(Thousands of years ago) 
Silvra, the goddess of the elemental magics summoned the seven Altors. Seven magical stones along with seven creatures appeared in the Orphiel Shrine, each standing in each circle. Bright, radiant, glowing seven different colors of light appeared, blasting towards the sky. Under the millions of stars cast in the vastness of the night, the goddess created the destined princess to prevent the abuse of power and balance to her world. Only one child will be born under the rarest moon to appear every 50 years— will be the chosen, boring marks of the fate they hold. Fearing the god beasts will invade her children, she commands the Altors to stay in the land. The seven creatures then transformed in their physical manifestations and scattered in the world. The magical stones disperse in the seven stone walls in the shrine. 
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Seira Lacresia is a normal woman at least for her, trying to live as peacefully as possible and protect the only family she had left in the small town outside the capital of the Adeosian Kingdom. But an accusation will bring her life upside down, forcing her to confront the place where her nightmares and pain lies.

Kyrian Azrael is the crowned prince of the Adeosian Kingdom. A dangerous, painstakingly vigilant, cold, calculating, unforgiving, and ruthless man and known as the Prince of Death. Opposite to the tradition of his kingdom, he didn't want to meet the destined princess. For him, the power that the destined princesses hold is the one who induced greed in people and swore to kill the chosen woman for the throne. 

What will happen if the past that she tried so hard to forget invade her present? How can she protect herself from breaking even more when her fate is already tangled to a person that has a great connection to her past and future?
In the battle of principles, will love be enough to change the written predestination of the sky or chaos will fall upon them?

Mark of the Destined Princess

Sevyn gently wiped her mouth using the napkin after taking a few bites of food. She set down the white cloth back to the table and lifted her mug of coffee, sipping it. She looked to her daughter who was in front of her. It was breakfast. It would be perfect if her husband was at the same table as them but because of the attack on the Belgravia Coven, the officials were busy. Nevertheless, this was just a perfect day for her to start moving according to her plan. She shifted her head to the five maids that were on standby with their heads dropped. She gave them a nod. The maids didn't wait for a second to leave the dining hall. As soon as the door closed, silence enveloped the hall. The long table with almost 20 chairs was empty. 


She put down her mug of coffee back to the saucer plate. 


Selena snapped her head to her mother with eyes filled with hope "Will you pick up the potion?" 


Aria Throndsen