𝟎.𝟐. 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞

Diana and her companions had finally come to the Capital City of Raginei, Ragia. The city was quite beautiful, mosques, bazaars and beautiful people.

Diana was wearing a veil along with her friends, it was a custom in Raginei though they didn't do that Siodanna much.

She really didn't know the meaning of it, because she was a foreigner like her dancer friends.

She took a deep breath, flowers looked really beautiful, too. She wanted to pick some of them but without permission, it was risky and she wouldn't want to fall behind, she wished for Penelope to be here.

"...Diana!"

She turned around to meet a girl with wavy light pink hair and emerald green eyes like Penelope, this girl was wearing a green dancer dress similar to Diana's.

"Yes, Quartz. Something happened?"

"Boss, says we have to hurry, come on!" the girl held her hand and they ran towards their companions.

Quartz, like her was a dancer, she was a cheerful girl and liked to hang out with Penelope and Diana. She was like their little sister, she was so innocent, she would often say 'sorry' but she knew how to spoke up.

"B-boss, I'm so sorry, I didn't inform Diana before."  Quartz, like Diana predicted apologized. The magenta eyed beauty rubbed her friend's back.

"Keh! You better be careful next time! Oh, and Diana, you look quite beautiful today, I have noticed~." Their boss, Marakt was a man of 40, bald and overweight and a total pervert.

Diana didn't like him, as he tried to get close to her with lust-filled eyes. Her eyes were screaming, 'disgusting'.

" Thank you, boss. " she said, firmly. Then they continued to walk as Crystal grabbed Marakt's arm, with her hips swaying, she walked with him.

"Mann, I don't know what they both find in each other." a girl at the same age as Diana and Quartz, spoke up. She had short, chin-lenght ash-blonde hair and a pair of matching lilac eyes, she was wearing a lilac-colored dancer dress.

"They're just sleeping with each other for their own interests, Marakt is a pervert and Crystal... I really don't have anything to say about her."   a girl with silver hair and red eyes pointed out.

"Oh, you mean fucking?"

"Melissa, language! And Fiona makes a point there but, isn't a person's body that unimportant to them, I don't understand?"  questioned Diana more like stated, actually.

"Well, they are just selfish people..." Mumbled Quartz as they continued to walk.

Rumaty walked down the hallways, as he continued to walk he was looking at the portrait of former Kings. As the 75th King of Raginei, he had pledged his everything for a better future.

The council even the priests were wanting him to have a wife for heirs, he knew that one day, this would come but he didn't want to marry someone he didn't know.

He remembered his proposal towards Kajika, but no, she was his cousin, after he learned that his admiration and love for her vanished. She was just his precious cousin.

He continued to walk as he stopped in front of a portrait.

King Machaty Sheik Di Raginei.

His and Kajika's grandfather, Machaty, when he was 15, he had went to America in 1955, and there he had fallen in love with a blonde haired and silver eyed woman named, Kathleen. From their love, Harry Burnsworth had been born, Rumaty's uncle and Kajika's father.

But Kathleen left Macahty, she couldn't become his Queen even though they loved each other so much.

Then, Kathleen married Frederick or Fred Burnsworth to raise Harry.

Rumaty sighed, he still couldn't believe this story. But it was true.

Diana and her companions had finally come to the palace, their rooms were close by, and they were preparing for tomorrow night.

Diana practised her new dance movements in her room. She had found these movements and she was proud of it.

As she was practising, in another room, Crystal was in Marakt's arms.

"Marakt~."

"What is it, beautiful?" Marakt asked with a  lustful gaze as Crystal rolled her eyes in disgust.

"I have a favor to ask, can you not allow Diana to dance?"

"Well, I don't know why you want this but okay, you tell her." he kissed her as she again rolled her eyes but she was happy. Diana was going to be miserable.

Diana was excited, she put on her pink dancer dress, did her make-up and lastly fixed her beautiful light blonde hair.

Then, she heard a sound, someone was locking the door. "No!"

She ran towards the door and tried to open it. "No, no!"

She tried to open the door but no avail. Her knees trembled in anger, as she fell down. She knew who did this. Crystal.

Rumaty sighed again, for today 100th times. The dancers were dancing in front of him, as a result of boredom, his hand was on his chin.

Why were there dancers? This was new, it wasn't a tradition. But why? He looked at his next and saw his older brother, Somand. He was blushing, well he was a shy man and his other next, there was Najayra, she looked like she was enjoying this.

Well, Rumaty was happy for them, but this was boring him, actually annoying him.

At the center of these dancers, there was the one with scarlet red hair and she was throwing him lust-filled eyes while swaying her hips.

Rumaty cringed, he wanted to run, this woman's intentions were obvious. He stood up, suddenly. As he left, the protests of his court were echoing through the palace.

Diana had found herself in garden, how you ask? The door had opened, but it was too late. Really too late.

She was dancing now, to relieve from her negative thoughts, wish Penelope was here, she thought. But, she wasn't going to give up. She was going to give Crystal a piece of mind.

She swayed her hips to the rythm and danced, her hands waving. As she continued to dance, she heard a crack and stopped but her feet bumbed into a rock, she started to fall.

She closed her eyes waiting for the impact but none. There was nothing. She felt strong, defined arms on her waist as she held the person's shoulders.

She opened her jeweled magenta pink eyes to see a man, chocolate-like skin, silk-like raven hair and mesmerizing narrowed royal blue eyes. He was wearing a white veil and golden accesoires.

"Who are you, a fairy?" the man asked, he placed his hand on her cheek while admiring her jeweled magenta pink eyes. The woman's cheeks took a rosy color and her lips parted.

That night, a lonely king and a lovely dancer met, Rumaty and Diana. Under the moonlight, their magenta and royal blue ones clashed.

Only time will tell, what fate has in store for them...