IVORY
A precious Sacrifice.

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Dingy. Things get even more gripping when the Grey prince leaves the room to meet the lady-in-waiting of his princess. Murdock smiled at the corner of her lips, then crouched down in front of Rose, resting both elbows on her knees.

“So, you're Ivory's parents? Prince Grey's wife?”

Rose was silent and did not respond. In his mind, not wanting to chimed in that cruel human voice before him. Rose also did not want anything to happen with their daughter.

“Then, is Princess Ivory the daughter of Honey you guys kidnapped from Amber?”

I swear by anything. It was very desirable for Rose to tear his face and gouge out the eyeball of this man named Murdock. He's a human-shaped demon.

“My answer, damn woman!”

Rose threw away her face with a cynical laugh. Does he have to clarify his answer by doing a test so that Murdock understands what he is saying?

“I've said it over and over again, Ivory is my daughter. He's my son.”

“Yes. He's your son. The child who should not belong to you.” he said in a low voice.

Prince Grey is back. He carried a sword that he had picked up from the second palace after Ivory had left with Fucia. His gaze turned unsheathed, and he showed it to everyone who was making a mess in his realm. Geogyny.

“Where Ivory. I want to meet him.” Rose said. He meant it, he wanted to meet his only daughter and know her situation.

There's no answer. But Grey stood in front of him, as if making a fortress to save and hold back all that Murdock wanted to do.

“I'll send them to jail. So leave Geogini right now.” Gray's edict, did not hesitate to express his dislike of the presence of Murdock. “King Harllotte who will punish them.”

“No. Let me bring them before the king of Aru. He is more entitled to determine the life and death of both of them.”

“No! They are residents of Geogini, so they will receive their punishment here if they are found guilty.”

Murdock walked closer to Grey. And then singled out a terrible sharp grin.

“You, will be destroyed in Amber's hands if you give them freedom.”

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“Fu, the prince once threatened to punish me after marriage. More precisely, when I refused to be the winner of the competition first. Is this the punishment? Expelled from the kingdom like a traveler who infiltrated because of loss of direction.” asked Ivory who tailed behind the back of Fucia. While the lady was busy brushing the tall grass with wood that she used as a means of self-protection.

“I don't understand you mean, princess.”

Both are on foot. There were no guards, horses, or even stretcher bearers carrying them. Fucia simply follows Grey's lead to take Ivory through a shortcut that can send them without anyone else knowing. However, Grey asks them to be careful and hide if only a ferocious beast could suddenly appear without them expecting.

Ivory clucked. Why is it that talking about Grey is like pulling a rope that hangs in a ravine? There is no end, but it is able to make anyone who talks about it drift just like that into the charm that 35-year-old man has.

“Ish!!” irritated Ivory in response to the answer her maids gave her.

Fucia smile. He was just teasing, actually he had heard the story from Ivory, but he pretended not to know to melt the atmosphere that had hurt both of them. Yes, the fact that anyone can lose their life when fighting or feuding between kingdoms— no exception prince Grey— can not be denied. And Fucia, whose notabenya has been set up to be a shield for Ivory, must be able to take good care of the woman, despite having to sacrifice herself.

“You are not tired princess? If tired, we can rest for a while to just drink or eat before continuing the journey.” said Fucia, want to make sure if Ivory is fine and not tired.

“What's still far?”

Fucia looked up to see the position of the sun which was currently still as high as the tip of the spear in the eastern horizon, the forest was still not fully greeted by the sun. Still covered in smog that makes the face feel stiff. “Eumm. Maybe until the sun is above our heads, or, it could be late at night.”

“Good. We rest first.”

Fucia agreed, he sat beside Ivory who had already secured himself under a giant shade tree and overgrown with tendrils that were not too long. The roots of the tree are poking at several points, and the dry leaves that fall under it have begun to rot and smell distinctive.

Ivory's beads circulate the view to the corners of the forest. The rattling sounds of animals resembled insects that produced a loud buzz, the squeaking sounds of small birds between branches, the rustling sound of leaves blowing in the wind, and, and also some squirrels are seen running around looking for pine grains for them to eat. Ivory smiled. This forest holds a beauty that may never be known by others.

Then the maniknya found a bracelet with a picture of a dove and a very beautiful rose. The object made curiosity in Ivory's mind just appeared. “Your bracelet is good, Fu. Where did you buy it?”

Fucia lowered the cloth that had been scattered upwards when she lowered the parcel she was carrying. Then smiled at Ivory who was staring fixedly at the bracelet that wrapped around her wrist.

“That, a gift from someone precious to me.”

“Alder?”

Fucia. “Friends.”

“I guess, lover.” said Ivory made two sides of Fucia's cheeks blush.

Ivory sighed, took off roughly through the nose and leaned her slightly tired body against a tree trunk twice the size of an adult human embrace. He closed for a moment, trying to digest what was really going on. He even searched around, fumbled, and reopened the scroll of memories during his stay in the palace.

There aren't.

Not meet.

He had made no fatal mistake other than to have once strayed the prince with his body until he broke his backbone.

“Fu,”

“Eumm.”

“If something happens to prince Grey, I can't forgive myself.”

Fucia looked at Ivory. His forehead was wrinkled, not understanding the way of thinking Ivory had. That girl is different from reality. If he looks so wild, his behavior is unreasonable, it might just be an attempt to hide his fragile side of himself, not as strong as it shows.

“I'll blame myself for leaving at a time like this.”

Ivory smiled, grabbed one palm of Fucia and grasped it tightly. The manic looks more sad than ever. He's really in a bad situation.

“Thank you for making me last and able to walk this far. You deserve a reply that is more than just an honor.”

Fucia returned Ivory's hand, piling her palm over Ivory's while smiling no less warmly.

“For that, stay alive. And wait for prince Grey to keep his promise.”

Suddenly a rustling sound came closer. Passing the road that they had previously both walked.

Neither Ivory nor Fucia, did any movement or sound. They did not want to provoke something to come to the show. But, those grasses did not stop rustling, and their distance was getting closer.

It's hazardous. Fucia guessed a large animal was behind the grass. They are in danger. Then, Fucia gestured for Ivory to climb up the tree first, then she would follow after.

Ivory, who looks panicked, follows Fucia's instructions. He climbed the tree slowly and carefully and stopped on one of the large trunks and believed it to be strong. Then, Fucia followed. Unlike Ivory who could climb easily, the girl looked troubled. Occasionally falling.

“Be careful. Step on the part of the tree that looks rough.” Ivory's word whispered.

Fucia nodded and tried it once more. But unfortunately, something that was behind the grass had already appeared, looking straight at Fucia who was moving up the tree.

A tiger.

Ivory's bead is rounded, and signals Fucia to speed up her leg movements. Ivory also moves down to lend a hand to Fucia to provide assistance. But everything seems impossible and too late. The tiger spurred all four legs to run fast towards Fucia which is still very easy to reach.

Ivory manages to catch Fucia's hand, but the tiger also manages to catch one of Fucia's legs, pulling her strong until Fucia screams in pain.

Seeing that, Ivory kept trying to pull Fucia out of the Tiger bite and catch up with her to higher ground. Again, too late. Blood had already seeped from behind the pants Fucia was wearing. Ivory yelled, screaming, hoping someone could save them both. Ivory's voice began to weaken in a cluster of tears when Fucia seemed to have resigned and willing to become a tiger meal for the safety of Ivory.

“To-long le-paskan sa-ya mr. pu-tri.” said Fucia stammered, withstanding such tremendous pain on one of his limbs that was being victimized by the tiger.

Ivory shook her head. Still trying to save Fucia as much as he can.

“To-long, leave the i-ni place and be safe in-ri you, Empph..

Ivory's face paled to see how Fucia had begun to weaken. The legs that were still lodged in the tiger's fangs continued to pour a deep red liquid nonstop.

“I mo-hon. Le-pask sa-ya and sege-ra run looking for perto-longan. Mpph..” Fucia crying. He who had originally grasped Ivory's palm, began to loosen his groan.

Ivory, realizing that, used one other palm to try to restrain Fucia.

“Save di-ri an-da, a-gar bi-sa charges jan-ji to the Grey prince.” he continues to be adored a smile and a sick moan that he endures desperately. “Berjan-tap te-tap hi-dup. For Pa-ngeran, and a-ku.”

“No. You should also—”

The grip slipped. Fucia simply disappeared from his sight. Leave sobbing Isak with a straight gaze fixed on the place where Fucia disappeared. Ivory bit her lower lip. He felt scared and lost at the same time. But Fucia's last message echoed in her boat.

He has to stay alive. For the prince, and for the sacrifice of Fucia.

With a rough movement Ivory rubbed his tears that still did not want to stop. He came down from the tree and accidentally made a mistake. He jumped when the distance was still too far, until his legs sprained.

His steps were shaken, but he endured the pain and ran somewhere. Anywhere. He did not know the direction, and only ran, with his legs that had begun to swell.

As the pain became unbearable, Ivory stopped. Look at her painful legs, and sit down to rest. All the clothes and food Fucia prepared were left far away in place, which was out of nowhere.

Ivory's throat feels dry. He needs a drink. But there was no visible source of water that he could use to wet his throat. Fucia's smile came back, and it was very painful. And Ivory stood up again, seeking help even though it was impossible.

Until Ivory's steps come to a standstill. Another tiger was in front of his eyes, looking at him. Ivory's legs are slowly moving backwards. Then prepared to take a run, but his leg was accidentally restrained by a tree root that poked from behind the ground. Ivory falls down and prepares to accept the terrible thing that will befall her.

And it all seems to really incarnate like a do'a. The tiger was approaching at high speed. Ivory memejam prepared to receive the safest. But he was surprised by the strangulation of the beast. His eyes opened and saw the tiger lying dead with two arrows stuck right in the chest.

A girl appeared, dressed in makeshift clothes, her back black hair tied together, her arms clasped a bow, and behind her back were several arrows in a tube-shaped container.

“On target.” he said while laughing proudly.

Her smile was sweet, there were two dimples that appeared on both cheeks, her face was no less beautiful than Ivory.

“You okay?”

Her voice was soft and sweet like honey. Ivory guessed their ages were the same.

“Yes. I'm fine.” replied Ivory briefly.

The girl reached out her hand. “Honey Green. Just call me, Green."[]

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