Aksaberyl
Trititia Tower

..."Time has changed but the bad memories of the past continue to haunt me to this day. Should I reveal it for your sake? or should I take this revenge for myself and yourself?"...

...~ Aksa Oliga De Ramor ~...

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If someone asks me what it's like to be in love, I won't answer because I've never felt it. But I often hear one of the symptoms that someone will feel a strange vibration or pounding in his chest and the pounding feels foreign, he said, not a beat of fear like seeing a ghost but more towards a happy debate with something to wait for.

And now I feel a strange noise, not a fear of seeing ghosts but I don't know what kind of debate this is. Moreover, this debate was caused by a foreign man I do not know.

"Crown Prince?" ask me to make sure.

"Yes" he answered.

Meaning he's a faceless figurine I've seen while visiting the tourist attractions of Istana de Ramor before moving in Mensi, right? it turns out that not only his digitized not visible face now also the same.

"Pardon me Crown Prince for my presumptuous actions that hurt you" I said, but all my body moved on its knees in front of him.

Although I don't remember what happened to me in the past but in fact my body still knows the manners here.

"It doesn't have to be like this." she said and helped me to stand up. "But do you remember now?" ask her.

"No, I don't remember anything about you" I replied. "Have we ever met? I feel a little strange about the Prince's question."

"Hhaahhh .. It's just me who remembers you, huh?" her shrewd.

He didn't answer my question, did I ask the wrong question? I feel uncomfortable asking her about it.

He went out from before me and stood towards this window, I saw him from behind. His back and shoulders look solid when viewed from here. Although covered by clothes that look quite luxurious must be a lot of muscles formed there, maybe Wasa's body with the Crown Prince is also not much different.

Actually, I was so curious about what was hidden behind that mask. Does he cover his face with strangers? or does he have a disease that can't be shown to others? maybe he'll be offended if I ask him his reasons. I don't want to look for nobility, I don't want Chalya's torture repeated on me.

"Everything just walked away, the boy who had not grown up yet and without any strength could only look on from inside the room sadly. Many things have been lost .. whether it was taken by force or indeed it was his destiny disappeared and when he had found the sought but unfortunately it is not the same anymore," he said suddenly.

What does this guy mean?

"Are you hungry? it's been three days that you've been unconscious" she said, turning back to me.

He didn't continue his words just now and I didn't want to ask too many questions even though I was curious.

"Compared to that, can I just go home? I just want to go home" I asked.

"Let's stay a few more days here, after which I'll take you home" he replied and began to leave me.

"Your food is next to that bed" he pointed out. "Let's talk again" he continued before closing the door.

I looked in the direction she mentioned but a door lock made me afraid, she wanted to lock me up here?

I hastily approached the door of the room and when I was about to open it it turned out that the door had been locked, now should I believe his words?

Even though he said strange things and treated me as if I was an important person but to eliminate the trauma that happened to me it was very difficult coupled with him locking me in a room that I don't know where this is.

I walked to the corner of the room, to a darker corner than the other corner. I sat there without touching the food that was said. If I remember again maybe it's been a week I disappeared without news to Wasa, Grandpa Genio and OL. Wasa must have met me immediately after his assignment, Grandpa Genio who might have been angry at me for not going to work and OL I don't know.

Although I used to say lonely when entering the old house when alone but now I miss it more than this place. Eve that feels cold here even though it is very bright outside, is very upside down.

I buried my whole face between my knees, thinking about how to get out of here. The door was locked and there was only an open window but if I tried to escape through this tall window it was possible that I would die on the spot.

So I can be sure I can't escape, damn it!

"Like her there's no hope for me" I said.

"I can't escape anymore but why should one save me the Crown Prince? he could have left me who was just a commoner or he might have intended to make me his slave so I could have avenged the buds who had helped me. Ahhhh!!! I was so weird just now from the tone of his voice just like worrying about me there's no way he's so worried about wanting me to be his slave, that's weird!"

"But it does not rule out the possibility that it actually happens, ta— but why my heart does not agree with the possibility? is this the effect of my condition that is still weakened so by talking I'm avoiding? ahhhh!!! I don't know, I want to sleep."

Tired of arguing with myself I choose to sleep, if I continue my headaches will increase and I still do not want to touch the food even though now my stomach is thrashing asking for food.

I started to close my eyes, calm my mind and start imagining beautiful things but even one of the wonderful things of my life were unimaginable in my head.

"Even at a time like this, good memories don't come to calm me down." I also started to fall asleep with disappointment.

The sound of footsteps rang out loud in my ears, those heavy-sounding footsteps with a few hurried footsteps. The voice slowly drew closer and a door was heard as the footsteps stopped.

Am I dreaming again?

"What do you mean now? I told you to stay here and you tried to escape with all your futile efforts!" the heavy voice of a man.

"Your Majesty, please calm yourself" said someone.

"You're silent Xavier this is none of your business!" the man called King.

"My jaw! why are you doing that?!" reset King.

"I want to see Mom! I don't want to be locked up in this fucking tower!" shouted a boy in a voice full of anger.

"Don't yell in front of me!"

A quite loud slap was heard in this room, some screeches came out of the other mouth because of the shock of what happened and the mockery that just kept coming out of the King's mouth.

At first I was so sure it was just a dream, but why does this dream feel so real? even the pain of that loud slap was as if I could feel.

"That Begins the King .. I beg you not to slap the Prince again, the Prince can die if slapped again Your Majesty," said worried man named Xavier.

"This kid can't be spoken to and won't even obey my orders! the only way he had to be beaten was to understand. Waiter, bring the whip!" king's Order.

In haste some servants took the whip which the King commanded.

"Dad can't stop me! if you don't tell me where mom is I'll keep looking for her! even if my father drunks me over and over again I won't give up. Why don't you tell me where Mom is? why won't everyone answer my question on that one?!" reply to the boy.

After a few seconds no one spoke, only a rough sigh was heard and a gripping atmosphere occurred.

"So that's what you want? alright I'll make it happen, where's the whip!!" shouted the King.

"Your Majesty the King .. I beg you, do not whip the Prince," Xavier said with a rest before the King.

"Surge you Xavier! I won't tolerate your actions if you stand up for them again!" The king threw Xavier's body violently. Because of the King's threat, Xavier is afraid even though his little heart wants to protect Aksa.

"Servant!!! drag that selfish kid here!" the King's orders on his subordinates.

"You have no authority to decide that because I'm the only king here!" reply the King with a face full of anger as well.

Without further ado the King whipped the body of Prince Aksa in front of the servants who were grimacing and even crying. They can't stand the sad sight a father takes of his son and I'm not strong.

The frail body of a boy who was continuously beaten by his father was slowly spitting out fresh blood, he said, the sound of her screams of pain echoing in this room also did not escape the oath of absorbency that constantly came out of her mouth.

"You're not my father! you're even more cruel than the devil!" hardik Aksa's. "I swear by my blood that I will never forgive you until I die!" continue her.

And the mockery Aksa addressed to the King is only considered the last wind, then, because the King does not criticize his actions even more eager to whip Aksa's body as if he is not a King and a father who loves his child.

The hysterical cries that grew louder and louder in my ears made me feel less powerful and ended up covering both my ears, what did I hear and see this was not just a dream but what kind of dream was this until it all felt so real?

Really, I've hated this since I moved in.

"Ril ... Beryl!" I faintly heard a voice calling to me.

"Beryl ... What's wrong? you why?" ask her.

The dream I saw was slowly fading away and then changing with a light that made my eyes glare when I opened it. Several times I blinked my eyes, trying to focus my blurry eyes until I met this man.

"why are you crying? look ... Your face is so puffy," said his words that I didn't even notice his hand touching my face. My reflexes were to rewind my body to keep my distance from this man.

I look around, am I still in the same place or have I moved? but here all I see is dark and a candle that the man is holding.

It was night time, apparently, I slept too long.

"Beryl ..." call her.

About the dream just now I was so curious and this curiosity I could not bear.

"What is this place? I mean what room is this dark, cold and pathetic?" ask me instead of answering her question instead I ask her another question.

With the light from the candle held her I could see her mixed eye movements, a second look sad but the next second her eyes widened like she was angry.

"Pathetic?" ask her.

Am I making him angry now?

"Ma— I mean not—"

"True .. This place is sad or perhaps very sad. That's what you feel here, isn't it? so that the food I brought was untouched by you, "he replied without seeing me.

He walked back to me towards the wide open window, letting the night wind in to just greet the awkward atmosphere inside this room.

"Oohh that .. I fell asleep," said I who did not know what to say to melt this atmosphere.

"So you asked what room this is?" ask him to make sure.

"Yes, but if the Prince does not want to answer it is okay," said I resigned.

"Why is the astonishment you're resigned to? aren't you curious?" ask her and turn your body towards me.

I threw my face in the other direction, although I could not see his face but the eyes behind the mask felt so piercing and made me uncomfortable.

He was actually looking at me with what look?

"I'm sorry Your Highness the Prince if I'm so presumptuous" I said looking for safety.

"Hahhh ...."

He breathed a long breath, one hand ruffled his hair and the other still held the candle, for some reason I felt a bit of frustration from him.

"I'll answer your curiosity but can you promise me one thing?" ask her.

"But I—"

"I don't accept rejection from you, I just want an undeniable agreement" he said, forcing me to.

I kept quiet and didn't want to answer, I needed to know first what he asked of me but just now my words were immediately cut by him and now he forced me to fulfill his wish.

"I assume your silent answer is yes" he continued without giving me any space to say no.

This guy sucks!

"As I said earlier, this place is sad. His name is Tristitia Tower which means pitiful tower, here stored a lot of sadness and despair even until now I have not been separated from the damn feelings. This stifling and hateful place mostly grew with me, I experienced bad things all day and it was enough to make me breathless and almost cost my life. I can only tell you until then because you may not want to hear it, so I'm sorry I was forced to take you to this cursed place" he explained.

Hearing his words made me confused what to respond to, with suddenly this man venting something quite sad. What am I supposed to do? or what should I tell her? it's very awkward but I'm also sad to hear the story.

It turns out that a man titled Crown Prince has a sad story and maybe my dream was also one of the events that happened to him. I don't know .. ever since moving in Mensi I experienced things I never imagined before even dreamed of something that felt real.

"I—"

"Don't say anything, I don't want to be entertained. How about we talk about the promise?" pinta and move to the wooden bed.

"Come on .. We have to talk together," he continued.

I was still silent and unmoved in my position, I still hesitated to get closer to her let alone talk about promises that I did not agree with. "Are you here or am I approaching?" ask her impatiently.

I don't want to happen things like that, even though I feel like I've moved in the mensi here but the name of the powerful man is a creepy aura. So, to find it safe I approached her slowly.

"Good, now sit next to me" he said patting the side of the bed in front of him.

"No need for Prince, I'll just stand by" I replied.

But a hand caught me, this warm hand came into direct contact with my wounded hand. She's the one who's holding my hand but I think my body's getting cold, I'm like a fever because of her hands.

"I don't accept rejection, I want you to sit in front of me" he said in a serious voice.

Still with doubt I sat before her while her hands still clasped mine. "What does the Prince want to say until he has to sit this close?" ask me if I feel uncomfortable.

"Please promise me one thing" she said.

"What?"

"Don't disappear in front of me again, stay on my radar. It's not a request but it's an order so I don't accept rejection" he continued.

Whahuh? what's wrong with this guy?

"But why? why does it have to be like that?" ask me not to understand.

It's good to make me promise, but I don't know what that promise is for.

"Color I don't want to lose the precious again." she wrote in a convincing voice.

Hearing her answer made my body instantly limp, what exactly was there between me and her in the past?