Moments were running, eaten up by time clicking.Celestine looked down, the floor of the castle where she put her bare feet on appeared so shining. She could see her own reflection. She exhaled heavily.“If I say ‘No’ to him….I am afraid of losing my father in his isolation for good…” she paused, gulped and stared at Valentino helplessly. “It means I lost my kingdom forever, the people of the Sapphire Island Kingdom will lost their beloved king…I don’t want that happens.” She scoffed softly and looked away for seconds.Valentino sighed.“If I agree to take his offering to marry me, I should be ready to lose my dignity as a princess and I become his sixth mistress and…I …” her voice was choked in her throat, she gazed at Jacques and bit her lower lip before turning down her face. She inhaled.Jacques took a deep long inhale. He stared at his lover, the princess who was in dilemmatic situation.“I will embarrassed my people. I am a princess from this majestic kingdom who never b
Valentino was scrutinizing the tax notification letter.“They’re charging you two millions and half…” he changed his sight direction to Celestine.“It’s quite expensive. You think you can collect that amount of money?” He bridged his eyebrows.Celestine shook her head. “We are lucky enough since several days ago there were donations from a kindhearted person. So, we can survive from starvation.”She paused, “We have living stocks. How if we breed them, then sell their products to the market? But, it will take time to do it…” she turned up her face.Valentino sighed. “You should try to negotiate.”She shrugged. “I think I should go there today…” she looked up to Madam Heather. “Start from now, please produce those diaries and not for our own consumption but we release them to the market…”Heather nodded. “I think we can do it.”Valentino nodded and beamed a smug. “Good point to start.”Celestine rose from her seat and went down to the room to get some pieces of paper with
Celestine stopped riding the horse in the front of Moustache’s mansion. She peeked through the hole and found the man was in a ragged costume as usual. She smirked to find him there was busy acting as simply a gardener.“Psssttt…” Celestine tried to get his attention. She stopped and looked around before continuing to speak her password. “I see the ocean is crying and sand is kissing their sadness…” she paused, she smiled widely to see her password attracted the man’s attention.He curled his eyebrows and stared at the hole. He pulled up his black ragged old hat from hiding his face.Celestine continued, “a mermaid’s tail was stuck …” she covered her mouth with hand from laughing.The man got up, speaking to the other men to open the gate. He was waiting on his place.He cleared his throat seeing Celestine entering the gate.“Another considered password, my princess.” His heavy tone of voice commented on Celestine’s password.“Are you leaving your hidden place?” he asked he
“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
It was about to reach dusk. Celestine got down from Storm, the horse, and skulked to the gate of Moustache's mansion. She knocked the gate three times with a pause. She peeked into the hole. Storm stood behind her and he bent his head down to follow Celestine. She saw a man in black ragged suits and wearing a ragged hat in the front yard, taking care of the garden. ‘He’s Moustache in disguise.’ She cleared her throat to catch the man’s attention. The man gazed at the gate. "The Shadow from the East is surrounded by some clouds, the tornado will come probably." She paused, taking a long breath. "Afraid of being caught by the dinosaur king." A pair of eyes appeared and peeked in the hole. "What??? Is he just ancient or about to extinct?" It was Moustache. He asked those men, guarding and helping him to open the gate and took the horse to the stable. "It wasn't enraptured prose as the password." Moustache complained as both of them walked to the mansion. He sigh