Madam Victoria entered the room. Wrapping in her crème tone long dress, that mature woman, younger couple of years than King Dragon. Her feathered hat was beaming as she moved her head. “My Lord.” She half bowed in the man’s sight. King Dragon stopped writing something and looked at her. “Yes, Victoria. What do you want to talk my dear?” He continued writing again, waiting for her to speak up. “Is it about your trading ship?” He kept writing and ignored the woman walking to approach his working desk. “Is it the only matter you concern of? Is it all about my mercantile wealth to support you, my King? All kind of matters to you? All above others than my deepest considerate concern of other rest matters instead of yours?” She waved her fan and swayed in more elegant manner. King Dragon sighed, stopped writing and leaned his back towards the seat. “Why you said something irritated like that? Among other mistresses, you are the only one I allow to appear in the fr
Ersa rode Storm, the black horse, like a whirling wind before any soldiers of King Othello found her fleeing from the castle. Storm moved his legs so fast, he had been trained to dance with the wind, the path seemed be blown by his speedy pace, blew the dust and the dead leaves as it was so powerful determined heading to the place where Celestine told Ersa…The Squad’s headquarter. At the moment, Ersa left the castle, Celestine was wandering around under her thick mantle, to take a deep look around the huge building where she was living with some of the kingdom staffs, they were loyal noble family members and the servants who gave their whole time for the sake of kingdom. She saw there was indifferent chunk of the people disguise. They looked at her as the same person before the rumors spread along the kingdom. “Weren’t you afraid of me?” She stopped in the front of a door room where a small family were living. The head of the family used to be a good merchant before King
Celestine rose from the bench, she walked to approach the shadow of a woman wrapped in her hoodie mantle. She turned around to Celestine after closing the door of the stable. Ersa had put Storm into the stable. They both then walked into the castle. Under the candle light and a torch hang over the wall, the two of them took a seat and was ready to have a dinner in the dining room. It was a very plain dinner for any noble family members. There were two pieces of bread, two bowls of leftover soup. “I do apologize that all of we’ve got for your dinner.” A woman came out from the kitchen and served them the dishes. Celestine beamed at her. “How about you? How about the soldiers and the families who living in this castle? Have they got their own dinner?” She looked at the dishes and sucked the air into her lungs as she felt grateful, something she learned from the time, changed her spoiled attitude towards different perspective in looking at life she spent so far. “If you
King Dragon got down from his horse, asking for a man with his kingdom uniform to keep the horse in its place. Oliver had stood in the front of his accommodating place and looked quite taunted to approach him. “Where have you been?” He asked in his curious tone to King Dragon. “Business should be done.” King Dragon smirked and glinted at the young man. Oliver’s brunette hair was being messed up by the wind. He looked at King Dragon with his squinted eyes as the wind played his hair, covering his eyes. “What’s matter, Young Man?” King Dragon began to walk to the porch and waited for a lady attendant to serve him a morning drink. Oliver followed him from behind. He scurried and paused to turn around, observing the environment with his curious look. It had been two days running after his father, King Othello issued a commanding letter for Oliver’s cousin from different bloodline of the great grandmother. King Dragon pulled out his leathered gloves and put them on t
“Your Majesty.” Prince Hawthorne rushed his steps to catch King Dragon. He was accompanied by a young good-looking Knight Theodore. They were coming from their kingdom ship, reached the port that morning, to anchor for a couple weeks in that kingdom’s harbor. Spending a half hour by riding horses to visit the place where King Dragon just spent his morning walk. King Dragon stopped walking, turned around as the voice captured a familiarity in his ears. “Prince Hawthorne.” He pulled out his two arms, was ready to give a warm hug. Prince Hawthorne smiled at him, his appearance was splitting the image with his father, King Edgar, the kingdom under the empire. Brunette gingered, wavy hair with medium length haircuts, a pair of warm eyes as brown as chestnut colored, pale skin as the Nordic men typically appeared, broad shoulder and was averagely taller. “We came to give you a surprise.” Hawthorne giggled and held the arms of King Dragon. “Yes. It’s a big surprise then. You
Ersa sighed, looking occasionally at her royal princess, talking about her thought to submit her nobility. “It’s not the right thing.” She denied Princess Celestine’s plan, sounded silly in her ears. The air was full of confusion inside the room. “I should. If it will prevent me, that King cancels his plan to marry me.” Celestine tried to explain. “I am going to do it.” She sighed eventually. Ersa sucked a heap of air. She looked away. “It’s lunatic decision, Your Majesty.” Her hands continued to arrange some flower stems in the vase. Those flowers she picked up in the castle’s garden. The lounge room looked apparently fresher then. Celestine sighed, a big heave up emerged on her chest. “At least we can try to vanish out in a thin air.” Her breasts behind the lower cleavages as a young noble woman normally wearing in the kingdom appeared to haul up as she sighed. At the same time, inside the mansion where King Dragon was having a party with his guests, Prince Hawth
All the eyes kept their shoots at Eagle. He inhaled and put a clean clothing from the wardrobe. He wore it and covered his upper naked body with the long white sleeve shirts. Bridge yawned. He seemed quite bored of waiting. “Sorry,” Eagle grinned, realized all men’s eyes were at him. Waiting for him to tell them what was going on inside King Dragon’s mansion, they sniffed something was planned there. “Huh…” he sighed, rested himself on a couch. “Bad things could happen.” He clenched both hands, rested his elbows on thighs as he leaned his upper body forward. “King Dragon had made a bet on Princess Celestine.” Moustache looked at him with his two eyebrows were skewed. “A bet on what?” Eagle sighed. “Hawthorne asked him to make the wedding ceremony moving forward, or King Dragon should be ready to let Hawthorne taking over his castle in Middle Stones.” He rubbed his forehead as he was thinking. “Other words to say that King Dragon will replace our king, King Victor.”
“How’s your people doing?” King Dragon hailed a conversation as they were walking around the garden inside the palace. He stared at her from her side and his fingers were moving to get closer Celestine’s hair. “What do you mean by asking that question?” Celestine stopped her steps, writhed fingers and turned around. She found King Dragon’s fingers was above her head and as she looked at him, his fingers suddenly were pulled down. Celestine sighed. She saw he was grinning, seductive but she wasn’t wrapped her emotion about him, unless he had triggered her alertness. “Don’t you dare touching me. I am not yours and I have a man already.” She hissed at him. Her eyes were bulging with gritted teeth as she spoke. King Dragon stammered and looked away. “I just saw something falling on your hair.” He grinned innocently but it made Celestine scoffed and folded her arms. ‘Bullshit, he must try to touch me. Eww…’ Celestine pulled out a dagger from behind her coat. “Do it again,
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
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
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
The breakfast time was interrupted. Everybody jumped off from the seat in a shock when a big snake fell down from a tree and it was laid down on the table.The snake looked so fierce and kept hissing at every one around her.Valentino exhaled heavily and he swayed her with his hand.The snake fell down to the ground and it slithered away to disappear behind the bushes.“Stop! I don’t want you hiding there. Go disappear and back to your place…” Valentino gazed at the snake.The snake seemed understanding to what Valentino commanding to her. She stopped, stared at Valentino and hissed to him. Valentino opened his clenched fingers and there was a green light coming out from his palm. The light hit the snake. The snake screamed loudly after being hit by the light from Valentino’s palm. It hissed so loud before it really disappeared, eaten by some smokes.Celestine gasped. The pendant on her bracelet was shining brightly.At the same time, inside the Royal Palace of the Sapphire
“Jacques, wake up!” Celestine shook the man’s body, he rested on the same bed with her and inside her bedroom. She hooped off from the bed and ran to the window after trying to wake him up.“We are already in the Hermosa Catolina castle!” She shouted in a surprise to Jacques who just opened his eyes.He looked around and got up instantly from the bed. He wiped off his eyes as he yawned.“Where am I?” He revolved his eyes around the room before turning to Celestine. He found her was standing by the window, putting her big smile on the lips and leaning on her uplifting arms towards the window’s sills.She was taking a long inhale and closed her two eyes. She turned around and looked at him. “In my bedroom.”Jacques hauled his eyebrows. “Your bedroom?” he paused, looked deeply confused, his forehead was curled up and his squeezed eyes looked around.Celestine nodded. “How? Didn’t we spend night in the free land last night?” Jacques asked again.He saw she shrugged. “I don’t kn
Jacques tried to get up. He leaned on one of his arms. His breaths still ran after the horror captivated him.Valentino helped him and brought him a flask of water he got from Celestine. He helped Jacques to take some sips of water.“Thanks…” Jacques whispered as he wiped his lips. He turned his head to Celestine.“Princess Celestine?” He looked at her with his eyes full of surprise and curiosity. He squeezed his eyes and curled up his nose.Celestine nodded. She gulped hard. The silence thudded each mind…leaving some traces blowing into the air. Some questions remained inside the throat, wanted to come out.Valentino raised his two eyebrows and he gazed at the young woman taking a seat next to him with his questioningly stare. “Are you a princess?” he asked in doubtful voice.He saw the young woman hesitantly nodded and her stare turned back to the man who leaning towards him.“How did you come here?” Celestine asked with her curious eyes towards Jacques.Jacques got up and
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 s
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
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