Prince Valentino's POV: I don’t know why this fate is happening to me, as hard as the stone, I wish I didn’t pass the Milky Way. I could indulge myself from finding the pieces of my falling down kingdom on this planet, but it seems the longer the journey I’ve been taking on the planet, I am seeing the planet slowly has lost its balance…The pieces of the kingdom wall stones I need to collect to stabilize it again. Valentino sighed, he walked along the bushes, he could feel how starving had the stomach of that wolf. He must be separated from his tribe…or he was expelled from its own pack…I must help him to find something to eat. I could feel his painful stomach because he’s so starving…he hadn’t eaten anything for days…the universe should make a balance, I see his fate to become a leader of pack of wolves someday…he’s having an alpha quality as a leader…he’s too young to die so sadly. The universe still needs him to make a balance and I will do anything to help him to survive…
Fog started to fall, strolling down the valley and wrapping the land underneath.Hermosa Catolina was sunk in its silent smoky night. The chilling air began to take control into the building and people living inside the castle. Making to shiver human bodies, causing people with some bones failed to move under its uneasy coldness.All the people were resting on their beds, sinking their mindful thinking heads into the thick blankets. Only some men were being in charge of guarding the castle’s front gate from the balcony, they could spread their sights as like the eagles observing the surroundings.“You have any ideas where Princess Celestine and Ersa are hiding?” A young soldier man asked to his more mature man with beard. He sucked a deep breath and at the time, he breathed out and opened his mouth, some breathing air coming out.His friend turned his head and grabbed a flask of fermented drink to warm his body from the cold night. “You think they’re hiding?” he handed the young m
Morning reached at the boundaries of the Wallachian and the Kernelithium kingdom. Under the laws between two kingdoms, inside the forbidden woods where Celestine and Ersa were hiding themselves from either king Dragon’s men or King Othello’s men.Storm was waiting outside the house, they prepared to go to the near village for getting some errands.They stopped at the village where people welcomed them warmly as they did some days ago.“This is a favorite dish for breakfast in this village.” A man in his around forties served them the dishes, some berries with some boiled eggs, served with fermented pickles and cheese bread. He brought also two glasses of cold goat milk. He introduced himself as Edgar, the owner of the restaurant where Ersa and Celestine were taking their breakfast.Ersa widened her eyes as she took a spoon of breakfast meal into her mouth. “Good combination. Thank you, Sir.”The man beamed at them, leaving the two for enjoying their breakfast while Storm got his
Celestine stepped forward and she sheathed her swords. Some creaking sounds as if something was walking on some scattered dried twigs and branches on the ground.She kept waiting for something to come approach. It held tension, she felt her blood streaming faster in her vessels, her heartbeats thudded so faster than they were before. She bit her lips and gripped her sword tightly.A shadow of a man sneaked out from the hedges in front of her. Celestine gasped. She kept waiting.“You again?!” she hissed as a young man came out behind the hedges. His face was quite familiar…and his unfamiliar scent too.Valentino sneered and brushed off the prickets of bushes.“Good evening…” he tried to be nice with a greeting smirk. He stood in front of her eyes. He looked around and found out some crumbles and apple remains on the ground.“Any food?” He curled up his lip. He stared at her with his gloomy begging eyes. He scoffed and raised his one of eyebrows.Celestine sighed. She was r
“Don’t you dare to argue what I am telling you, Celestine…” King Dragon looked at the young woman who was standing in front of him. He could see the flames burning inside her eyes…flames of anger. “You are not my king. I don’t have to submit to any words coming out from your royal mouth…” Celestine hissed. Her lips were tightly clenched. Her stare at him was so intense without any blinks a second as she gritted her teeth. Their eyes were locked and both of them were standing with each of hands clenched. King Dragon smirked bit that it appeared to sneer in cynical expression. “You want to see my power right to your eyes, huh…?” He tried to grab the wrist of the woman with appearance like a noble woman. “Don’t you dare touching me, a princess of this kingdom!” Celestine snapped with flying off the handle to the hand of King Dragon from touching her. King Dragon laughed. “Don’t touch me???” He paused, created a haze of silence within them. His gaze was eating piece by
Storm stopped running as they reached the border between the Sapphire Island Kingdom and the Wallachian kingdom. He marched along the path under the shady big trees to a hidden mansion among the woods. Celestine got down and walked along with the horse next to her, standing in the front of wall gate with a small hole to peek inside or outside. The mansion was captured as an abandoned castle, sturdy building with rambled plants on its wall. It was hidden among the high shady trees, appearing like a pearl inside its muddy shell. A man with ragged clothes was standing in the front of gate after Celestine knocked the gate three knocks with pause. “Who are you?” He peeked out. Celestine beamed at him. “The shadow from the east coming out, the haze of silence will be disappeared behind…Smoky mountains have their rules as well as the stormy hearts…” she peeked inside. Telling him those magic words, turning around to see whether there was or not someone following her. She
The Voice of Nature…it was the first song going to play. It began with sounding the song of birds from the violins and the flutes. The artificial fountain delivered bubbling water and all the attendants were nailed on their seat. Their soul began to be captured into an imaginary world. Airing the room, the imaginations were drawn to small river downing the creek with the splashing water from bathing birds. Waiting for the next… The playing sound of the harps then began to take another breathtaking session. It came like the whispers from the garden of angels. Taking all the breaths from the audiences inside the kingdom’s hall. King Dragon rose to get applauses as his song finished to play. He sighed after faking a wide prideful smile. His eyes were scattering the room, looking for a woman’s figure in a red dress he bought. He returned to his seat next to the hosted King and his Queen, rested his hand on the chin. They were taking seats on the highest row among the o
“See you next, my love…” Jacques swathed Celestine with his warmth. His soft smile drained the flame inside Celestine to not touch his lips with her gentle stares. Otherwise, she held that desire, sensing every ponder of her heart but she bit her lips. The harbor breezes blew his hair, he held the hat back as the wind bustling. Celestine smiled and gripped the young man’s fingers as if there was no much time left to spend with him, racing the horse ridings, catching some butterflies around the suburbs, or laughing together for silliness and crazy stupid stories or jokes, listening to him playing a flute or a guitar for her and let her admiring the beauty he possessed with some poems she wrote to dedicate for him. Her heart still yearned for him to stay. She sighed. The ship would bring him back to his kingdom was whistling. “Take care yourself, Jacques.” Jacques looked at into her eyes. “Could I practice what you taught me?” Celestine widened her eyes. “Not in the front