A Dream, Can It Come True?!
episode 02 {Dad, your nature is strange!}

...A dream, can it come true?!...

Azerentra, the oldest and most historic noble family. That said, no one knows how the origin of this family was formed. Many rumors and gossip accompanied the high shadow of the name of Azerentra.

"Emperor in the shadows..!"

"The real ruler of The Emperor..!"

"The descendants of the Dragon…"

Everyone is conspiring about how this family was formed, comparing between The Emperor and the Grand Duchy, who would be strongest if war were to happen?!

Noble…

His majesty..

"Your Majesty, are you listening to my words?!"

Suddenly the daydreams and all the conspiracies that were in my brain came to a halt, bringing myself back to reality, perhaps. I looked at the wrist, it was treated and bandaged well and it was also very neat. Turning my eyes back, I saw someone crouching down, a little like kneeling down. He's a doctor, looking at the clothes and suitcases he's carrying, it seems like he's gone here in a hurry. "When did you come?" worst habit, instead of saying thank you I asked, blame my father's genes on this…!

The doctor looked a little surprised, but after a few seconds his face immediately changed into a smile. "I came just as His Highness the Grand Duke called, about a few minutes ago" he replied, he stood up from his sitting position and cleaned and put all medical devices into the suitcase neatly and as quickly as possible.

I didn't answer, just kept quiet and kept looking around. The place is still in the dining room, and only filled by me and the doctor, all the food is still neatly arranged and my used blood is still printed clearly on the floor as well as the table. Disgusting…!

My two thick black eyebrows were fused together, all expressions of disdain I could not hide, it really looked very clear. "Have they not cleared all this?" I asked myself, but it was heard by the doctor and he answered.

"Grand Duke was too panicked, the child samata wayang that he had pierced his own hand. How can he think right?" the doctor replied with a crisp laugh at the end of the sentence.

"Really.." I just kept quiet and talked to myself in my heart, thinking about how my father's face looked over what happened a few minutes ago. How yes? Did he express himself? Is he worried about me? How's she? I wonder…

What do you think of me when you look at me? What feeling? How does he see me? Hate, honey or what? I want to know everything…! I want to be closer to him, more than anything. But I guess, that's impossible for me to get, and the fact that makes my chest tight..

"Young master, we've arrived in your bedroom..!"

"...yes"

I don't know how I've been in front of my bedroom, but whatever I don't care, it's just gonna be a dream. I'm sure it is…!

'Blam!'

I walked towards my big bed, throwing the body of this already very sleepy teenager to arrive at dreamland, more precisely to wake up from a dream.

'Tock.tok..click..'

The sound of knocking from the door made my eyes open again, I quickly got up and sat down. From the doorway I saw someone start to come in, he's my father. Come here with a tray with food and drinks, for me maybe..?

'Blam!'

A faint smile appeared on his face, he looked happy. " Good then!" he said he began to step onto the sofa by the window of my bedroom, putting down a tray of food and a glass of milk. He sat on the couch, his bluish irises staring at me "Come, you haven't had dinner yet. Sick later..!" it sounded like a command, but it was softer.

Without a word I began to rise from the bed, approaching her relaxed self sitting on the sofa. I sat down and picked up the food he was carrying, it was quite strange. Emboldened to ask, I saw father's bluish eyes "What is this?" ask her.

"Name of sandwich, I made it myself. The chef must have been sleeping or was busy, so I made it as simple as possible, the point was that it was still quite edible. No poison so, eat it.."

"Dad, make it yourself? Cooking?"

Hearing the words that came from my mouth he looked surprised, I do not know which part made him surprised, but after a few seconds his face returned expressionless. "Yes, that's food on the battlefield. Stuffed bread, fresh bread stacked with cheese, lettuce, tomatoes and grilled meat if you can, to make it more palatable I tried to burn it a little. If you don't like it don't eat it! That doesn't matter!"

"It's delicious.."

"Good!" dad smiled thinly, nodded a few times, as if he was very proud of what he was doing and it was quite funny..

I looked into my father's bluish eyes, "I didn't know that you're good at cooking, I think you'd be a chef" I laughed crisply at the end of the sentence.

"You'll be the son of a head chef then." Dad chimed in, laughed along.

That night, under the moonlight reflecting from the window, we laughed happily. Never imagined if we could talk this much, for some reason now I start to hope, if everything I am experiencing right now is really reality, not just a dream.

"Can you sleep here? Dad's room is far away, but I'm sleepy.."

"What did you ask? This is dad's house, it's all dad's, you can sleep anywhere you want no one will protest!" I answered her question, returning to a small laugh as father laughed at the answer I gave.

"You're right, then what if this is dad's bedroom too? Isn't it okay, young master Azerentra?"

"Where can I, this is my bedroom, you can only stay the night if I allow it!" I protested, and was met with laughter from my father. Wah.. If this was in my past life, I might never be able to see this situation, just talking could be counted fingers.

"Yes you're right, just tonight.."

"Only tonight." I said, repeating my father's words. I began to get up and walk towards the bed, laying on my stomach.

'Bruk!'

"Dad! I almost fell!"

"sorry"

Tonight was really the best night I've had, had it never been over and had it really been, had it. "When I open my eyes, will it all be over? Can I hope this is all reality, if it is true. If only.." I spoke to myself inwardly, hoping that this would really be true. Well, whatever if this is reality or a dream my goal is only one Destroying the Empire, be it a ghost or indeed a true return to the past.