A/N: This novel has been redrafted and rewritten. I took down the original and posted this. Hope this is better than the one I originally wrote.
Filianna was never the one who expressed her true feelings. She knew that she had to complete this task in order to help her village grow. She was sitting in the throne room, which illuminated throughout with lit torches. Next to her was her father, the chief of the village, Osao village to be exact. They were sitting around a wooden table, where others surrounded it. The village was scarce, conserving the last of its resources to the women and children. Her father hoped to unite the village with another faraway, creating peace and prosperity, in hopes of having resources to sustain his homeland. He looked at Filianna was a stern look on his face.
“Daughter, you will be heading out to the destination tomorrow morning. I even hired a bodyguard to help you along the way. This will take months to complete, so be sure to succeed.”
Filianna nodded as she looked down at the table. Her mission was to marry a noble in the designated village, in order to help her people. She cared for her home, even if it meant to sacrifice her own feelings to save her people.
“Sir, what about… that?” One of the council members, Gillian spoke out with such concern in his voice. Filianna knew what he spoke of. Her power. Her visions. She always had vision ever since she was a little girl. She tried her best hiding it for years so that others wouldn't think that she was indifferent or in their terms, a monster. Filianna understood why Gillian would be concerned about such a thing.
“She has been able to keep it under control for years. As long as she doesn’t tell anyone, it will be fine. Meeting dismissed.” Her father dismissed the issue as the council members stood up from their seats, heading out of the throne room, leaving Filianna and her father behind. He placed his hand on her head, stroking her head gently.
“Everyone is depending on you, so be sure you succeed on this mission.”
“Yes…” Filianna spoke out softly. As she tried to stand from her seat, she felt a jolt of pain on the temple of her head. Next thing she knew, everything turned black.
She opened her illuminating, green eyes, seeing a figure across the way. She knew what this was. She was having another vision. There, a man stood, his long, jet black hair flowing with the wind where it was held away from his face with a green headband. Underneath his right eye showed a tattoo printed as a red cross. She didn’t know what this vision meant, but she was curious to know why she had a vision of a man she has never seen before. Before she could see anything else about him, her vision went blurry, everything going black once again.
Filianna heard the sound of her father’s voice, screaming out to her. She opened her eyes slowly, seeing her father holding her body. She figured she must’ve collapsed from the vision she had.
“Are you alright, daughter?”
“Yes…” Filianna released herself from her father’s grasp and started to head out of the throne room. “I will be heading to my room now.” As soon as she walked outside, she looked up, the stars shining brightly in the night sky. She thought about her vision. “Another vision. Who was that man anyways…?”