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Welcome back, my invisible thoughts.

If we go on to continue the story from where we stopped the summary need to be quick. I have a lot to tell you.

 Most importantly, I got mister bunny back.

After an exhausting speech, I was finally released.

From prisoner to guest, now I could finally wander freely. I was bathed by the maids in rot water and dressed in clean clothes. A white pyjama nightgown. Finally, in the place, I should have been from the beginning. Resting and enjoying my newest room as an honored guest.

On a soft cotton bed … red like everything around me.

My body is finally light, warm, and most importantly, finally clean!

Sincerely, think about it. A mere child spends all his fortune travelling for two years without any comfort in poor lands. Just to save the enemy country because he knows it is the right to do. Does He receive a medal? No. He is locked up like a criminal and interrogated before the king himself! 

Well, at least I had my consultation with the king and his advisers in advance. Now that they are aware of my plans, it is only a matter of time before I have a place to call my own for the rest of my life.

But I can't be silly! If my plan works out I still have a few things to worry about!

Having been locked in the dungeon had only one positive point. I could hear many rumours and precious information from the guards and maids talking at my cell door.

It appears to me that the new princess has the constant company of her godparents, General Ronald, and made chief Moli. With their high offices and attachment to the princess, it is essential to assure my future that I receive their approval. The real heart of the matter is the Crown Prince, gaining the approval of a spoiled brat is a bigger challenge than it seems. How do I know? Because he can't be more spoiled than me.

It is very common for spoiled brats to have unbelievable rumours about them all over the castle. Like the one I could see in the future, do you remember?

Anyway, which child of my age has not yet decorated the ABC, but can jump over walls and deal with elite guards? Simply ridiculous!

Well, at least I don't have to worry about the princess herself. At least until she learns to speak and walk.

I observe my new room again from more near. Things are getting more and more blurred. It even looks like there are iron bars on the windows. Wait, those are real! Is this just a more comfortable cell?

I look at the walls and see many more unusual things.

There is no normally overblown gold decor or pictures.

The number of windows was my personal preference, but they didn't even give me a simple candlestick!

It's comfortable, that is for sure.

I think it's better to stop creating theories on my own and just enjoy it.

I'm starting to get paranoid. There have been four long years since I set myself on the road to such a big goal. Being so close to victory seems so strange.

Everything is according to the plan.

Too perfect to be true.

I focused so much on what I was doing… Learning bureaucracy and etiquette, has been taught by Rômulo 24 hours a day… I didn't stop to think about what I would do next.

Living the rest of my life in a castle being pampered and eating goodies? It doesn't look bad, but it would be very tedious. I need to keep myself entertained. Unfortunately, none of these castles would have enough books.

So, I think I have to make it my goal to get enough books on my own. It is exactly everything I need to do. A library, bigger than any other. My future residence.

The sound of knocking on my bedroom door destroys my fantasy.

— Please, enter as you may. — The rude tone I used was deserved by anyone who dared to destroy my rare happy moment.

— Sir, the council has not yet made its decision, I was instructed to inform you that there are no predictions when a consensus will be reached. —A slender maid with brown hair says while doing what I said. She invades my property at her pleasure.

Okay, this is what I have to do now, nothing. It is everything too perfect to be true, at least I'm still one… Wait, what did she call me?

— Please, “miss”, I have a high rank, and it bothers me to be called the only sir. I would be grateful if I changed the treatment pronoun you use with me. And one more thing. Why would I take a council made up of men so wise for so long to make a simple decision? — I didn't even get up from the bed to look into her eyes, I continued to look at the ceiling while I spoke.

I heard that it irritates the Castilians a lot.

But she doesn't seem to be bothered by it or the way I was addressing her. Her scarlet red dress didn't seem to bother her eyes either, although it irritated my eyes. Is it because I am a child?

— I'm afraid that the case of the “knight” has been rescheduled. The “knight” will have a lot of free time from now on, would you like me to show “your nobles” the surroundings? —Knight. It is a treatment of the slightest respect. I was demoted. There it is, never trust the plan too much. That must be why they gave me a red room and a barred window. I get up and look her in the eyes. She is quiet and composed.

— So that's what I was demoted to? A free man with a horse and some rights, a part of the low nobility?

— Was it a rhetorical question “knight”?— Is she kidding me? I swear I saw a smile form on her lips.

— Yes, it was. And what position would the audacious “miss” take?— I want to see her answering this. In the end, everyone regrets overestimating the cute child.

— I am the madame of the first heir Melinda to the chief servant, you can call me Moli. As for my post, well, I can say that currently, it is higher than that of the “Knight”. I came here not to inform you, but to start my work as it was given me your custody. Would you like to have some tea? — Now her posture had changed completely, a confident smile decorated her face while her straight posture and raised head intoned her current superiority. As if she were just waiting for this moment to show her true intentions.

“Moli” is one of my first goals from now on, gaining your confidence would be very beneficial for my plans. It won't hurt to try, will it?

— Thank you for the sincere answer “housekeeper chief Moli”, I would very much appreciate a walk around this magnificent castle, some tea, and cookies would also be good. I would be delighted to share this beautiful afternoon with Madame and the Crown Prince.

— Well then. I kindly ask you to get up, so I can dress you up, sir, in a few minutes the Crown Prince will be here. Luckily for me, he can already dress alone. —I'm going to pretend I didn't hear the last part.

I was offered two pairs of new clothes that fit my body perfectly. But honestly, they are both simple and a horrible screaming red which makes me feel like I have a white blouse like any villager's, but stained with fresh blood.

For this reason, I was satisfied by wearing my old, but freshly washed and repaired, blue and white Kreg set decorated with black and gold details.

A simple coat, a white scarf around the neck, navy-blue shorts, and a simple black pantyhose. Much better than the clothes I was offered.

— Now, do you feel presentable knight? — she said with the same polite and mocking tone simultaneously as soon as she finished dressing me.

—I could have done it alone —I complain in vain.

—I've heard that a lot today, but what are you ashamed of? You are a child. Do you know how many children I have dressed? — This woman is certainly enjoying playing with me.

— Are there good manners here, housekeeper? My room has no light source, I have to leave the door open to be able to read, at least I would like a little privacy. — I may have sounded a little rude, but she started it.

— Candlesticks in closed rooms would not do well for your delicate knightly lungs, moreover, the daylight is strong enough. Everything is for your own good. — Her smile looked like a wall, cold and calculated to be kind, with not a hint of hesitation.

— Going into the subject of strong light sources, I hope that this “tour” will be reduced to an exhibition of the ballrooms because I refuse to walk through a wall or simple square on this bright morning.

— We are aware of your allergies, for this reason, we ordered from France a device that can help you overcome this small limitation. — Overcome a limitation? It is the same as saying “find a way for him to stop enjoying his benefits” This woman is doing this on purpose and does not even try to hide her intentions!

— And what would it be?

— A parasol, originally from Eastern countries, is an ornate tool that protects the high class from tanning their skins. — Her tone of voice seemed as serious as that of a merchant selling her best silk if it weren't for one detail, which made me sure she was making fun of me.

— A parasol, I think you refer to the item that the ladies of the court used to decorate themselves? Are you trying to make fun of me in broad daylight?—

— Well, I am only trying to help. The knight can walk exposed and return to bare skin if he prefers. — A good argument, I must admit that I don't have much choice I doubt that a simple “knight” can have a personal carriage that takes him where needed 12 hours a day.

— In that case, I suppose there is no other option, so would you do me the favour of introducing the parasol? — I may have let out a little frustration in my words, but look! I'll have to parade around with female beauty props until the council finally makes this damn decision!

— Of course. It matches the size and liking o the knight. It is not red, has only simple details, and contains the colours of the Kreg flag. — She could be a great saleswoman, her voice was calm confident and very convincing, but I will never be satisfied with a female prop. Especially one made particularly for me! Is there greater embarrassment?

She presents me with a parasol that has been lying by the door the whole time, I just hadn't noticed it. She was just as the housekeeper had described her. Simple and ornamented with black and navy blue. Simple gold ribbon lines, she had no lace or ruffles, taking the cable from her hands, I noticed that it was mere white painted wood, comfortable, and suited my height perfectly. But it was still shameful.

With the parasol open on my shoulder, Mr Bunny on my bag and all the servants watching me, the housekeeper and I left the dorms to meet the prince. Or was that what I expected. We did not go to the Prince, we went to meet him.

At first, I was surprised that we had been walking for so long, but when I asked the housekeeper where exactly the prince was, she answered a simple, somewhere.

Do you know the worst? I just realized that this castle is a circle of rooms surrounded by the walls with the courtyard inside. A circle!

 We left the dorms and passed through the long corridors of the castle's craft workshops, the housekeeper calmly explained to me the purpose of each room and the meaning of the rare statues that decorated the walls. Castile Castle was much larger than any other fortress in Kreg, but, on the other hand, it was simple and objective. As I said before, some statues of knights and masters of the craft were the only decorations in the immense corridors. The workshops were practical and designed only to assist the craft master in his tasks. The red carpet, in contrast to the white clay brick walls, was the only thing that always reminded me that we were still in a nobility enclosure.

After many curves and doors, the corridor opened on a stairway that led to a large party room. It was so big that it would not be an exaggeration to say that all the residents of that castle had room to spare. In addition to being immense and red, this one had paintings that covered the entire ceiling and half of the walls. I mean. Those were no fresh realistic paintings, they were more like a register of facts made by an amateur painter.

In vivid colours and the typical rustic art of Castela, the paintings told the whole story of the foundation of that country.

The housekeeper was finally silent as we crossed the halls as if performing a ritual of respect. She did not utter a word the entire way. The paintings told their story by themselves. The first hall had a cold and serious atmosphere, depicting Kreg's abuse of its citizens and the formation of resistance.

The second hall had lighter colours and a lighter atmosphere. Revealing the creation of the “paradise” that was nothing more than the resistance barracks in the north of the island in an abandoned castle where we are today. The villagers were attracted by the promise of freedom from the ancient lords.

The third room was the largest, and much redder. The 2-year battle between the resistance and the lords was emblazoned with bright colours and the figure of important generals leading troops formed by nothing more than peasants and farmers against Kreg's armoured soldiers. Terrible and, at the same time, beautiful. The end of the hall that led to the next room showed the coronation of the young first knight king, Theodor.

The last hall was not as big as the rest, but also not smaller than the others, it revealed the death of the first king and the coronation of his cousin Arthur first in addition to the construction of the capital around the old castle as well as the improvement of the same, taking a total of five years and a beautiful fortune of imported materials.

My feet were already hurting, and I was reaching the limit of how much a man can be humiliated when the housekeeper decided to stop by the bakery to get our tea and cookies before we went down to the castle courtyard.

The courtyard was tremendously huge, bright, and, red. There were plants with red leaves, glass decorations, red. Red statues decorated the garden. In other words, unpleasantly Castilian.

And so far, not a clue as to where the prince might be.

The housekeeper did not seem bothered or at least impatient, she was merely tired. Heading over to a stone table, she left the tray of tea and cookies there and, surprisingly, uttered a loud call as she looked toward the trees.

— My little prince! I have tea and cookies, come and eat!

I was trying to calculate the effectiveness of such a strange action when suddenly a big red shadow fell from a tree right in front of me.

— I refuse! — Shouted what was now identifiable as a boy my age wrapped in Castile's stark red military uniform.

— There you are, you're late for tea with Kreg's knight. — Said the housekeeper as calm as always as if she had foreseen all that.

— I refuse! Cried the boy again, still full of leaves on his blond hair, unhygienic, expected from a prince from such a barbaric kingdom. Let's test this boy with some questions.

—Would your highness do the honour of answering that mere knight for the reason for the sudden revolt?—

— To everything! Your presence, your plans, your weird way of speaking, to your bunny baby toy, and your very existence!—

This will be a long, irritating, and uncomfortable discussion.

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