IVORY
Rosebush.

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He said, flowers are one of the media or symbols that are believed to convey a person's feelings toward others. Whether it's love, anger, or an apology.

Grey squealed in pain as he was about to bring himself to rest. However, everything was stopped because the white roses that Ivory placed on the table had not been able to throw away. Yes, he had thought to throw a white rose that he had often encountered in the backyard of the palace. Grey is sure, Ivory must have picked it up from there.

Rather than that, Grey focused more on the girl's intention of giving her a white rose. A sincere apology. This is what the white rose means.

Suddenly, the two corners of Grey's lips were pulled together to form a smile. Behind his strange and ridiculous attitude, the girl who got the nickname immigrant tarzan turned out to be better than him, than anyone else. At least, Ivory was willing to admit wrongdoing and apologize. A humble attitude that he did not find in Dayana.

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Three days have passed, Grey intends to train his body that feels somewhat improved, although the pain in the abdomen is still felt when used to make certain movements.

He intended to look at the scenery from the window frame first, the thing he felt was easiest.

A shocking sight caught his pupils. There, Ivory is seen helping workers in charge of milking cows. With a sincere happy face, which even Grey can see from a distance. A smile rose again framing his handsome face.

“True to grandpa. She's a good girl. Only his behavior is intolerable.”

Grey continued to highlight any natural-looking Ivory moves. The girl could secretly do many things. Like climbing, picking tea, growing vegetables, harvesting fruit, blending fast, running like the wind, sitting for long periods, making others ride black, and now, milking cows.

Justjust wonderful. Miraculous.

Grey rubbed the nape of his neck, then turned his head when he heard the door of the room opened by someone. Junot walked closer after clenching the door, with a big smile on his lips.

“It's improved, prince?”

“As you can see.” sarcastically, do not want to be friendly with Junot.

Let's just say all the problems that once involved them have already passed. Junot, who was innocent at the time, had to be transferred due to Grey's wishes. The reason doesn't make sense. Grey knows Dayana has a heart for Junot, while he also has feelings for Dayana. A kind of love clapping one hand. Or, love the triangle?! I don't know. But, in the end, Dayana is not a creature and changes course to receive a declaration of love from Grey.

“It turns out, a lot of things I missed during my time on duty.” Junot chirped, starting the conversation.

Grey himself is not so pinched. According to him, Junot is the most annoying and talkative human being.

“Then, that girl named Ivory, she's unique.”

Suddenly Grey's face turns cold when Junot calls Ivory's name.

“I met him once, and lately noticed his behavior. She really is a girl as is.”

Grey confirmed Junot's opinion. Of course, he only voices in his heart, he does not want it until Junot feels they can return to how they were. Moreover, now Junot said clearly if he was paying attention to Ivory. Grey thinks he can no longer remain silent.

“She's my future wife, as long as you know. And never approach him.”

Junot chuckled amusedly until his shoulders moved up and down. Junot had never even seen Grey like this. Except for Dayana.

If care and affection are always shown Grey for Dayana as an expression of affection, for Ivory the way is slightly different. Weirder and unreasonable, according to Junot's personal judgment.

“Iya I know. But, I had put my curiosity on the girl you know, prince.”

Grey's gaze turned cold. He did not want Junot to spoil the atmosphere.

“If there is nothing important to talk about, please come out of my room.” ketus Grey, full of domineering aura.

“Seriously you kicked me out? Though I bring good news to our kingdom.”

“I'm not interested. Just tell the king.”

Grey is so funny. He was like a teenager who had just fallen in love. Junot realizes Grey's change in attitude after they talk about Ivory. Most likely, Grey is in love with the girl.

Switching topics, Junot said. “King has already done an insight test for daughter Ivory.”

“But,”

Oh but?

Grey continued to pay attention, and answered several times in his heart. Indeed, for these few days, Grey couldn't go anywhere. But at least, the king would tell him by sending someone.

“It seems, our future princess is still considering your marriage, yes?”

Hearing that, make some of Grey's ego as if it is being awakened. His emotional agitation seemed to slowly rise to the crown. Junot is still good at getting himself burned with emotion.

“Never interfere in this.” firmly Grey commemorates.

Suddenly his gaze was fixed on a flower stalk that was still lying withered on the table. All about Ivory again revolved in the memory that he had wanted to tepis.

“But I'm interested in the girl.”

***

Ivory still did not expect, if she could take the special exam smoothly without a hitch. He thought he would fail and have to repeat, because he never meant to study the books he was given.

His gaze circled towards the mountains which became a sight he had always liked. Everything that happened in his life was too shocking. Come to the competition and be surprised by the notice if he is elected. Then proposed by the royal party, separated from his parents who were so dear to him and lived alone, adapting to all the activities in the palace and becoming an independent girl. And about the Grey prince who sucks until he's at a loss for words.

A large expulsion of breath from the lungs it exhales through the nose. He is at war with himself, with two different sides fighting each other to be victorious. Until finally, he was determined to make a decision to live what was written in the destiny of his life.

“Fu, do you think I can be a good princess to my people later?”

Ivory doesn't know why Fucia's suddenly irritable. But he was sure, the girl was listening to him, and Ivory continued. “I sometimes think, if someone else deserves to be in my position at this time. People who already understand about the ins and outs of the kingdom, people who already understand and know the inner outer prince, and perfect people like princess Dayana.”

Suddenly the name was just called by Ivory. The memory of a daughter Dayana once portrayed by mistress Mar manages to seize Ivory's entire mind and compares the strata between her and the beautiful girl who has been a friend to the prince since childhood.

“I do not know, why the palace prohibits people who are bound by kinship is forbidden to marry. Though, what's wrong if they both love each other.”

Yes, Ms. Mar told her some things that Ivory needed to know before she would finally fall for a regret. Mrs Mar is doing her job well, Ivory thought.

“I think I don't deserve to be by the side of Grey's prince, Fu.” once again Ivory breathed his heavy breath. Not because of jealousy or anything. Ivory just felt like she shouldn't be the bad guy who would separate two people who love each other. That's not his style, at all.

“I was so upset, Fu.” continued, putting on a pouting and annoyed expression. “Absolutely why are you silent sa—”

Ivory's sentence was stuck in the esophagus when she saw the person standing behind her back was no longer Fucia. The one he had seen a few days ago. The one who was always praised by others for his kindness, and the one who managed to have the heart or even the life of a Grey prince.

Dayanas.

The girl smiled sweetly instead of being angry when Ivory mentioned her name. As the lady Mar said at the time, princess Dayana did look graceful and dignified. Different from her who of course cannot be juxtaposed and compared to that beautiful figure. In fact, the prince himself called Tarzan an immigrant, a nickname that probably deserved to be pinned to him because it came from outside the kingdom and acted like most wild girls living outside the palace.

“Pu-daughter Dayana? Since when did you—” Ivory cursed her own stupidity. Speaking carelessly without looking at the situation and conditions first.

And that sweet smile was brought back by Dayana to Ivory. This time it looks different, there is an unreadable intent on the face of princess Dayana.

“Since a few minutes ago.”

Ivory's panicking. That means, Dayana might have heard what he said earlier. Everything was.

“Sorry not to be aware of your presence, princess Dayana. And sorry, already mentioned your name without permission.” said Ivory, looking for loopholes to forgive.

“It's okay. Doesn't matter. I came to take you somewhere.” Dayana answered, holding out a yellow rose to Ivory.

Then Ivory stood up, shaking the dry leaves attached to her dress and receiving Dayana's gift. Then, with a glowing face full of questions, he said. “Where?”

Dayana is beautiful when she smiles. Perhaps that's why the prince fell in love, as well as his gentle and soothing demeanor, Ivory alone felt appreciated.

“We will know. Come with me.” []

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