It was supposed to be an ordinary day for Kiran when an earthquake hit. She ends up rescuing Alessa, the most popular girl in campus who she envied and admired. Before Kiran could save herself however, she falls into a sinkhole and wakes up to a different world with a crystal blade pressed against her throat. There she meets Noorh, the culprit behind the earthquake that was triggered to kidnap Alessa. With no way to return Kiran back to her world, Noorh takes her back to his home where she becomes the revered "Lahnthean Aria" in Alessa's place. Behind the prestige and adoration that the Lahnthean Aria receives and Noorh's cold demeanor lies secrets that Kiran must uncover to survive and find a way back home...That is, if there is any chance for her to return.View More
Kiran's face twisted into a frown as she drank the brew that Paulienne offered her to drink after waking up early in the morning. It drew a sharp line down her throat, almost setting her insides into flames. The drink reminded her of the potion that Noorh gave her the first time they met.Come to think of it, the drink might actually be a version of the potion."You drank a potion when you arrived, yes? And it allowed you to understand our language," Diel said. The potion's effects is due to end tomorrow. You'll have to drink another dose to understand us by then. I'll remind Paulienne to prepare the dose for you."It might explain why Paulienne wordlessly handed it to her the minute Kiran showed signs of waking up.Kiran erupted into a series of coughs after one swig of the drink. She glanced at the glass and found two-thirds of the clear liquid still waiting to be consumed."Is this the potion that lets me understand and speak your langu
Kiran gaped at Noorh, unsure about how to answer his question since there was a chance that Khas had been a figment of her imagination. But if her doubts had truth, then how did she end up in the sofa? Khas had to be real!"K-Khas…the other t-totem like D-Diel?" she shyly said, hoping that Noorh would recognize the description."The other totem?" Noorh muttered. "Oh!" he exclaimed, remembering something. "You mean Masielle!""Right!" Kiran agreed, remembering Khas' lengthy full name. "He told me to call him 'Khas.'""Of course," Noorh said, nodding. "The relationship between the Lahnthean Aria and the totems are special. I should have realized it sooner.""So you know him?" Kiran curiously asked, relieved that Khas was real.Noorh smiled at her. "Everyone knows the totems," he said. "And yes, I have spoken to him a few times. He keeps to himself a lot and he usually only speaks with the elders of the citadel."Kiran slowly nodd
Don't turn around. That was what Kiran thought as she stood frozen in the middle of the cold and dimly-lit hallway. The hair at the back of her neck were standing on end as an ominous chill seemed to patiently hover behind her. In horror movies, this was the part where characters turned around despite all the glaring red flags. They immediately regretted doing so because it revealed the ghost or monster that they were hoping not to come across. Kiran stood in the exact spot she didn't dream of being in. Her mind was screaming profanities inside her head, debating on whether she should just break into a run or walk calmly away. But something within her had already frozen her limbs in place; her knees trembling as the stench of something rotten slowly spread in the air. She crouched and gagged as the scent assaulted her senses. She winced as it intensified and dug threw her insides, clawing at its contents so that she would hurl her guts out. Then a thought hit
History wasn't one of Kiran's strong suits largely because it often required memorizing dates and names of people. Thankfully, Diel - despite his snobbish and haughty demeanor - was a great storyteller. He managed to teach her the history of Lahnthea as if he was merely telling Kiran a well-written summary of a famous novel.The ancestors of the people of Lahnthea lived in a small village situated in a forest surrounded by mountains. Weather conditions were harsh at the time because the Darkness ruled over the land. One day, the small village experienced the worst pestilence in its existence. Famished beasts raided the village, destroyed their farms, and slaughtered helpless citizens. The attack also left behind diseases that slowly killed those who survived.Tired of the pain and suffering, a young and talented hunter named Nilraenne Lahn Ithea led the small group of surviving young men and women on a journey beyond the mountains in search for food. They met people fr
Kiran winced. "I-I mean I'm just curious!" she quickly defended. "I heard the rumor, you see, and I was wondering if there's any truth to it! It's not like I'm going to run away or any-""It's true," Diel said, cutting her off and leaving her gaping at him. "A previous Lahnthean Aria managed to return to her world."Kiran could only stare dumbfounded at him. So there really was another way for her to return to her world! And being the Lahnthean Aria was the right choice. Noorh didn't just trick her into accepting the role! If Diel could confirm that a previous Lahnthean Aria returned to her world, then maybe he could also explain how it happened. She might actually be able to return to her home soon!"Your next question is how it happened, correct?" Diel asked, smirking deviously at her.Kiran froze and anxiously bit her lip. It was as if Diel was reading her mind!Diel sighed and looked away. "Sadly, no one really knows," he said, shattering Kiran
Noorh navigated the hallways until he reached the door that led to the gardens. He crossed the trellises where the vines dangled their fragrant white flowers overhead. It was as if the garden was welcoming him home in its own way. He took a turn down the labyrinth of hedges where he hid behind as a child until he reached a small old cottage in the middle of it.Noorh paused in front of its wooden door and closed his eyes. He only spent a few days away from the decrepit house but it seemed like so much had changed. It wasn't the plants or the structure of the house.It was him.Noorh opened the door and stepped inside the threshold. He flicked the light switch on the wall, filling the sparse living room with a warm glow. It appeared the same as he left it. Even the kitchen looked the same. He walked to the bedroom that he called his prison cell growing up. He didn't bother to turn on the light and immediately made a beeline for the curtains covering the window.Noorh pushed the curtain
Dinner had been awkward. The king initiated conversations with Kiran many times since the food was served. Thanks to Diel's confidence - or was it arrogance? Kiran found herself speechless at the table. Just as Diel promised, he responded to every question that king threw her way. It reached a point where she feel deeply apologetic and embarrassed for her adolescent escort's rude behavior toward the head of Lahnthea's royal family.One particular conversation that made Kiran especially uneasy as about how Diel ended up escorting her to the dining hall. Apparently, the king was scheduled to introduce her to Diel himself during dinner so he was surprised when she arrived at the table with Diel."I was passing by her quarters so I figured there really wasn't a need for a formal introduction from you," Diel explained, keeping his sharp eyes on his plate. "We don't have any protocol prohibiting my actions, do we?"Kiran couldn't help but flinch at the flick of Diel's
Kiran found herself standing in the lobby of her campus building. She stared at the university grounds. It was filled with youths making their way across the grassy lawn toward their respective classes. Some were happily chatting with their peers while others were casually walking alone with their headphones on. The sun was up and the sky was blue. It was just like any morning that Kiran experienced in school."Kiran!" Remy called out, jolting Kiran from her musings.She turned stiffly around and found her friend smiling brightly at her."Sorry, I'm late," Remy continued, stopping in front of her. "The professor just wouldn't stop talking. Did you wait long? I'm hungry!"Kiran stared wide-eyed at her. A part of her wondered why Remy was there, despite how it made perfect sense for Kiran to see her in school. "No, I don't think so," she answered."Let's go to the café-""Remy!" another familiar voice called out from a distance.
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