face softening. as she looked down on the ground. silently..