1 — EDIFICE OF MY WORLDVIEW

(Song for the Chapter: GOD Will Work It Out)

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"En garde. Prêtes. Allez."

Violet launched forward, her heart racing. She willed her beating heart to be calm. She focused on her movements as she advanced. This was a game of strategy. Her mind needed to be focused.

Dear GOD, please help me, she prayed quietly within. She tried to also focus on the beings that always radiated light.

She held her sword and tried to defend against her opponent's attacks to corner her. This was her last match in the championship.

But, something felt different—not wrong, just different.

She glanced around at where they always positioned themselves during her matches—the angels. They only stood there quietly. She had seen that stance before.

But, when?

In the heat of the game, she could not recall.

Violet spun around in a circle. There were hostile spirits around, but no, there was no attack—

"En garde." the referee called out.

Okay, Violet. She pulled her helmet back on.

One more point to win.

They were at a tie—she and her opponent. After a moment of trying to get back to the mid-point, she finally saw her advantage, launched forward at tough speed, and reaching out beyond her limits, she struck. The light went on. It had been a simultaneous attack.

Violet's heart beat rapidly as she waited for the announcement. Her heart beat even faster.

Who would get the point? Did I fail?

The referee stretched his right arm out extensively, then the left, and finally, the right palm up, to finally announce her victory as a point was added to her name.

"Attaque. Touche. Point."

She screamed as the crowd also erupted in raucous applause.

"Attention, please," the referee announced trying to still the cheering crowd. "Attention. Salut."

She went to her starting point and taking off her helmet, she saluted, then she went forth to greet her opponent.

She couldn't believe it. Another gold medal. She looked for her brother, Prince Tal, amongst those who were trying to get close to her.

He beamed brightly and went forth to meet her, not realising he had walked through the midst of the Heavenly Guardians. And, as she approached him, she felt the agonising pain in her shoulder.

Agh! She screamed in agony.

"Violet?!" Her brother called out.

As her vision blurred from the intensity of the pain, she remembered. The Heavenly beings always took that stance whenever they had to give way for something to occur—for THE FATHER'S GLORY.

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"I would advise that she takes a period to have some rest. The simultaneous touch has deeply affected her shoulder," the doctor said his warm grey eyes soft with sympathy. "I think she should give fencing a break for now till she heals completely."

"No! Tal, tell them. I have to train for the next season," Violet interjected, her voice trembling with fear as she lay on the hospital bed."I'm only seventeen and have to..." her voice quaked and she broke into sobs.

"Doctor," Tal turned to him, "thank you very much. We will see to that."

The doctor nodded understandably and left the room.

Tal slowly advanced to his sister and sat by her, placing an arm around her uninjured shoulder.

"Hey," he said in his soothing and loving voice. It had always calmed her. But at that moment, she felt bereft of the joy and comfort it often gave her.

He had been the only one she had since their parents had died.

He gently touched her cheek and turned her face to himself. Gently using his fingers, he wiped her tears away.

"It's going to be okay. This is just temporary. I know it means a lot to you. But remember, GOD works everything out for our good even if we realise it or not. So, Vee, take a break as you have been told."

He pulled her into his arms in an embrace as he had often done since she was a kid, patting her back. And he softly hummed her favourite song before voicing it out, "GOD will work it out."

Other angelic voices joined in chorus and her attention was drawn to them. In her desperation, she had forgotten they were present.

That brought her comfort, even in that trying moment when she felt depressed and that all hope was lost and the world was collapsing around her.

One of the angels named Abdiel, smiled at her. The smile so familiar, which reflected that of her Loving LORD. It reminded her of many times since her childhood when all had seemed murky and dark.

Her LORD JESUS had been her ever-present Companion. She remembered when she had received her first vision of HIM.

After the death of her parents, she had been in a haze. Everything had felt overwhelming, and she had wondered if she would ever see her parents again—and she encountered HIM.

Her mind snapped back to the present; to the song they sang. They were right. Though she was in pain and felt shattered, The LORD was going to work it all out. She willed her aching heart to resign to her fate, though it seemed slow in obeying the order.

She felt her body relax as they continued to sing the song.

"Okay," she finally said, emotion filling her voice. She wiped off the rest of her tears. "Alright, I will do that. Things are going to be fine, right?"

She pulled away from his embrace and looked up at him, desperately seeking his affirmation. He smiled and nodded in his gentle manner and drew her closer again.

"And my little Vee," he went on to say, his voice thickening and expression turning grave, "I know this is not the right moment, but there is something we must discuss."

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Violet felt discombobulated, the dark evening matched her feelings as she stood at the front entrance to the Villa of the Ferraris with her brother—and her suitcase.

Well, they were not exactly alone. The angels were around, swords drawn out.

Her palms felt sweaty around the handle of the suitcase, her mind and heart feeling unsettled about the future. They would soon be ushered in.

Violet couldn't believe how things had turned out. She recalled the conversation she had had with her brother after her injury.

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"Things are going awry in terms of security," he tried to tell her as calmly as he could despite the gravity of the situation.

Because he knew it was going to be a big blow to his sister with the ordeal she was going through.

She had pulled away once more to stare him in the face, alarm and concern etched deeply on her already saddened countenance.

"Do you remember me telling you about Vladimir?" She nodded in response.

"Yes?" She replied, her tone rising slightly in question and a confused frown on her face.

"The Mafia leader they finally arrested, right? What about him?" She turned to fully look at him.

Though he tried to make his voice sound soft, she could sense the weightiness in his tone about what he was going to tell her.

Tal sighed and ran his hand through his blonde, beautiful hair. He often did that when he was going to say something he did not relish revealing.

"He has escaped, Vee. And we can't seem to find him. Our intel tells us he is targeting the King Makers. And it won't be safe for us to live together anymore. You are likely one of his targets."

"That's no problem. GOD is with me. And, you've taught me all about self-defence. All will be fine." She tried to sound cheerful, despite the deep concern engraved on her brother's face.

"It's more complex than that, Vee. So, for the sake of your safety, we have to live apart for a moment."

"What?" She was exasperated. She needed her brother more than ever before. Especially, in her present predicament.

"Being with you is the best option! We have been through a lot together and..." her voice wobbled again, the feeling of depression weighing heavily on her chest.

She remembered all they had gone through, the loss of their parents being the greatest of all.

"Vee, listen to me," he finally said to her sternly.

She knew that tone. It was a tone of finality. Her heart raced knowing she could not defy what he was going to say.

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So, as she stood before the mansion of the Ferraris, Violet knew she had no other option.

She had to stay there for at least a year, or so her brother had said.

She had to stay in the home of the coldest member of the King Makers, Prince Vincenzo Klaus Ferrari, aka, the Ice Prince, aka the Rudest Prince, and his mother and siblings—none of whom she had ever met.

And, the swords drawn by the angels confirmed what else she saw—there would be forces of darkness at work.

Being there was going to be a battle.

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Hola, wonderful family! It's been a long while. I hope you are all well. By GOD'S Grace, the second book is finally here!

It is now in the form of a series; with Princess Undercover being #1. I had initially wanted to take this "Spiritual" stance with the first.

Please, please, please, let me know your thoughts on it. This book covers areas and fields unbeknownst to me