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It had been years since she had last seen him last, years since she had betrayed her family, her realm, but above all Sky herself. She had performed high treason when she had aligned herself with Valtor in a vain attempt to rightful regain what rightfully belonged to her, him. Diaspro had been so sure of herself that she was going to get away with everything; that she and Sky would be together again.
Then yet again she had messed everything up. Oh how Diaspro hated Bloom. It was all her fault that her and Sky weren’t already wed.
The truth of the matter was, as painful as it was, they could never be. Sky loved Bloom in a way much different than the way he had loved her. Or rather tolerated her. She supposed the stereotype of arranged marriages not working was true, yet she found herself longing for his embrace, his kiss and above all, his love.
It was all too late now, for Diaspro to be with him. He had already popped the question to that no good princess, Bloom. They officially could never be.
After hearing the news of the two’s big announcement Diaspro when into a period of mourning. Eating anything and everything she wanted with no portion control, staying in old sweats, watching sappy movies, reading trashy romance novels recommend on Griselda’s blog and so on. Her depression was only short lived when she received a call from a once dear friend, Princess Krystal of Linphea, according to the pink headed royal Prince Sky had lost his memory and Bloom was going insane trying to get him to remember who she was. A bright, mischievous smiled formed on Diaspro’s face as she heard this joyful news. Sky didn’t remember anything, this was her chance to win him over and steal him back from underneath Bloom’s clutches. Finally giving herself her dreamed about happily ever after.
When painfully naive Krystal helpfully suggest her stopping by Alfea to trigger Sky’s memory, Diaspro was more than happy to help her friend retrieve his memory…the memory she wanted him to have, where he loved her not Bloom.
As she packed and headed for Magix, Diaspro’s mind flooded with ideas, stories and memories she longed to tell Shy. Just the thought of being with him again without her past mistakes being rubbed in her face by him made her giddy with glee. As she entered the wing-styled gates of Alfea she had even motivation in the universe to brain-wash him into falling in love with her once more. That was until she seen him, her heart sank as he cluelessly inquired who she was. When she opened her mouth to speak, she stopped herself short. This wasn’t right, she had told herself. As much as she longed to make him hers, she just couldn’t do it. She couldn’t do this to him, not again. With a sigh she explained who she was. “My name is Diaspro, Sky. Growing-up we were friends- best friends, we were also arranged to be married at one point. But you feel in love with Bloom, and I hurt and betrayed you.”
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