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Phantom Lineage and Dynasty of Dreams

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Phantom Lineage Chapter 2: Ghostly Antics Synopsis

As Tate arrived at "Little Castle," a building reminiscent of a compact castle, he greeted Panagiota and learned that she was also studying computer science at the university. After a playful encounter with Skylar, where he levitated her as a prank, she surprised him by physically grabbing and throwing him to the ground, revealing that he could indeed feel things as a ghost. Madeline and Nikita explained to Skylar that Tate was the future king of Ravenwood, which shocked her. Later, Tate met Holden in the gym, where they discussed the challenges of being a ghost, Tate's pranks, and the pressures of his royal legacy. Holden cautioned Tate to be careful, especially with people like Skylar, hinting at a deeper undercurrent to her character. As Tate floated away, he contemplated the complexities of his new existence and the difficulties of connecting with the living while embracing his ghostly identity.

Chapter 3: The Date

Class is finally finished. Tate floats back to “Little Castle” in a good mood. He has a date tonight with Nikita. That’s one of two things that have been going right so far in his experience at university over the past two weeks.

Of course, as a ghost from a royal family, he’s still adjusting to life away from his family and living on his own. Sometimes, he wonders if he’s truly ready for this independence. What if I mess everything up? He learned never to prank Skylar again and that ghosts can get hangovers.

That’s what he experienced yesterday after a night of partying in the bar room, celebrating Kenny, Summer, Jakov, Lyla, and Barrett moving in and becoming the new roommates. Then there was that other embarrassing moment after Lyla and Barrett did the keg stand, prompting Tate to ask Kenny to do the same. He agreed to lift Tate up. Tate was holding the hose on the keg, but just before it reached his mouth, the beer came out and hit him in the nose. How could I have thought that was a good idea? Tate was shocked as the beer splashed on his face, causing the hose to slip from his hands. Kenny, thinking that ghosts can float high in the air, suddenly dropped Tate face-first onto the ground. Everyone was laughing at him, including Kenny. But Tate got up and decided to try again, with the same results. I shouldn’t have pushed my luck. He wanted to give it another shot, but Jakov stopped him.

After a night of drinks and partying, Tate found himself with a massive hangover the very next morning.

Thankfully, Tate is still in one piece, both happy and nervous about tonight’s date with Nikita at the Futures and Past Mirage Canyon Museum in Oasis Springs. What if she doesn’t like me? However, he doesn’t know much about art, but it's better to experience something new every day. I just hope I don’t embarrass myself.

He approached the door of the mansion, took out his keys, and opened the door. He quickly said hi to whoever was in the kitchen and headed straight to his room to change his clothes. As he looked at himself in the mirror, he wondered, Will she think I look good? I want to make a good impression. He changed into a dress shirt and pants and went to look for Nikita, but he couldn’t find her anywhere in the house.

So he went to the living room on the main floor, where Kenny and Madeline were sitting and watching TV.

“Have any of you seen Nikita?” he inquired.

“Oh, Kenny here hypnotized her into going to the blood bank on campus to donate some blood,” Madeline replied, nudging Kenny, who was sitting beside her.

“What the fuck for?” Tate exclaimed, surprised that Kenny did such a thing. This better not ruin our date.

“It’s for a good cause,” Kenny muttered calmly.

“Was this good cause giving blood to the sick or to you vampires?”

“Either one,” Kenny shrugged. “Why’d you ask?”

“I have a date with her tonight.”

“I didn’t know that. But don’t worry, she’ll be fine when she gets back. Then the two of you can go on your date.”

Just as Kenny finished speaking, the doorbell rang. Tate got up to answer it, and it was Nikita, still in a trance, staring out into space but walking almost zombie-like. She looks so beautiful, even like this, he thought, but the sight worried him.

Tate let her in and brought her into the living room.

“As you were saying, Kenny,” Tate remarked, trying to lighten the mood.

“What?” Kenny replied, his brows furrowed in confusion.

“She’s still in her trance state,” Tate added, as worry creeped into his voice.

Madeline got up and looked at Nikita. “I’m going to take Nikita upstairs and help her get dressed for your date,” she said. “Hopefully, she’ll be out of it soon.”

Madeline took Nikita by the hand and led her upstairs.

“Thanks for ruining my date tonight,” Tate grumbled.

“Don’t worry about it,” Kenny assured him. “She’ll be out of it before the two of you get to wherever you’re going.”

“I’m not so sure about that,” Tate replied, feeling a knot of anxiety in his stomach.

But Madeline and Nikita came downstairs a short while later. Nikita was still in her zombie-like trance. However, Madeline did a great job dressing Nikita in a red and black dress, making her look beautiful. How did she pull that off? She looks stunning.

The doorbell rang again. Tate answered it, and it was the limo driver coming to pick them up. Tate then grabbed Nikita by the hand and said goodbye to both Madeline and Kenny before they both went on their date.

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They arrived at the Futures and Past Mirage Canyon Museum in Oasis Springs. The modern building loomed before them, sleek and minimalistic, exuding an upscale vibe that felt both intimidating and exciting. This is it. I hope she enjoys this.

As they stepped inside, the air was cool and crisp, infused with the faint scent of polished glass and fresh paint. The museum was quiet, save for the soft whispers of a few visitors, adding to the serene atmosphere. Tate could hear the gentle echo of their footsteps on the marble floors, creating a rhythm that felt oddly calming.

Tate paid the entry fee for both of them, and they went inside. The expansive space was filled with contemporary art that seemed to command attention without being overwhelming. Each piece was carefully curated, allowing the viewer to focus on the art itself. I wish I could reach her. She seems so far away.

As they started walking around the museum, Tate noticed the interplay of light and shadow, creating a dynamic ambiance that felt alive. The walls, painted in soft whites and grays, accentuated the vibrant colors of the artwork. Tate tried to snap Nikita out of her trance by saying her name over and over and shaking her a bit, but nothing worked. He could feel frustration bubbling beneath the surface. What’s going on? I need her to be here with me.

So he made the best of the date and looked at some artwork. Nikita followed him, still staring into space. The first piece they saw was a bust of a woman on top of one of those fancy stands with one triangle at the bottom and an inverted triangle at the top where the bust was placed. Tate read the placard on the side. The title of the sculpture was "Bust of Aphrodite" by Vito Corrado. This is beautiful, but I wish she could appreciate it with me.

They continued the tour of other art pieces, with Nikita still in a haze. Tate noticed a vibrant painting of swirling colors and abstract shapes. What does this even mean? He felt unsure but wanted to say something meaningful to her. “Isn’t it incredible how art can evoke so many emotions?” he suggested, hoping to spark a reaction.

It wasn’t until they went up to the second floor and looked at a painting of a mountain that Nikita finally emerged from her trance. She put her hands to her forehead.

“What a headache,” she murmured. “Where am I?”

“You’re on a date with me at the Futures and Past Mirage Canyon Museum in Oasis Springs,” Tate replied, his voice warm with relief. “Remember that we had a date?”

“I do,” said Nikita, shaking her head as if trying to clear it. “But how did I end up here?”

Nikita looked down at her dress. “I don’t even remember changing into this dress.”

“Kenny put you in a trance so you could donate your blood, and Madeline was the one who dressed you up.”

“Typical Kenny. And Madeline has good taste in clothes,” Nikita commented, a playful smile emerging. “What painting are we looking at?”

“It’s a picture of a mountain by Vito Corrado called 'The Mountain of Possibilities,'” Tate explained. “It is said that when a person climbs the mountain, it symbolizes getting rid of their problems. The snowy landscape and the dark clouds behind the mountain suggest a stormy road ahead, but the summit represents hope, a bright future, and possibilities. The artist painted this piece based on an ancient legend. So, how do you feel about it?” Tate asked, eager to connect more with her.

Nikita smiled. “Even though I still have a headache, I feel great. But I thought you weren’t into fine arts.”

“Well, I am learning more. Let’s continue with this date.” I want to impress her. I really do.

They both continued to look at more artwork until they reached the third floor. That was the end of the tour. Nikita turned to Tate and said, “Tate, I was still in a trance at the beginning of our date?”

“You were,” Tate confirmed softly.

“I’m sorry, then,” she said, looking genuinely contrite.

“Don’t be,” Tate reassured her. “It’s not your fault.”

“I know,” said Nikita, then she hesitated, biting her lip. “But I was really looking forward to this. It’s just… I feel like I missed so much.”

Tate nodded, his heart racing. “I wanted to share this experience with you. It’s important to me. You’re important to me.”

Nikita smiled, a playful glint in her eyes. “So, how about I make it up to you by going home and shutting the door to either yours or my bedroom so that we can have a little private intimate moment to ourselves?”

Tate’s heart raced, his ghostly form turning pink with excitement. “Are you serious?” he asked, trying to gauge her intent. “You really want to?”

Nikita tilted her head, her expression softening. “I do. I mean, if you’re okay with it. I just feel this connection with you, and I want to explore it more.”

Tate took a deep breath, feeling the moment shift. “I want that too,” he replied, his voice low. “But I also want to make sure it’s right for both of us. We can take our time, you know?”

Nikita nodded, her smile widening. “That sounds perfect. But… What if we’re not ready for this? What if it changes everything?”

Tate felt a knot in his stomach. “I guess we’ll just have to figure it out together, won’t we?”