May,1955

On a full moon night, some people tied together a young, beautiful princess and a handsome prince with a huge banyan tree amidst the forest. Many people were chanting something in an unknown language gathering around them. Few were holding flambeaus in their hands and few were holding sharp pointed wooden sticks. Under the moonlight, the mouth of the sticks were glistening silvery.

The prince and princess were begging the people to leave them with pleading eyes. As they realized, they'll not let them live and will kill them, they looked at each other for the last time lovingly with tears rolling down their cheeks. With great difficulty they held each other's hands and entangled their fingers together.

Suddenly, the stick holders came in front of the Prince as they continue chanting and pierced the silvery stick into his heart. He let out a loud growl in pain and before breathing his last he murmured, "I Love You, Elrica."

The princess turned numb seeing the prince and within a second they threw the flambeaus towards her. She cried out a screeching scream in pain and before breathing her last she murmured, "I Love You, Fridolf." And then, tightened their intertwined fingers as she breathed her last.

Immediately, the wind peaked its speed. It was howling fiercely and burned leaves fell turning into ashes. All the people murmured and from behind the burning tree, hiding from every eye, a lady ran away holding a newborn baby covering herself and the baby with ragged clothes and got lost in the dark.

Few hours passed. The dark night had faded away. The forest was oddly calm, like tranquility before a dangerous storm. The burnt bodies are still lying beneath the old banyan tree and the still lingering moonlight was giving them a bluish hue.

Out of the blue, a thunder lightning struck, burning the already burnt bodies into ashes. An intense grey smoke formed around the ashes. From that smoke, two electrifying blue crackling lights travelled out and intertwined with each other. It was like an embrace as if two souls were hugging each other. A bright white line was outlining the bluish embrace and slowly, just as they appeared, they vanished into the intense smoke. As the smoke slowly dissipated, the ashes came into view. But instead of a heap of ash, a phrase of ash was lying on the ground. And the phrase read,
Love will rekindle to ignite the embers of Revenge.

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Hello!!  This is it! The prologue of my first book. I'm so... excited. But on a serious note, since this's my first book and also a draft, there'll be lots of mistakes. I would be really grateful, if you point out those mistakes and help me improve!!

Thank you!! Hope you liked the chapter! Till then bye with loads of love. ❤❤❤