Satin Night - Chronos Story

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Satin Night - 3rd POV The girl and the boy dashed through the night, running from the shouts and cries. “What a delightful sound.” The female sighs. She pulls out a small object, too small for us to see. The boy takes one. “Good job.” These teens have completed the Theft of the Inheritance Rings, silver and gold rings with an enormous value. The girl, flashes a rare, real smile at her partner. “Thanks.” Her pale cheeks are flushed pink, from the run or from the love she has for her partner we cannot tell. “Now to sell them to the highest bidder.” The boy, says, his face void of emotion. He looks away from the girl, avoiding eye contact. “I just had a splendid idea. Why not auction off the rings posing as Lady Aria? It would give her a twist to find out I pretended to be her.” the girl says. “Your twin, the Queen? That seems…” he trails off, looking above his partner’s head. “Oh come on. I love Aria like a sister, but like any sibling hood, we like to annoy each other.” She twirls her hair. “Fine. You could easily pass for her as long as you find a nice dress.” He looks away again. The female nods. “I had this dress I was gonna use for coronation. And the Iron Crown. We can say Aria found it.” She fingers the purple locks. “Of course, we’ll need to organize an auction.” “Leave that to me.” The male says. Later that night, an imposing, tall figure greets a sea of citizens. Her dark magenta hair pulled back and adorned with the lost Iron Crown. A dark satin dress flows down from her shoulders. “Queen Aria!” The crowd chants. But of course, it is the girl of our criminal duo. She flashes a winning, but alas fake, smile at the “adoring” crowd and begins to speak. “Citizens of Chronos! Today I have decided to auction off one of my most prized possessions! The Inheritance Rings.” Her partner, disguised as the ring bearer holds it out to display for the crowd. “1000 silver pieces!” “2000” “3000!” “100000!” An eager voice calls. “100000 silver pieces. Going once going twice….sold to…” “Belle.” A pale-skinned beauty walks to the stage and takes the small bands before walking off. “AUCTION ADJOURNED!” The “Queen” runs to her “ring bearer” and together they count the money. “She payed well. Good job…Nicky.” The male preaches. “To you as well…Ikos.”