Chapter 6: I hate my life (Aiden P.O.V. part 1)

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Aiden Acharya. Heir to the throne of India. If Aiden snapped his fingers, servants would bring him ice cream on golden platters. He had good genes and a beautiful voice. When he sang, he hypnotized everyone in the room. It was a trait passed down by his late mother. So Aiden was happy right? Wrong. For starters, Aiden was democratic. His motto was: For the people, by the people, and of the people. If Aiden was to rule India, he would make it a democratic country. His father and step-mother did not agree to this. Their motto was: For me, by me, and of me. So, as you can see, Aiden had totally different views than his family. Aiden never asked anyone for anything. He insisted that he could get or do it by himself. He hated singing. And he never smoldered if he could help it. Aiden was smart, he loved nature and animals. He had a camera which he loved taking pictures with. He liked to wear black casual clothes and blend into the shadows, his cousin often teased him for that. And yes Aiden cried during the Titanic, but if you did not cry when Jack died then you are a cold-blooded monster. Back on topic, Aiden was a guy who would do anything for his people, his parents thought he was crazy for this. Aiden's mom had died when he was young and Queen Annette took her place right after Former-Queen Malini passed away. Aiden hated her, but there was nothing he could do. His life just seemed to be getting worse and worse.

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When Aiden was sixteen, he had his debutante ball, since he had come of age. The ball was terrible, it started with many people boasting and trying to impress him and a bunch of girls flirting with him, though he had no idea why. However, Aiden did see one girl apart from the rest wearing a two-piece dress. The skirt was high-waisted and dark gold with a pattern of gold-foil lightning bolts. The top was black velvet studded with gold pearls, and it had ballooned sleeves that cinched delicately at her wrists. She had long, thick black hair tied in a fishtail braid over her shoulder that gleamed in the light. Her almond- shaped eyes were a warm brown and she had a slightly evil smirk that played naturally on her lips. But when she genuinely smiled, her whole face lit up and it seemed to be contagious because everyone looking at her, including Aiden, could not help smiling back. The girl seemed around fifteen and was talking to another girl with shoulder length hair and glasses. Before Aiden could go up and talk to her, his father sidled up to him and whispered in Aiden's ear:

"It's time."

Aiden nodded and the King turned to the guests.

"The moment has come where my son shall visit the Oracle!"

Everyone cheered half-heartedly. Anyone who had imperial blood coursing in them got a prophecy when they turned sixteen. But the prophecies were usually stupid, like, You shall get food poisoning from cake! Aiden felt sorry for that guy. Point is, Aiden thought visiting the Oracle was useless but he decided to visit it anyway. What could go wrong? Looking back, Aiden had probably jinxed himself right then and there.

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Aiden was led down a long hall with only his father for company. The King blabbed on and on to Aiden so much that Aiden felt sure his ears were bleeding. At the end of the hall were thick obsidian doors, doors that led to the Oracle. King Acharya unlocked the doors with a key that seemed to be made out of the same stone as the doors, and opened them. Aiden stepped inside and heard the doors close and his father's footsteps fading away. The room was almost pitch black with mist that seemed to cling to the darkness. Aiden walked to the end of the room and saw...nothing. Absolutely nothing. Aiden turned to leave, disappointed, when all of a sudden the mist swirled around and formed the barest suggestion of a woman's face. On closer inspection, she slightly resembled the girl with the fishtail braid Aiden had seen earlier, except the woman in the mist seemed a bit older. Aiden held his breath as the woman opened her mouth and spoke:

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