My Heart Found You

☘️ ZAINE LAND 🥀

A lady in a white apparel lavishly adorned in golden jewelleries with a royal diadem on her head stood in front of the Royal court.

This is the succeeding potentate, one of the three princesses of Zaine land.

After surpassing her two other sisters in the seven firms of aristocratic knowledge; Literature, Music, Arts, Medicine, Nobility, True religion and Warcraft; she was given the position of the crown princess, the succeeding potentate.

Only if she had known that her misery had only begun. Three days after her coronation, De Elixir got missing.

De Elixir is a book passed down from all the previous rulers to their successors. It contained many secrets of both Zaine land and the outer world.

Apart from the king, she was the only other person who had access to the book so when it got missing she was the first suspect.

It had only being a suspicion until earlier that day when an usong was found in her possession. An usong is diamond card used for passage to and from the outer world.

Firstly, a royal is not meant to be in possession of an usong and then the usong in her possession showed that it had already been used.

That meant that she had somehow snuck out of Zaine land to the outer world. This confirmed the suspicion that De Elixir was no longer in Zaine land but now in the outer world, the human world.

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"Perpetrator Kiera, do you have anything to say in your defense" The minister of Justice enquired

"What's the point? You wouldn't believe me, would you?" Princess Kiera replied

Despite being casted as a betrayer and having to face the entire royal court for justice, her eyes didn't flicker in fear, her feet didn't grow wobbly, not even once.

She still had that calm and poise look that everyone was way too familiar with.

"Since you have nothing to say. According to the laws of Zaine land. You are banished to the outer world" he declared as the magus walked over and began chanting spells.

She stared in contempt at the minister that constituted the royal court. The knew too well that she was extremely efficient in both medicine and true religion so they had a magus wipe out her memory and banish her to evade any chances of her making a comeback.

She turned to the Royal queen, her step mother. Her step mother and step sisters were grinning from ear to ear. They couldn't even mask their happiness behind their hypocritical sighs.

She stared one last time at the entire courtroom. This castle she had grown up in. This place that used to be home and strangely felt unfamiliar after her mom ran off to the human world.

She glanced at her fiance, Lord Rohan and then at her father, the king. They looked downcast and helpless. They were the only people she had in this large kingdom.

Though she masked it quite well, being banished indeed had a toil on her. It gave a soar taste in her mouth but so what!

She might just end up finally getting reunited with her mother in the outer world. That wouldn't be so bad either.

Her vision was getting blurry as she began to loose consciousness.

That spells chanted by the Magus was beginning to take effect. She felt herself gradually fading away. Her eyes were heavy and her head felt like it was spinning.

"I'll be back" she muttered softly before finally loosing consciousness.

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✈️ LOS ANGELES ✈️

🏥 GRANDEUR MEDICAL HOSPITAL 🏥

Reporters from many media companies both in Los Angeles and outside the country were gathered around Grandeur Medical hospital.

The securities were finding it hard keeping them in check. They had already called for back up but it wasn't getting any better. For every security guard that arrived, tons of reporters were trooping in with their vans.

News had gone out that Daimon Wilson, the worlds renowned neurosurgeon would be performing a surgery at Grandeur hospital, Los Angeles, USA.

Neurosurgeon Damion Wilson had an extremely mysterious personality that made the public intrigued and at the same time very curious. So even the tiniest piece of information about him was big scoop to the media.

There was only two minutes left before the light bulb of the operating room would light up indicating the end of the surgery.

The reporters had somehow overpowered the security guards and rushed into the hospital. They waited earnestly in front of the operating room for him to walk out.

"Beep!" The red lights shone

The operation had finally come to an end. The doctors and nurses walking out of the room were intercepted by the hungry reporters.

"Where is Doctor Wilson?" One of the reporters asked, alarmed

According to the scoop they had gotten, Dr Wilson was supposed to be the head neurosurgeon for the surgery that had just taken place. So where had he gone to?

Was he not supposed to be in the operating room with the other medical personnel?

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It was late in the day. The streets of Los Angeles shone brightly with people littered in every corner. Even till the late hours of the day, the road was still as busy as ever.

In a black Maybach, driving at a crazy speed, Daimon held out his left hand to the steering wheel as he occasionally drank from the mug beside him.

It was a common habit of his to sip warm tea after an operation.

His phone vibrated twice before he picked it up on the third ring. He answered the call with his left hand still on the steering wheel.

"We got it" Lance who was on the other end of the line exclaimed

Daimon lips curled up lightly. The finally got it. De Elixir was now in their possession.

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