Francis looks at me and says with a half smile,"She is indeed, Princessa Julia Tentratice Aigle Archer."

I smirk and blow a kiss in his direction and say, "That I am, babe. So I hope you know how to treat from now on?"

"How do you even that the power of smile?", Francis asks looking annoyed. I giggle. He tries to scowl at me but fails miserably. I swear annoying Francis is really funny.

"Wait! From what I know from Char, wasn't the Reine trying to stay under the radar? I mean if Julia of all people is really the Reine......wouldn't she have tried to claim her position earlier?"

This question makes everyone turn towards me. I sit down on Drake's lap, get comfortable and then reply just as Drake lets out a small groan,"One, I am still a Princessa not Reine. Two, I did not claim m the position because I don't want it. Being a highschool queen taught me how hard it is to handle being at the helm of affairs. It is like I have to live up to a certain expectation. Like my opinion doesn't matter at all. On one hand the highschool and, if I can manage to not flunk and get to the Uni then, the Uni expects me to be an A-grade slut. On the other hand my queendom will expect me to lead the life of a hermit, which I cannot. I prefer living life my way even if I am used till I am sixty. And three, I love my nails and appearance a little too much to let battle scar me."

"Then why show us?"

"That's 'cause you people are going to work with me in trying to find Emily. A few minutes ago, when I was having a sentimental attack, I realized I had no right to be angry with Em. She hid a very small secret while I hid a really dangerous one. For all I know it could be some supernatural trying to track me. You need to know if you are to keep safe. My scent is almost human and the perfume I use hides it even better and Em and I didn't hug much. I mean you boys have my smell on you more than she has, but that's besides the point. All am saying is be alert."

"Okay. But didn't you say you don't want the position?",  Drake asks making the hairs on my neck stand. I turn slightly towards him and nod. "Then how is telling the Commander General  and Vice Commander General going to help? They will tell their present ruler, right?" I shake my head and reply, "Puh-lease! Francis will rather kill himself than serve me. As for Austin, he will not risk having a military loss to put me in. We all know how hot I am. The soldiers will give up on training and will all end up in my room." I say fanning myself.

"Neither of us are so unprofessional, Princessa. Francis and I might not like you, but we swore our loyalty to the queendom. We can't hide the truth."

I grit my teeth. But then an idea goes off in my mind and I reply with a triumphant smirk, "Babies, do you know what the supernatural potential of my blood is?"

Candace looks confused. I am sure Drake looks the same. The officers seem to be in deep thought as well.

"So.....?"

No one answers as they expect me to feed them the answers. I sigh but answer with arrogance "Siren."

"What the hell is supernatural pot....."

"And I am very well capable of using my power to the max...." I trail off.

"Austin, what is that thing she is talking about?"

Francis looks down upon me with disgust. It's evident in his eyes that he has a distaste for my kind. I meet his eyes with pride. In the meantime Austin explains Candace, "Every human can be turned into a supernatural if the correct amount of supernatural venom is infused with their blood. But contrary to popular belief, a human doesn't get converted to a vampire by vampire venom alone. It could be any venom. Similarly vampire venom doesn't necessarily convert a human to a vampire only, the human could get converted to anything. The conversion takes place as per the DNA coding of the human. This DNA coding that determines what supernatural the human would be converted to, that is if the conversion takes place, is called the 'supernatural potential'."

"Wait, doesn't that mean that the powers given by supernatural potential can be used only after conversion?", Drake queries.

Austin nods. Francis looks anywhere but at me, probably attempting to hide his disgust of having to serve a Siren of all supernaturals.

"So how can Trice use her powers to the max? Does that mean......", he trails off with wide eyes trained at me. Hmm. Those blue eyes are like the clear sky. So beautiful. So appealing. How come Charlotte never appreciated these endless blue orbs? How could she hold herself from the urge to stare at the those sky blue eyes exuding warmth, safety and peace? How could.....

"Julia. Earth to Julia...."

Austin's voice halts my train of thoughts. Damn, Drake Walters! The Walters siblings are going to be the death of me. I look up to Austin and snap, "What?"

"How can you use your powers? I am 100% sure that you are a human. So how?"

I smirk and reply, "Contrary to popular belief, I do read books. Just not course books. Since you all are going to work with me for the next few days, I will tell you how I spent my nights every week. Monday was my Power Night -- that is, I read books on how to enhance my charms, how to find out my supernatural potential, etc. Tuesday and Wednesday were my Other Boy Nights --- I went on dates and had sex. Thursday, Friday and Saturday were spent ......"

"Hell, Archer! We didn't ask for your freaking schedule! All I wanted to know was how you have this supernatural pol-pot whatever!"

"......on Francis. Yea, he ate up three days of every week. Either I was fucking him or I was busy......"

"Juliaaa! Why are you even telling this to us?!"

".....in thinking about him. Candace, shut up. I will say whatever I want. I already answered you. Now, what was I saying? Yea, my schedule. Sunday was kept for planning the downfall of all the it couples. In between this schedule I use to squeeze in my Earn Nights. That's how I came across my supernatural potential. I stumbled upon how to use it on one of my Earn Nights."

"You earn?", Austin asks looking at me like I've grown a second head. I shrug it off.

"The conversation we are having is plain stupid. Seriously, Princessa, whether you are a Siren that can use her maximum powers or not isn't going to stop Austin or me from reporting our findings. We will do our duty. Just not now."

"I agree with France on this one. We should sleep so that we can start afresh tomorrow.", Drake adds.

I get off his lap and turn around and take a step..... "Umm, a little help please, Trice?" I turn back and walk towards him wordlessly. I still marvel over the fact that someone has a special nick name for me. And that someone is Drake Walters, nonetheless. I bend on my knees placing his right hand around my shoulders as I scoff, "Dude, I doubt that you are drunk. Tipsy maybe. But not drunk. Why can't you walk on your own?"

"Am laaazyyyy!", he sings earning a chuckle from Austin, a look of disbelief from Candace and Francis and a glare from me. I help him up the stairs and when we reach the landing I ask, "Right or Left?" This floor was more like a balcony projecting inside the house. The first floor is clearly visible from the ground floor. "Right" I nod as I see Francis, Austin and Candace heading to their rooms on the second balcony-floor, climbing up a different set of stairs that go to the left instead of the middle. I help him to his room and turn to leave after I open his door for him. I stop when I feel a tug at my wrist. I look down to see Drake's rough and callous hands holding my wrist in a firm grip. I feel my breath hitch. No one ,and I mean it, has ever held on to my wrist like they don't want me to go. I follow the line of his left hand from his palm up with my eyes until my eyes meet his. Those clear blue eyes are now a shade darker. "Stay?", he whispers tightening his grip on my wrist but not to the point to hurt me. As if he is scared I will fade away. And just like that I feel myself melting under his gaze.

Get a grip, Archer!

Yes. Grip that face. And kiss him senseless.

Shut up, Greta!

I try to jerk my hand off his grip. Keyword being try. Because I am unable to free myself from his vicelike grip. And then all of a sudden I am crashed into a wall. No wait, not a wall but a muscular chest. The wrist that was held is now placed on Drake's left shoulder. My left hand is lodged between our bodies to try to create as much space possible but instantly falls by my side limply as Drake's right thumb comes to caress my cheek. His thumb traces my jaw and then traces my lower lip, eliciting a low moan from me. He smiles and asks," Stay?" Frankly, I don't even care if he asks me to just do it with him if that means I can feel those lips against mine, then I am ready. I mumble a quick, "Sorry Em." And smash my lips against his. At first Drake stiffens making me feel terrible, which is new because I have kissed unwilling boys a hundred times and still pulled back with a seductive smile. But I guess with Drake it is different. I am about to pull back and it is then that....

He kisses me back.

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Heya, buttercups! I am sorry for going MIA but I had exams and also the great Durga Puja. So I kinda became lazy😅

Q/A Round!

1) Do you believe the reason that Julia gave about not wanting the throne?

2) Why do you think Julia rambled her weekly schedule?

3) Do you think Francis is a jerk for looking down upon Julia as she has the supernatural potential of a Siren?

4) What do you think of a Siren?

5) Lastly, what do you think are Julia and Drake going to do now?😈

Until next time,

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