Chapter Twenty two

~Strange Lady~

Niamh had her morning meal in her mini dining room. She'd been washed up and dressed in a mint green dress which was tight from the waist upwards and fled down from the waist, it has loose sleeves whose length is equal to that of the dress. Her silver hair was pinned to the back in a half-up ponytail outlining her perfect face and some strands were left to frame her face in curls. She definitely looked gorgeous, a beauty worthy of all praises. 

Almost immediately, Neriah walked in. Niamh and her maids bowed simultaneously as she strode towards them.

After exchanging pleasantries, Neriah took Neev's hand and led her outside. Niamh felt really uncomfortable stepping out of the room. She prefers staying indoors than going out and causing trouble in such large palace. 

Princess Neriah notuved her discomfort and comforted her soothingly. Together, they left the guest house.

People kept staring at Neev, some pointing fingers at her and whispering. 

"Who's she?"

"She looked different"

"Definitely not from the Moon Realm"

"But she's beautiful"

"Why's the princess with her"

Niamh could clearly hear their comments. She felt irritated and kept sighing and shaking her head but it seems like the people are whispering right before her ears as it grew louder and louder in her ear. Neriah didn't notice this as she was too excited to be with her. Niamh on the other hand could not concentrate as Neriah's voice became distant while the comments got louder, occupying her mind.

She shut her eyes tightly and palmed her ears

"All of you should stop!" She yelled and just like that, an invisible force swept them all and sent them flying on the ground.

Neriah gasped at the sudden turn of events as she turned to glance at Neev who also has a shocked expression written all over her face. She looked around to see four men and three ladies groaning on the floor. Niamh gulped and scurried back to her room

"Hey Neev! Wait up!" Neriah yelled and ran after her. 

"I have to report to the Queen!" One of the guards, who had witnessed the scene rushed to the throne room and burst in. In the throne room were the Queen, prince Dionysios, Eudocia, the general commander and the Elven commander. They all turned to him as he knelt down

"Your majesty, I apologise for barging in but there's really a problem"

They all exchanged looks and then back at him

"Speak up" that's Eudocia

"Your majesty, there is a strange lady in the Realm, she goes around throwing people here and there, she's so frightening and terrifying" the gurad explained, exaggerating every single word. 

Queen Diantha was confused for a while but nodded. 

"Go get her and bring her here, now" 

"I'll go see her" Dionysios bowed and teleported out of the throne room.

Meanwhile, Niamh scurried back to the guest house. Her speed was exceptionally frightening and fast that even the princess couldn't catch up with her. She rushed to the balcony and stood there, breathing heavily. 

She herself was confused of what has happened, why did they all fall when she only asked them to stop? 

Neriah rushed in, panting heavily.

"Neev what's wrong?"

"I don't know, I just felt irritated by their whisperings and..and...it just happened" Niamh explained, whispering the last sentence. 

"It's so strange" Neriah mumbled.

Just then, Dionysios walked in with two guards trailing behind him. Neriah peeped through the door and gasped. 

Prince Lansel and Rialorna were walking at the hallway, towards the throne room. Rialorna was the one doing the talking but seems the prince is not even listening to her. She tried so hard to keep the conversation flowing, but Lansel isn't buying it. 

Just then, Severus appeared

"Your Serene Highness, Lady Neev!" He panicked.

"What's wrong with Neev?" Lansel asked curiously but Severus kept shut. Lansel sensed something was off and superspeeded to her room. 

"My prince!" Rialorna yelled, running after him but he's nowhere close.

"Young Lady, the Queen requires your presence. Quitely follow me" Dionysios stated, ever so softly. His voice was serene as usual that would hardly hurt a fly.

Niamh stared up at him, his expression, his eyes, his demeanor were all akin to the still waters, exuding so much tranquility. She doubt if this man would ever hurt someone. 

But that's not the case now, she's being summoned by the Queen and that's what she'd been avoiding since she came here. 

"Why?" Her voice came out in a whisper.

"The Queen wants to see you. Kindly follow me and don't let the gurads take you by force" Dionysios' voice was still calm and warm same as his expression.

If Niamh is to guess this man's name, then that should be something like 'Jailen' or 'Luam' meaning 'Calm'.

"Young Lady?" Dionysios drawer back her attention but here comes anither voice from behind

"I dare you to lay a finger on her"