We turned our heads and saw Nana Olsa. She tried to stand firmly as her crooked staff assisted her weight. “I believe that exchange of words is enough for today,” she approached us. “Nana, this doesn’t concern you. It’s better that you return inside. You don’t even know what we’re talking about,” Mallory snarled at Nana. “Can’t you show Nana some respect?” I scolded Mallory. “Don’t vent all of your frustrations on her. She’s not involved in this.” “Why defend her? She’s not your family?” she answered. “Who are you to tell me how to treat her?” “Mallory, don’t make me break my promise to your mother,” Nana threatened as she stood near us. “I don’t need your stupid promises to my mother! I can take care of myself,” she replied to Nana, showing every single speck of arrogance in her body. “Well, if that’s the case, I would like for you to leave the castle grounds,” Nana remarked, holding her head up high. Mallory was silenced immediately. “You said you can take care of yourself, am
Why was Mother refusing to receive treatment from the Medicine King? It was quite clear that he wanted Mother to recover. But she didn’t seem to be enthusiastic about it. And what sort of treatment did the Medicine King pertain to? “Amelia, I made it very clear that this treatment can be your last chance of survival,” the Medicine King explained firmly. It was evident that he was begging for Mother’s approval. “It may not completely heal you. But it can slow down whatever virus is inside of you.” “Good sir, you can see my state. An Immortal, weak, fragile, and unable to leave her bed. How can I go to another city with my condition?” she questioned, with a hint of humour and sarcasm in her tone. “Amelia, this matter isn’t to be taken lightly,” the Medicine King scolded her. He continued, “Your situation is already a matter of life and death. If you agree to this treatment, I can go and get the materials needed so we can begin.” “I’m already too ill to handle too much stress. As muc
She looked at me, surprised and baffled. She asked, “Were you eavesdropping again?” “I was about to knock on your door when I heard your conversation. And allow me to say this, Mother: you are acting like a child. You’re not accepting our help and you’re being stubborn,” I replied. Mother giggled gently, careful not to hurt herself. “Robert, I’m only being realistic. And now that you know what we talked about, I have my reasons as to why I’m rejecting any sort of treatment.” “The Medicine King said you believe that your time to die has come,” I raised a brow. “I don’t understand who you can think of that. Aren’t you worried about leaving Elizabeth and me?” “Robert, we all must accept the arrival of our demise,” she said as she reached out a hand to mine. “The Medicine King has treated me like a child when I only reasoned with him. Acceptance is key to everything, including death.” “Mother, please. Stop saying that you’re going to die,” I begged. “You’re going to recover. And you w
As I waited for Nana Olsa, I indulged myself with a giant cake. It sat in the middle of a table near Nana Olsa’s station. It was too delicious to share, so I preferred to eat it on my own. I was too occupied with the cake when someone suddenly asked me from behind, “Robert, what are you doing?” I turned to see Nana, shocked. “Oh, hello, Nana,” I greeted as I moved back an inch. She moved closer to me. A horrified expression rose on her face. Her eyes widened as she asked, “Robert, what have you done to the cake?” “It was on the table and nobody was paying attention to it. So, I thought I could have a few bites,” I replied. “Would you like to have some?” I offered. “Nobody is supposed to touch that because it wasn’t supposed to be touched!” Nana answered as she looked at the entire cake. “What do you mean? Isn’t this supposed to be for dinner?” I asked, baffled. “This was for dinner but this was for the lords! Your father invited them over to celebrate their success in their tra
After she entered the room, I cleared my throat and continued reading. “Robert!” she called out to me, almost screaming. Her voice echoed throughout the room. “Robert, dear!” she continued, her shoes patted loudly onto the floor as she quickly approached me. I sighed as I put the book down. With hesitation, I turned in her direction. “Oh, jolly! I never thought I’d find you here. I haven’t seen you anywhere in the castle, either,” she remarked as she stood in front of me. “I didn’t know you loved to read. James mentioned that you never liked the library.” “As a fellow monarch, I don’t doubt that you know the most common room in a library. And that silence must be observed inside. Even an uneducated person knows that through common sense. You, of all people, should know better,” I said, crossing my arms. I added, “I should be the one asking why are you here? Elizabeth said you were taking care of Mother.” “Oh, forgive me for disturbing the peaceful atmosphere,” she replied as she
Back in my quarters, I made myself comfortable as I read once more. My back rested upon the headboard, with a few pillows behind my back to keep myself supported. Elizabeth was no longer in my room when I returned. Perhaps, she joined James for dinner. So, I was more than ecstatic to have some peace. However, my door opened and upon looking, Elizabeth was here again. “Hello, dear sister.” “Oh, hello, little brother,” she smiled as she closed the door, “I didn’t know you were already back.” She was about to walk towards me when she froze. Her eyes landed on my hands. “Am I seeing this clearly? Is that a book in your hands?” she asked, amazed and in disbelief. “Unfortunately, yes,” I smiled proudly. “This book has proven me wrong. Everything I perceive about reading is completely removed by this,” I explained as she approached me. “Well then, I couldn’t be more proud of you, dear one,” Elizabeth smiled as she sat beside me. “You finally have something better to do, other than being
“Hello, my dear boy,” she smiled as we met halfway. On her left hand, she carried a black, metal lantern whilst her right hand clutched onto her cloak. “Nana, what are you doing here at this time of the night? You can get lost,” I said, worried. She chuckled. “Robert, you must have forgotten that I know this maze like I know the back of my hand. I’m one of the people who planned this maze. Therefore, the chances of me getting lost is none,” Nana explained. “Nana, even if you know it from the inside out, it’s still dangerous. Especially, for someone your age,” I protested. I continued, “You are inside the maze, all alone. Someone can easily sneak from behind you and do something horrible.” “Son, I am more than capable of taking care of myself. You underestimate me too much,” she answered as she held onto my arm. “What brings you here?” she then asked as we walked away from the arc. “I saw your lantern from my balcony. I didn’t know it was you. But I just had to make sure who is ta
“How are you feeling, Mother?” I asked as I helped her sit up. I gently laid Mother’s back against that headboard of her bed. I then put a few pillows to support her back. “I feel weaker as more days pass by,” Mother sighed, her eyes closed as she winced. “Mother,” I sat beside her, holding her hand, “I implore you to give me permission to find the cure,” I begged as I looked straight into her eyes. “Robert, your Aunt Bethilda is already giving me her herbal treatments. She puts it in her tea so I won’t have to taste the bitterness of it,” she replied, taking a pause every now and then to catch her breath. She was so weak, she couldn’t say a single sentence without panting right after. “Mother, I don’t care if she has her own methods to get rid of your illness. It is clear that it’s not of any help with your case,” I hissed. “Please, place your trust in me. Allow me to find the cure that the Medicine King prescribed. I’ll start looking for it today.” “Bethilda said that her herba
A prince had a peaceful night all to himself.His fireplace burned brightly as it kept his quarters warm against the harsh, cold atmosphere outside the old castle he currently resided in. A direct view of the beautiful moon outside his window. And a scrumptious meal right in front of him.He happily dug into his meal, which was something that he hadn’t done in a long while. Not after all the sleepless nights that he had. As well as the days where he pretended in front of his family.‘Ah, finally,’ he thought to himself as he cut through the tender meat on his plate. ‘A night where I can finally enjoy my food.’Just as soon as he was going to take a bite, a knock came upon his door. He groaned as he put his fork down. “Who is it?” he answered, irritated.The door creaked open and a servant called out of the dark. “Prince Benjamin?”“I thought I made it clear that I wanted to be left alone for a few hours,” Benjamin replied as he scratched his forehead.“My apologies, Your Highness, but
“Grandpa Ben?” my brows knitted together as I called out.“What are you doing here? Where did you come from?” I asked as he approached us.Grandpa Ben stopped right before us. He immediately glared at Gonzalo. But Gonzalo didn’t back down. He stared right back at Grandpa Ben.Grandpa Ben then cleared his throat and returned to me. “Go ahead. Bring Laura back. However, I want for the both of you to return safely. If I don’t see you with her, I will never forgive you even in death.”“Have you no regards to his life?!” Gonzalo protested, making us turn to him. “For the sake of getting your daughter back, you’re willing to put the prince at risk?! Don’t you mortals ever think of anything but yourselves?!”“And what about you Immortals? Don’t you do the same?” Grandpa Ben snapped. “I may look like a weak, old man. But I’m well-versed with stories of your kind. I never imagined that the myths of gods and goddesses being selfish were actually true. But you,” he pointed a finger at Gonzalo, “
The moon shone high in the sky as I looked out my bedroom window.The whole room was pitch black, dark as the night sky above. And only the powerful moonlight was able to illuminate my room.Well, at least a portion of it.I was incredibly frustrated with everything that I never bothered to light my torches as night fell.After I returned from James’ study, I remained in my room and did absolutely nothing. I simply sat by the window and drank tea without any signs of stopping. I also requested for an early dinner, an attempt to avoid James during dinner time.I just wanted to be left alone.I just wanted some space.‘I just want progress. Was that too much to ask for?’ my mind shouted, helpless as no one could hear it. And no one bothered to listen or even ask me.Then, a knock on my door echoed throughout the room. But I didn’t answer. I already rejected persistent knockings as I remained in my quarters. Even though someone from the other end called for my name, I never made my prese
Bethilda’s mouth hung in disbelief.“Your Highness, my heart's already breaking for the sacrifice that I am to make. Against my own beliefs and wishes, I am giving you my men to aid your cause. Just because I want them to have some time to prepare, that doesn’t mean I am on the other side of this debacle,” Bethilda protested.She added, “Your impatience will put their lives at risk. And that’s a risk that I will never be willing to take.”I pressed my lips together as my nose flared after a deep sigh. Truth be told, I gave my full respect to Bethilda as she put her servants before anything. However, I couldn’t wait again for a longer time. We already wasted too much time here and we never made any sort of progress in terms of the rescue mission.I cared for Bethilda’s household the same as I did for my own. But we couldn’t afford to wait another week before we could proceed. We didn’t even have the slightest clue on what could be happening within Benjamin’s territory.The mere thought
Bethilda’s eyes widened whilst James immediately turned to my direction.This was the fastest solution that I could think of. James already exhausted all of his efforts for this debacle. I had to do something, even if he didn’t like it.Bethilda looked to James for a moment before she returned to me. “Whatever the reason is for this sudden request of aid, I am afraid that it will do you more harm than good,” she answered. She added, “My soldiers aren’t fully trained for combat. I only trained them to protect and to distract enemies. And besides, I don’t think that His Majesty is in favour of this decision of yours, Your Highness.”“James has already given his all for our cause. We don’t know who to turn to and we are running out of time,” I answered. James’ stare never left but I paid no mind. I had no time to argue with him.Bethilda asked, “Have you reached out to other kingdoms? I know that you are attempting to rescue a friend. If that is the case, shouldn’t it be advised to ask t
“I already sent some of the guards to gather more troops back home.“We don’t know how many men Benjamin has to protect him,” James replied. “As much as possible, I don’t want to spill too much blood, especially within their territory. I don’t want this debacle to cause a scandal. And I also don’t want to destroy our alliance with them. At the same time, we can’t waste the lives of more men, both on his side and ours.”For James to still honour our alliance with Eastern Sun, even after what Benjamin did, was frustrating.Benjamin betrayed me. Trust and loyalty were values that I held in high regard. But Benjamin disregarded that, all because he didn’t get what he wanted.For that action alone, the friendship between our kingdoms was also destroyed. How could we possibly trust a traitor? Even if that person was our ally, it already destroyed their credibility as someone we trusted deeply.However, I understood why James was still worried about the alliance. Eastern Sun wasn’t simply a
Marcus chuckled as he shrugged.He looked down to his feet and replied, “My loyalty to the duchess is more than just of a servant, Your Highness. And even though that was the case for me,” Marcus returned to me, “I never overstepped nor did I ever use my emotions to my advantage. I respected her as my mistress. The person who gave me a home and a new life. Nothing more, nothing less.”Marcus’ response rendered me speechless.Who would’ve thought that a servant would develop strong feelings towards their mistress?Perhaps because of Bethilda’s care towards Marcus, his gratitude slowly turned into something else. Unfortunately, in this world - or in any other world in that retrospect - a relationship between a servant and their master would never be acceptable.I could only feel the ache on Marcus’ behalf as I once felt the same for Laura. That feeling that we wished we were born within the same kind of beings, just so nothing would be able to stand in the way of what we felt for each o
“Thank you for accompanying me all the way here.“For now,” I turned to the two guards behind me, “I would like to have a moment alone.”After I woke up from my nap, I decided to take a quick stroll around the castle grounds. Luckily, the guards told me that Bethilda had a small garden. So, I asked them to show me its location.The two guards shared glances with each other, worried and unsure. One of them replied, “But Your Highness, His Majesty specifically said that should you ask for our company, we are not to leave you alone. Especially when you are outside the castle.”I chuckled. “There is nothing to be scared of, gentlemen. With the location of the duchess’ residence, it’s a bit impossible for enemies to attack from within these walls,” I explained. “At the same time, I don't think that these walls are penetrable from all fronts.”The guards looked at each other again, still uncertain of what to do.I sighed, which made them turn to me. “I assure you, I can manage on my own. I
“And how long have you been in service within the duchess’ household?” I asked the maid in front of me.An hour had already passed and I was still only halfway through the inspection. I had to be very careful when I asked certain questions. At the same time, I had to discern personalities behind prim and proper facades.I couldn’t rush the process even if I wanted to. I didn’t know who could possibly have dark motives against Bethilda so I had to proceed with caution. I didn’t want to be the cause of her death, all because I chose the wrong people to serve her.“I have been serving the duchess for seven years,” the maid replied.“Ah, that would mean that you are fairly new within the household,” I said as I wrote the information down. “In your few years of service, how familiar are you with everything?”Her response was interrupted when my doors suddenly opened. We turned our heads and watched as James entered my room. Immediately, we stood and gave our greetings.“Did I interrupt any