Your Fate Has Been Decided

''Gibberish?'' Margaret wondered why Constance said that it was gibberish that was written in the letter. She didn't even appear to have read it, just a glance, and Constance threw the letter away. Why?

Margaret had planned to get comfortable in bed before she read the letter, but at that point, she was so desperate to see what Constance referred to as gibberish.

Picking the letter up and looking at it, Margaret's eyes widened at what she saw.

The letter was written in a language that she had never come across in her life, but for some reason that Margaret could not exactly place, she understood what the letter said.

''At Magus, In a two days, the union will take place between the sacred families of Usynol and Vandersar. You are the only survivor of the Usynol family. You are the chosen one.''

That was what the letter read.

Margaret was shocked and confused.

Yes, she was an Usynol, and the only Usynol she had ever known but what union was the letter talking about, and who the hell was Vandersar?

''In two days.'' Margaret turned to the back of the letter, hoping to see more information, but she didn't.

''What's the address?'' She impatiently gave the letter a last look and then rolled her eyes and tucked it away. There was no address nor location where this so called union that she knew absolutely nothing about would happen, so Margaret forgot about the letter and went to bed, continuing the following days as usual.

Margaret's days continued as she had always known it, and she had even forgotten about the letter from the mysterious man, but something happened at Margaret's place of work, one that made her flee for her life.

A parcel that contained valuable items like gold, horse tails, and others were robbed from Margaret on her way to deliver them to the customers that they belonged to. Margaret faced a terrible day at work which resulted to her being thrown in the nearby cell until her foster father who of course was always drunk, returned from work to bail her out.

''You ungrateful imp. After everything we have done for you, you dare to be careless at work? How do we pay back all that has gotten missing? I am sure you connived with the robbers to steal them so that you can have a share since you are so depserate for school, right?'' Margaret's foster father and mother gave Margaret the beating of her life that day at home because the company gave them a dealine to pay back all that had gotten missing in Margaret's care, or else they would be thrown in jail.

Margaret cried and begged but her pleas fell on deaf ears as she was beaten up through iut the night and left bleeding in her room.

At the verge of dawn, Margaret who had not even slept a wink because of the pain that she was going through, picked up her bag and packed the few clothes that she had, and started to run away.

Margaret had nowhere in mind as she just planned to pass the remainder of the night in an inn as far away from home as possible.

''I knew you would come.'' A strange voice sounded behind Margaret when she got to the inn and was about to pay for the night.

Margaret turned around urgently to look at who had just spoken to her in a voice that she wondered where she had heard before, and to her surprise, Margaret saw the mysterious man, the man who had delivered the mysterious letter to her.

''You?'' Margaret squinted in shock at first, but her expression soon changed to that of anger and disdain.

''Why are you following me? Have you been stalking me? Creepy man.'' Margaret accused the stranger of keeping a tab on her every move.

The mysterious man flashed that uncanny smile once again, and it drew Margaret in.

''Ready for the union?'' The man asked.

''What union? I don't know you. I don't know anything about a union or whatever you are talking about. Get away from me before I call the police.'' Margaret threatened the man.

The man chuckled lightly.

''The police? The police are not exactly on your side at the moment, have you forgotten?''

How did he know?

''How did you know? How on earth did you get to know that I have legal problems? Where you the person that attacked me and stole those valuables?'' Margaret continued to accuse the mysterious man, her countenance growing darker with anger as she tried to piece together what might have happened to her.

''How were you able to read the letter? It wasn't written in regular language that just anyone would understand.'' The mysterious man, ignoring Margaret's accusation that he was the person who had attacked and robbed her, questioned Margaret back.

Margaret paused, speechless.

Indeed, the man had a point. How was she able to interprete the ''gibberish'' that was written in the letter.

''Look here Mr...'' Margaret started to say, realising that she did not even know the man's name, and he was not going to reveal it to her.

''I don't know what you are talking about. I threw away that strange letter, I was not able to interprete anything,'' Margaret lied.

''If you think that I am going to join you to any stupid union just because you did your reserach and found out my surname correctly, then you must be high on some cheap drug. Leave me alone. I just want to get a room where I can spend the remaining hours of the night and decide my fate in the morning.'' Margaret was so upset and tired, she ranted at the mysterious man without sparing any time to cathc her breath.

''Your fate has already been decided. Your fate has been decided centuries before you were born, Margaret Usynol.'' The mysterious man told Margaret and bowed away from her, leaving her in awe of him as she continued to try and get book in the inn.