Prolong
Prolong
In this world, nothing is truly random.
Not the meeting.
Not the silence.
Not even the pain.
Everything is connected by something unseen.
Something older than memory.
Something we cannot escape.
There was once a village that looked peaceful from the outside.
Green fields. Warm sunlight. Kind voices.
A place where life looked simple enough to trust.
But peace is only what we see… not what exists.
Because in that same village, there were lives already breaking in silence.
And one of them was mine.
I learned early that people can live under the same roof and still be strangers.
That love does not always sound loud.
Sometimes it disappears into distance… into silence… into rules no one explains.
My family was like that.
We lived together.
But each of us was already living somewhere else.
And then there are moments that change everything.
Not loudly.
Not with warning.
Just… suddenly.
A door that should not open.
A shadow that should not exist.
A voice that should not know your name.
That was the beginning of my story.
But it was not the beginning of the world.
Because this world… has other layers.
A world where magic is not a myth.
Where coincidences are not accidents.
And where love… is never simple.
Some people are born to love softly.
Some are born to suffer quietly.
And some… are born to be chased by fate itself.
I don’t know which one I am yet.
But I know this much:
My story is not mine alone.
It belongs to all of us.
To Hekta… who carries darkness in her heart.
To Kiraz… who will discover a world beyond reality.
To Sirameta… who hears silence like it is speaking.
To Linda… who will love differently than the world allows.
And to Karnol… who will break rules even love cannot explain.
And to the boy who should not exist in my story…
but does.
This is where it begins.
Not with happiness.
Not with peace.
But with something far more dangerous.
Curiosity.
WELCOME TO THE CHEMISTRY OF QUEEN AND PRINCE.
