The werewolf castle shone brightly.
Guests flocked in, adorned in sumptuous outfits.
King Drakkar and Queen Reyna warmly welcomed the group.
"You're welcome," said Drakkar.
— May this evening be memorable for you.
Guided by servants, they entered the great hall... huge, sparkling, filled with music and laughter.
Little by little, the couples separated to enjoy the party.
Marlie and Lyra
Marlie timidly approached the sideboard.
— Um... a night flower juice, please...
At the same time…
BOOM.
A small figure crashed into her.
Two glasses spilled.
—Oh no!
The drink spilled onto the dresses of Marlie, Lyra… and an elegant lady next door.
— HOW DARE YOU?! shouted the furious lady.
Lyra was trembling.
— I… I'm sorry… really…
— Sorry?!
— Do you think that's enough?
She raised her hand.
Marlie immediately intervened.
"Madam, please, it was just an accident.
"And who are you to talk to me like that?"
—I'm much more important than you, you useless...
Marlie looked down slightly.
— Please excuse us.
The lady left fuming.
Lyra approached timidly.
—Big sister… are you okay?
"Yes… don't worry," Marlie replied with a forced smile.
— My name is Lyra… and you?
— Marlie.
Ikan and Alixia arrived.
— Auntie Marlie! We saw the woman who was yelling at you!
—It's nothing, really.
Then Marlie walked away.
---
Lyra, Ikan and Alixia
—Alixia! Lyra exclaimed.
- It's been a long time !
"Yes… and you're still just as curious," replied Alixia.
Then Lyra noticed Ikan.
His eyes lit up.
- Who is it ?
— Ikan… replied Alixia.
Lyra approached immediately.
- Good morning ! You are beautiful !
— Um… thank you…
—Who are you?
— Ikan, son of Prince Eiden, people of supernatural hunters.
— A PRINCE?!
She almost jumped.
—That explains why you are as beautiful as a god!
- …
- How old are you ?
— Ten years.
- ME TOO !
— I am Lyra, youngest princess!
Then, with a mischievous smile:
— Do you have anyone?
Silence.
— Because otherwise… we would make a very nice couple!
Alixia turned pale.
— Excuse me… I… I'm going to get some fresh air.
She walked away.
"Wait…" Ikan wanted to say.
—Where are you going? Lyra asked.
— Sorry... but there is already someone.
And he left.
---
On the balcony
Alixia wiped her tears.
- How are you ? Wh...what are you doing here?
"And shouldn't you be with Lyra?"
- For what ?
— She is pretty... and a princess...
Ikan rolled his eyes.
— Alixia…
She shivered.
—Are you serious?
"It's for your own good!"
— Because you're not?
"You are very well endowed, by the way.
- PERVERT !
— Observer.
— CRETIN!
- Charming.
— SICK!
— Sick… of you.
—…
They argued for a long time, throwing barbs, ridiculous insults and stifled giggles at each other.
Then suddenly...
— I love you.
— You… you what…?
He kissed her.
She replied.
In the shadows...
Lyra watched.
Then lowered his head...
And walked away.