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𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐡𝐰𝐚 💭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 💭 𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐢𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐜𝐰 💭 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭, 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲(?), 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐬

you were never fond of the nobles. as an orphan who was abandoned by her own parents, you had to fight your way to survive in the back alleys. you had to learn to defend yourself from the cruel thugs. you had to learn how to beg for a spare coin or half-eaten food, even though they would wrinkle their nose at the dirty rags you wore. you had to endure the harsh weather with those thin rags on your beaten and bruised body.

at one point, you truly realized how utterly useless your life was. you were just a waste of space. a peasant whom no one knew. you had no purpose, so why were you trying so desperately to live?

you groaned, a loud rumble came from your stomach, but you ignored its pleading. you had no purpose, so you might as well die. though you did find it regrettable to die in a dark and dirty alley like this. who knew what those vile people would do to your corpse. but, at least you wouldn’t feel the pain anymore.

you slowly close your eyes, accepting your fate, before you heard a warm voice call out to you. you slowly opened your eyes again, squinting at a girl who held her hand out to you. you blinked, staring into her emerald-like eyes. there wasn’t any hint of disgust or hatred, only pure worry for your poor state.

“are you alright?” the girl asked you, tilting her head as her obsidian fringes framed her face. was it just you, or was there light shining behind her? “would you like to come with me?” you cringed at the question.

many nobles had offered to take you in, but they all ended up mistreating you, leaving you with the whip scars on your back and the bruises from struggling to run away. your trust in humanity was like a broken glass, your own will to live spilling from it.

your lips quivered. the girl before you shine so brightly, unlike those evil people with ominous shadows following them everywhere. this girl was warm, the warmth you had seemed after so many years of surviving. your hands subconsciously reached out for the girl’s extended palm, and you felt the girl shake it gently, a smile gracing her face.

“i’m alyssa. what’s your name?” the girl asks, giving your small hand a comforting squeeze. your lips trembled, digging the name from your painful memories. the only thing in this world you could truly call your own. “my name…is (y/n).”

everything after that was a blur. alyssa had taken you back to her quarters in the palace, and gave you the position as her maid. the sweet, kind, and lovable princess alyssa gave you a purpose to live again, and you could not be more grateful, swearing to dedicate your life to the 4th princess.

in a span of a few months, you and alyssa bonded quickly. you could always sympathize with each other’s experiences and the way people would go out of their way to make the two of you an outcast. in a sort of strange way, the two of you became each other’s pillar. a place where each other could always come too when they feel like the world is giving up on them. the two of you have each other hope.

so, when your ‘hope’ was accused of of being a criminal, you couldn’t believe your ears. princess alyssa, the benevolent princess that took you in? she would never do something so cruel to her younger sister! you tried to defend the outcasted princess, but no one was on the crow princess’s side. in fact, they all seemed to ‘expect’ her to do something like this. were they so blind? you wanted to cut off their tongues for speaking such filth.

but in the end, you were only a maid, and without the princess, you became nothing once again. alyssa had built you up from a corpse with no will to live, and now that the princess was gone, all you could do was offer her they life she had given you.

holding the thick rope around your neck, you didn’t even have the will to struggle as you kicked away the chair. tears burned at the edges of your eyes, feeling your lungs tighten painfully, but no pain could compare to the lost of your princess. “please…if a god exist…please guide me to the princess again..!”

you expected to never wake up in that moment, but when you could suddenly open your eyes, and were taken aback. you were alive? did you somehow survive that? who would even save you anyways?

you looked around, darting up to a makeup vanity and ogling at your reflection. there was no rope burns around your neck, in fact, it looked so smooth and delicate. your eyes trailed to admire your face, and a small gasp escaped you. your face looked so different than before where it was dull and sunken. you never realized you could look this beautiful with these rosy cheeks and plump lips.

“lady (y/n)?” you whipped your body around at the unfamiliar voice, internally panicking as a girl in a familiar uniform approached you. “did you sleep well, m’lady?” you froze at the way she referred to you as if speaking to a noble.

“w…who am i?” the girl frowned at you, pouting her lips as she placed her hands on her hips ‘threateningly’.

“why, of course you are the princess of the (l/n) duchy, lady (f/n) (l/n)!” the servant girl announced to you, mirth within her tone. “now, if you are done with your pranks, please allow me to bathe you.”

you wordlessly listened to the girl, following her towards an extravagant bathroom you knew was comparable to that of a princess’s. was this girl actually being serious? how did you suddenly wake up as a duke’s daughter? you didn’t want this. you wanted to reunite with her.

your eyes widened, staring into the naked reflection in the mirror. all the scars you had was gone. the whip scars, the bruises, the scratches. they were all gone. there was not even a scratch on the supple skin you were unfamiliar with.

that day was already a week ago, and you had grown accustomed to your new blue-blooded body. (f/n) (l/n), a mischievous duke’s daughter known for pulling harmless pranks. despite that, high society adored her due the girl’s knack for lifting people’s spirits and her pure virtue.

elmir’s nobles were flabbergasted when the playful girl had a total 180 degrees change in attitude. where was the prankster girl they knew? why was she behaving like such a solemn flower? the doubts didn’t last long though, since the girl’s sudden maturity made the nobles adore her even more. she became the symbol of how a noble should be, and the muse of many. prime, elegant, and refined. the duke’s daughter’s popularity exploding, and everyone in the elmir empire wished to see this graceful dove.

so, when their darling little aisha suddenly showed an interest in the rumored duke’s daughter, the empress and emperor just had to invite the lady to the palace! after all, their little aisha rarely showed any emotions, not to mention such keen interest in someone! and this couple would do anything to see their daughter happy!

when your carriage arrived at the palace, you couldn’t help but tremble anxiously. the emperor told you not to fret, but how could you not when the emperor himself invited you to the palace?! had your family committed treason? had you committed a crime without realizing it? was your family actually involved in rebellion?

“you don’t need to be so nervous.” a velvety male voice chuckled, somehow he calmed your nerves with his mere words. you focused on the blonde male before you, slightly towering over him, a wide grin on his striking face while emerald eyes stared at you. “you must be lady (y/n).”

“y..yes,” you glanced at the blonde’s attire, noticing the imperial family’s insignia engraved on the buttons on his vest. “ah..! greetings to prince isis de elmir!” you curtsied, the anxiety building up again as you stand before the empire’s prince. “my apologies for the delayed greeting…”

“please don’t worry, it was my fault for not introducing myself first.” isis scratched his pink cheeks, averting his emerald eyes before focusing on you once again. “my father has instructed me to accompany you to aisha’s room. i hope you don’t mind.” isis offered you his arm, and you gladly looped your arms with him.

“of course not. i’m honored.” alright, so you were here to see the princess? so you were just panicking over nothing.

“um, aisha is a little…quiet, so please don’t feel offended if she doesn’t speak much. she just takes long to warm up is all.” isis suddenly chimed, attempting to strike up a conversations during the long walk to his sister’s chambers.

“it’s alright, your highness. i understand.” a gentle smile graced your lips as you glanced at the male who seemed rather jittery. you couldn’t blame the princess. after all, it took you much longer to become accustomed to your new parent’s affection, especially since you were an orphan in your past.

isis didn’t understand what you meant, but decided it wasn’t in his place to ask you to explain, instead, staying quiet as he continued to maneuver with you through the halls. occasionally emerald irises would glance towards your thoughtful face before darting away, hoping you didn’t notice that he was staring. “she really is as alluring as the rumors say…” isis remarked to himself.

undeniably, the prince was also curious about the lady who dominated high society after just one banquet, and now he could no longer pass off the rumors as an exaggeration. isis felt like he could understand why his sister was so interested in the lady now. perhaps his lovely little sister secretly admired the lady.

“it looks like were the same age,” you chimed out of the blue, catching the blonde off guard with your smooth voice. isis nodded, mumbling a quick ‘yes’ in response, then everything went silent again. you internally sweat-dropped. you were never any good at making conversations, even in your past life. and in this new life, the nobles always tried to talk your ears off with flattery, so you never had to say much except some quiet replies.

finally, the two of you arrived at a big white door after an awkward silence, you admired the details engraved on it while isis knocked on the door. “aisha. lady (y/n) has arrived.” isis announced, hearing a quiet ‘come in,’ the blonde opened the door, allowing you to enter first.

“greetings to the star of the empire, princess aisha de elmir.” you curtsied, peeking at the princess through your lashes. she was adorable with her rosy cheeks of baby fat, her curly silver hair, and her doe-azure eyes that sparkled at you.

a part of you slumped in relief, sensing a strange familiarity with the princess despite knowing you’ve never encountered her before. with such a unique appearance, you were sure you’d remember if you ever came across her.

aisha could feel her chest swell up, staring at your healthy figure, she inwardly praised herself for going with her gut feeling after hearing people talk about you. compared to the girl she befriended in the past, you adopted the noble appearance worthy of a duke’s daughter, and the princess was relieved to see you living in a good conditions. aisha quickly took notice of the dullness of your eyes though. she’d have to fix that, and she knew exactly how.

you sat across from the princess at the round table, taking small sips from the porcelain tea cup while glancing at the princess. was your eyes fooling you, or was she doing that habitual pucker of her lips? the habit that princess alyssa always did whenever she enjoyed her tea. god, even the tea was chamomile, princess alyssa’s favorite.

“(y/n),” you felt your brow furrowed at the nostalgic warmth in her voice. “do you not recognize me?” you shook your head, laughing off the ridiculous thought…unless—

“….princess..a..alyssa?” the name tasted bitter in your mouth, waiting for the girl before you to respond with narrowed eyes.

after a short while, aisha nodded her head, a grin gracing her face as you immediately pounced out of your seat, pulling the smaller girl into your chest as tears spilled out of your eyes. aisha sobbed into your shoulder, sniffling as you both felt your hearts pound against each other’s. you weren’t dreaming. your ‘hope’ was sitting before you. god had truly reunited you with the princess!

it took the both of you longer to release all the suppressed emotions than you anticipated, but you didn’t care as aisha’s tears dampened your shoulder. your own salty tears dampening the girl’s back. your princess was in your arms again. your hope was in your arms again. and this time, you will never let her go.

it didn’t take long for rumors of the duke’s daughter and the young princess becoming close friends to become the hot topic of the empire. they knew you were charming in many ways, but befriending the princess? now that was just pure talent.

since you two had a lot to catch up on after not seeing each other for so long, you would visit the palace almost everyday. of course everyone welcomed you, since they could see the way their princess’s eyes would light up at the slightest glimpse of you.

naturally, you also bonded with the rest of the imperial family since you would visit almost daily. the emperor and empress adored you for becoming their daughter’s first friend. they even started treating you so warmly as if you were their own daughter. how could they help it? you were such a joy to be around!

isis grew on you quickly too. the boy was so kind and considerate! especially when he would look at you with eyes the color of emerald that makes your heart swells!

likewise, isis also enjoyed your visits, occasionally joining you and his sister with whatever you guys were doing for the day. be it painting, reading, doing makeup, or touching up on etiquette, isis found your personality like a light bulb in a completely black room.

time flew by like water, and before you knew it, isis had already become the crown prince! the prince who you adored teasing about the differences in your height was now towering over you! it was scary how much he grew, but you couldn’t help and look up at him in fondness as he wore his usual smile.

aisha also blossomed into a beautiful young lady, and you were so honored to be next to the princess as she finally experienced true familial love that she craved in her past life.

everything seemed great, and your days with the imperial family was the biggest joy in your new life. however, nothing lasts forever. your parents suddenly got into a carriage accident while on a business trip, and when the news reached your ears, you dropped the tea cup in your hand, while aisha widened her eyes in horror.

you sat there quietly, staring at your clenched fists as aisha hugged you. you couldn’t comprehend the emotions swirling through your mind right now. it’s not as if you were ever close to you new parents after waking up in this body. all your attention and affection was focused on the young aisha who revealed her past identity to you, and you began to drift away from ‘your family’ as a whole. perhaps you felt a little regret. god gave you a new chance at life with your ‘hope’ at your side, and the opportunity to experience your own family, yet you ignored that chance.

that day you excused yourself from the imperial family, who all gathered to see you after hearing the news. the empress could see the darkness in your eyes, and she wanted to beg you to stay. so that darkness wouldn’t take you away. iris couldn’t bear it if that twinkle in your eyes would disappear.

tyrion stopped his wife though. as much as he loved you as if you were his own child, he knew you needed time alone to process the shock. he gave you an endearing pat on the head like he always did, and added some encouraging words to the expressionless you.

aisha could only watch your back, shoulders seeming heavier than normal, as she held hands with isis, who would occasionally squeeze your hand. their heart ached to see the bright and joyful girl they adored look so depressed, but they could only hope that you would figure out a way to get back on your feet again. they’d always be there waiting for you once you did, and they’d be happy to make you an addition of their own family.

their hope was utterly crushed though. since your parents had passed away, you inherited the duchy, figuring your ways through the stacks of heavy paperwork. every since you held the funeral for your parents, all you did was lock yourself in your father’s old office, filling and stamping papers after papers, barely eating nor sleeping.

aisha and isis took notice of how you hadn’t visit her even after two days, and after a whole week, iris and tyrion were also worried. only then did they realize how much they took your presence for granted, and they hastily reached out to you. sending letters after letters, requesting for them to come visit you. but in the end, you just gave the worried family some excuse before continuing with the paperwork.

after a whole month of this game, the emperor and empress could not endure the anxiety consuming them any longer. you were basically their own child, so they had to check up on you. that day, tyrion sent and emergency summon to the duchy. he knew he shouldn’t be taking advantage of his title, but it’s not as if he intended to do anything bad. even iris agreed with his plans! they just needed to check up on you, and this was the only way to force you out of the duchy!

once you made it to the palace and maneuvered your way through the familiar halls, you entered the audience room. tyrion and iris paced around anxiously until they heard your footsteps, turning to look at you after a whole month, only for their heart to sink.

you had completely lost the brilliant glow in your eyes even though you tried to conceal it. your cheeks look sunken, and they knew you hadn’t eaten as regularly as you were supposed to. the dark crescents under your eyes especially stood out, signifying that you hadn’t had enough sleep. oh, just where did the lively (y/n) go? now you were only rendered to a husk of your former self. a ominous appearance as if you were a corpse.

you knew of their intentions to summon you like that, but you took it as an opportunity to ensure them you were fine. lies. you told them you needed more time. that you were going through a difficult time right now. that you wanted to be alone for a while.

if it was any other person, the couple probably would have doubts. but the person making these pleas were you. the child who’s intelligence and grace was praised throughout the whole empire. your words were like honey to their ears. the exact comfort that they needed to hear. that you’d be back to ‘normal’ in no time. that their happy (y/n) would return to their arms.

of course, the emperor and empress trusted you. dismissing you with a tight embrace. when the news of their meeting reached their children’s ears, they comforted aisha and isis. persuading them that you’ll be just fine. you just needed more time. unaware of how they were dead wrong.

a whole year had passed every since that meeting, and you continued to give emotional excuses to the imperial family’s invites, which became once a week to twice or thrice a day. you were probably the only person courageous enough to blatantly ignore them like this, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care about anything. you knew the princess you adored was in good health and happy. after all, she awakened the powers of a ‘saintess’ and now her reputation has been exploding while your’s slowly fade away from society.

there was no one else you needed to be concern about. not iris, tyrion, or… isis. they’ll be just fine without you. they’ve got each other, after all. and you were just a pest latching onto them all this time…

in fact, you were wrong. the family might seem to be doing well from the outside, but inside they were breaking apart. why? just why? why. why. why?! they’ve waited so long so why haven’t you returned to them? we do you continue to pretend like you were never really close to them? why. why. why. couldn’t you see they wanted you? they needed you. they craved you. just say the word and they’d give the world for you. so why do you keep being so stubborn!? can’t you see you need them too? that night, they finally decided to sit down at a table together for the first time after months had passed of them going their separate ways. their string of patience had snapped. they couldn’t swallow their greed any longer.

you were working in your office as usual that night when you heard a strange sound coming from outside your door. you dismissed it at first, but when a bloodcurdling scream reached your ears, you jumped from your chair. legs wobbling as you haven’t gotten up in so long, you darted to the door of your office, only to halt when you felt strong arms wrapping so tightly around you they knocked the air out of you.

“just stay still, alright? this won’t hurt…” your mind registered the owner of the lovesick voice before it grew hazy as whatever was soaked into the clothe pressing into your nose and mouth was making you dizzy. all you could feel before blacking out was the intruder nuzzling his face into your neck to relish in the scent he hadn’t inhaled in so long. one name did cross your clouded mind though; isis.

#—ichigo 💭#yandere manhwa x reader #yandere x reader #into the light once again #isis de elmir #aisha de elmir #_𝟏𝐊𝟏𝐆𝐀𝟏_

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