IVORY
First day of study.
It's too early for Ivory to just open her eyes. But he could not avoid it because a woman dressed neatly, with a thin face, slim body, and, and his hair carried neatly was waiting for him in a small pendopo on the west side of the center of teaching and learning activities in the palace. Teaching and learning activities are devoted to candidates coming, children of the descendants of the king who just above three years old know, and now, Ivory who will become a princess there. The location is quite comfortable, because the nuances of nature that Ivory likes are presented without being asked. There was a fish pond that resembled a flowing river and several lotuses grew along the stream, there were several gingko biloba trees, two large Oak trees that were somehow hundred years old, also bamboo trees along the fence at the back of the palace, and not left behind, flowers of various colors also thrive on the sides of the path.
Ivory himself wore a special uniform used for students who attended learning activities at the palace. His hair has been combed and braided neatly by a young lady who was assigned to be his companion starting today.
“Hei, Fu. Is that woman evil? His face does not look easy to befriend.”
Fucia, the name of the young lady who was assigned to be Ivory's companion.
“Mr princess, please call me by the word 'dayang' in front of my name. If not, I will be punished madam Mar.”
Ivory nodded in disappointment. He was already used to Retrina and Monic, who only wanted to be called by name without any frills.
“And also, you should not try to invite mistress Mar to be friends.”
“Why?”
“Mistress Mar, if angry scary.”
Ivory blinked many times in shock at the reply of the lady-in-waiting whom she had considered to be a friend. Scary said? What if Ivory can't learn fast? What if Ivory made a mistake while studying, would Madame Mar scold her all out?
Arriving at the conical stage building, Madam Mar greeted her with a stiff smile and a respectful bow with her hands folded in front of her stomach. So graceful. Inevitably, Ivory replies to him, though no less stiff than the smile of mistress Mar.
“Welcome to the palace basic guidance class, princess. My name is Maria. I will be in charge of giving lessons on the way of life in the royal environment to you.”
Ivory just silently stared straight at the woman with a light voice like cotton in front of her.
“Please sit.” his edict which Ivory cannot refute in the least. Fucia's words still loomed in her head.
Mary reached for a thick brown book, then a black cover, then a red cover, and finally, a dark green cover, and then placed a line. Her lips were re-voiced to give an explanation for Ivory.
“Brown book, for Krama lessons, you must complete it.”
“Ya?!” ivory asked in a high tone and her eyes were perfectly patterned. Fucia, who was no less surprised by Madam Mar, had to bother pinching Ivory's uniform to warn.
“Why? You mind, princess?”
“Ah, ti-no. Please continue.” the door was stammered, sticking out the palm signalling for Madam Mar to give an explanation again.
“Black book, for general knowledge.” Ivory nodded
“Red book for the ordinance of dressing up and dressing for a princess and a future queen, including your obligations after marrying the prince later.”
”Queen? Am I going to be made Queen?”
Fucia was eager to pat her daughter's mouth with one of the books lined up on the table, so as not to ask about things that did not need to be asked. Fucia closed her mouth while biting her deep lip in submission.
“Fucia, right?” call Madam Mar with a firm tone and a flat face.
“I-iya, mistress Mar.”
“You already know about your duties, don't you?"
“I-iya.” replied Fucia nervously.
“Jawab correctly!” madam Mar shouted that made the two people in front of her surprised instead of playing until their bodies skyrocketed.
“Oh gosh.” complained Ivory while wiping his chest pounding due to excessive shock.
“I'm sorry, princess. Let me speak first with your lady.”
“Si-please.” said Ivory with an unbearable look to Fucia.
“Fucia. Mention your duties as a lady-in-waiting of a princess.”
Fucia smoothly mentions one by one the tasks he carries. Hearing that, Ivory is amazed and increasingly knows that Fucia has a huge responsibility to him. Especially when the young girl mentions her last assignment, Ivory will stop at nothing to admire the figure of Fucia, her friend. Whatever happens, I must protect and put the safety of the princess before my own life. Incredibly cruel isn't a royal rule for her workers?
“Good. I hope you did nothing wrong that would make the prince or even the King furious. Princess, can I continue?” unlike Fucia, Madam Mar asked more full of gentleness to Ivory.
“Please.”
“And the last, the book of dark green, contains about the science of medicine and the names of plants that can or cannot be used as medicine.”
“All the contents of this book are confidential. So, I ask you to keep everything you learn from this book a secret to anyone.”
“Yes, I'll keep it a secret.”
“Then, you will also be given a special exam before being declared pass and get permission for the wedding to be carried out immediately.”
Ivory seeks answers from Fucia, and the girl nods in response.
“Good. I understand.”
“Then, let's start with the brown book.”
***
A very exhausting day. Ivory walked straight to the room reserved for her. It is one of the buildings on the west side of the royal center. The house was large enough to house Ivory and Fucia. The room is also large, and the window faces right up to the slightly towering hill overgrown with meadows as well as blooming flowers.
“Fu,”
“Dayang Fu.” Fucia correction will be a pinned call for her.
“We're just two. No one heard anything else knew. As long as you know, I don't want to distinguish our position. You and I are the same. We are both human, and have the same rights.”
“I do not forbid, but it will become a habit if you keep calling me like that. So my advice, call me with who should be.”
Ivory sighed in frustration. His brain and body were completely tired. And Fucia, she'll be a lady-in-waiting and an advisor to Ivory. And don't forget their new status, friend.
“Alright.” chirp Ivory in an annoyed tone, then walk towards the bed and sit there. “After this, I have to do what?”
Fucia serves one cup of unsalted green tea, which Ivory immediately drinks without asking first.
And within seconds, the tea gushed out from inside Ivory's mouth. It feels strange, in the personal opinion of Ivory.
“Teh what is this? You want to poison me?” the cerocos is upset, because the taste of the tea really makes his stomach nauseous not muddy.
Fucia was wide-eyed, shortly after, chuckling softly as she stared at the expression of her daughter master who looked strange, funny and annoying in one look. Perhaps the favorite drink of all the women in the palace was called poison by Ivory.
“Mr princess. That's green tea without sugar. You don't know the benefits?” asked Fucia who got an innocent slab from the figure of the girl who would be the wife of the prince. Then, with a small snort of breath out in the air, Fucia told Ivory “Energy you will recover quickly, improve brain function, prevent the risk of heart attack, and, keeping blood pressure normal, increasing uterine fertility, and many more that I can't explain one by one. You better read the green book that Madame Mar gave you.”
“You also memorized the book?”
“Iya. Except for the red book. It was not taught to us. To all the palace workers.”
“Why?” ivory asked with great curiosity.
“Because, it's only reserved for the palace family. We as workers, during the working period in the palace, we are forbidden to marry.”
Ivory just found out. What does that mean, Fucia will be single?
“Waah, great. You're smarter than I thought, Fu. I mean, lady Fu. I have to be diligent and learn a lot from you.”
Fucia smiled happily at Ivory's praise.
“By the way, what does the prince do on a late afternoon like this?” []
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