Queen Belinda waited for Philpé, the royal artist, to finish his bow. Then, his assistant bowed the same while juggling the easel and paints.“Your majesty, good morning.” Philpé smiled. Queen Belinda warmed at his charming face. The painter was a handsome man. But this was not a face Belinda expected to see today. It was entirely out of the blue.“Philpé, I didn’t know you were coming. Are you here to do one of my ladies' portraits?”“Ah, no, your majesty.” Philpé shook his head.“ I’m here to paint a miniature of his highness.” Philpé couldn’t hide the prideful smile. It was a rare treat for him to have a one-on-one with royalty. So it made him excited and boastful.“A miniature?” Queen Belinda uttered. Her brow raised, but she relaxed.Of course. Queen Belinda thought. It made sense. It was her husband's affair, after all. Perhaps he’s making it for me. Queen Belinda had her heart flutter. It had been quite the time since she last had his miniature. It was back when they first
Nicoli quickly regretted his choice of picking the maze. It was hot, and the sun also burnt the back of his head. It felt like a magnifying glass burning into his skull. And not to mention the bugs. I hate bees. Nicoli flinched as another flew by. Was it him, or were they venturing too close to his face? Either way, it made Nicoli nervous. Nicoli had been stung last year and swoll up like a balloon. It was a whole ordeal, and Nicoli wasn’t about to forget it. But I have to. Nicoli thought to persevere. Because this was for Ana, Nicoli would put up with it. But, despite his resolve, Nicoli yelped as another bee crossed over his nose. “Ah!” “Your highness?” Philpé, who was busy painting, looked up curiously at the scream. “If you could just stay still a bit longer?” “Ah…okay.” Nicoli sat up but eyed another bee. This one was fatter and slow. It crawled over to another flower. He could hear it hum and whimper. Why did I have to pick this spot? So Nicoli thought and sighed weari
Ana rested her head on the side of the bath. It felt deliciously cold, but she could still feel the heavy air hangover. It was so humid that sweat formed on her brow.It was high noon. It was otherwise known as Nochten’s most dangerous time. Dangerous because it was the hottest part of the day.“Hah,” Ana groaned. She sloshed in the water for relief. The water was still cooler than the air. I’m glad I went in when I did. Ana thought, feeling her body sore from riding. As soon as she was in, she bathed and napped for the afternoon. It was a Nochten custom for both sexes to do so during the hotter months. But Ana found it more than just hiding from the sun. It meant she was given time to her thoughts.No Aunt or Uncle. And no Mykhol to burst in. Ana thought, sloshing in the water.Beyond her, Ana could hear a crane coo as cicadas buzzed. Their drowning gave Ana peace. She pushed to duck down and resurface with a cool gasp.“Naska?” Ana rubbed open her eyes. Naska stepped forward dress
Naska pulled up her thin skirt to better quicken her step. She avoided eye contact with the other servants as she moved. Not that they were dressed better. Everyone was dressed down because of the heat.But still, Naska felt the stares.Let them think about what they want. So Naska thought before lifting her head higher. Despite being a fallen woman, Naska never felt guilty. She didn’t care. And she didn't care about them.There is only one person who does. Naska picked up her pace. The doorman made no qualms about letting her in. He’d seen Naska many times before that he didn't bat an eye. "Be long?" The doorman asked to make small talk. But Naska didn't respond. Instead, she passed without a word and entered the room. Inside, Naska found the room not as spacious as Ana’s, but she preferred it better.Mykhol has a better taste. So Naska thought, looking at the gold and rubies. She felt herself swell with pride at it. His room was fit for a king. Not like that stupid little girl an
“Mama, I don’t need another suit,” Nicoli said with a great pout. "Hmm?" Queen Belinda busied herself by flipping through the catalog the tailor provided. Unfortunately, she only peered up to check that Nicoli was looking.“I think I have enough.” Nicoli went on as the tailor stretched the measuring tape over his chest.“Wouldn’t you like something nice to wear to your party?” Queen Belinda returned with a purpose. She knew this would entice him. And it worked quickly.“My party?” Nicoli brightened.“I’m having a party?”“Oh no, I spoke too soon.” Queen Belinda threw a hand over her mouth. “It was meant to be a surprise.” While she lamented, Queen Belinda carefully watched Nicoli. She could see him grow even brighter with excitement.Good. Belinda thought and hid a smile.“A surprise party for me!?” Nicoli bounced up at the idea.“Yes, my dear.” Queen Belinda couldn’t be more pleased. She knew Nicoli loved parties, especially when everyone brought their children. Nicoli, to no on
When Nicoli finished crying, he threw cool water on his face. The water was icy and almost burned as he splashed. Nicoli had to splash a few more times to calm down. But when he felt ready, he returned directly to where he wanted to be.“Your majesty?” Philpé stood up with surprise at seeing Nicoli coming. But the sight of him was more concerning. Nicoli’s eyes were puffy, and his cheeks pink.“Are you alright?”“Can you paint today?” Nicoli moved to sit on the bench. He tried to keep his head up despite how he felt. It felt like everything was out of sorts.The painting should take my mind off things. Nicoli thought. But here, sadly, Philpé fell short.“I’m afraid not, your majesty. The light has changed. It’s dark now. The coloring will be off.”“Oh…” Nicoli shrank into his seat. Philpé looked to his assistant with a confused frown. But the man was as lost as him. Neither understood what was going on.“So, you can’t paint,” Nicoli repeated as new tears sprang up. Nicoli moved to pre
Ana could almost feel Mykhol’s intense stare even though it wasn’t at her. He was staring down Admiral Nugen as if he were some fly. But she was at a loss for why.Did something happen? Ana thought, trying to recollect. She had not seen anything before. Ana was stumped.What could make this volatile atmosphere? The sound of the cicada brought Ana back. She now noticed her surroundings. The sun was rising. It was going to be high noon soon.Underneath her shawl, Ana could feel herself sweat. It was going to be another hot one. Too hot to do anything soon. And with that thought, Ana decided it was time she ended things.“Rise, Admiral Nugen.”“Your Empress,” Nugen moved with a grace that surprised Ana. Looking at his face, she guessed him to be middle-aged. But despite that, he still carried himself well. “What news do you have?” “Your Empress, the Bulgeons are-”“Oh, not again with this!” Mykhol interrupted. He made a show of doing an eye-roll that sparked laughter. But the laugh so
Ana mulled over the new information in the bath. It helped distract her mind as Naska scrubbed. She was rough with Ana to the point of pain, leaving her skin red and sour. Ana had to wonder if it was because she was being thorough.Everything has a purpose. Ana dismissed. Naska is just heavy-handed. She’s not like Maddie. Maddie was always gentle. It was vague, but Ana could still recall the feeling of her hands. They were always warm and soft. And they smelt of soap.But Naska is not Maddie. Ana pulled away from her thoughts. I shouldn’t hold any expectations. Naska is doing her job. Ana didn’t have to think any harder than that. Just let it be.“Your quiet today, your Empress” Ana was surprised to hear Naska speak. She usually didn’t talk.It also brought Ana to the present. She was now aware of how hard Naska was scrubbing. She flinched after Naska raked down her arm.“You're being too rough.”“Apologise, your Empress.” Nasaka excused, but by now, she was done. She went for a