Shoecha

Shoecha
Ch 33- Just Delusions, Or?...


Nothing is more powerful than that you can fully control me.


~ Prince Alberta.


AUTHOR


" I'm sorry, Lord, where are you going so hastily?" Kavyla plunged down from the top of the tree right in front of her Master who had already exited the Palace gate in a rash step.


" I have to pick up someone I should have picked up," Faizal replied too ambiguously. Kavyla didn't know what else to ask. Actually Faizal also did not know why he spontaneously said he wanted to pick someone up.


" Let me accompany His Majesty," said Kavyla, for some time his Lord looked very worried, and now suddenly said he wanted to pick someone up, of course it made him uneasy.


" I am one of the Three Lords of the Lower Country, you don't have to worry about me" Faizal said as if knowing the direction of Kavyla's mind easily.


" You better go to the village south of Thebeza River, review the development of the Village Irrigation System and Amarin Stone Mine, Lauzy is there,"


" Alright, Kavyla accepted the assignment from His Majesty," Kavyla replied firmly still in a kneeling position. Faizal just passed by.


He used dimensional power to search for traces of the person he was looking for.


" The Human World?" Mumbled.


" Who exactly is that guy? Why would he be able to lure me here?"


The flash back on.


The man covered his eyes with his arms because he was too tired, leaning his body against a very large and shady tree.


The eyes that kept looking were filled with emptiness. Her white face was smooth looking with a pointed nose and firm jaw. The male's whitish silver hair was tied up with an elegant carved full hair ornament.


" Maybe one day I won't be able to go here more freely anymore" he regretted.


His name is Glen, he is a handsome man who is very cold and difficult to get along with.


Not far from the place, a bright brown horse was busy sifting through fresh grass with a rope that was pegged to the ground.


" Ngghhiikkk"


" Nghiikk,"


Faizal turned his head towards his horse which had suddenly become uncontrollable. The horse kept nuking trying to escape, but Glen did not feel there was a significant threat around.


" Hey, what's wrong with you?" Glen asked as he stroked the nape of his brown horse gently, trying to calm down. Only to Xawaz did he behave gently and attentively. But the horse does not budge, it becomes more and more so.


" the xawaz? What the hell's going on? Who's bothering you?" Ask again, but again Xawaz continued to thrash. Until shortly after that he managed to kick Glen's chest and break away from the peg rope.


Glen who had a high enough inner power only retreated a few steps due to Xawaz's kick because he did not expect a sudden attack.


The horse was running very fast towards the East. Glen quickly chased after Xawaz by occasionally jumping between tree branches. Xawaz ran the algal ridge without stopping until entering a forested interior. But Glen did not give up on continuing to chase after her.


The more he went into the depths of the forest, the more clearly he could hear the music he had never heard before. And again, a soft voice that made him float around and no longer care about the surroundings. A gentle voice of a girl that made her suddenly fall in love.


Because when you fall, friends will not be left...


Because when you die, opportunities are useless...


Because when it's dark the lights will never exist...


In front of him, a wooden building that looked beautiful even though simple, right beside him was a calm flowing river. On the river there is a gazebo which is covered every corner with a thin white mosquito net.


That's where the guy is sitting looking ahead. All Glen could see was the back of the woman who described endless loneliness.


Glen became interested, the woman had white hair, just like him. Even the wind could not wait to keep hitting him. This time, he had to thank Xawaz, who had already led him to find heaven. A place he never knew existed. And a very, yes, woman who could melt her heart with just a voice.


I don't care about being sorry...


Even the shadows will leave me in solitude...


The woman continued to pick musical instruments and sing, as if unaware of Glen's presence behind her.


I don't care about the existence of love...


Even feelings will leave me in worry...


Glen walked over with gentle steps, he did not want to disturb the woman. Closer, and closer, the sweetly mixed fragrance of something he never smelled poured into the air, making him drunk as if sipping alcohol in wine thousands of years with the highest quality.


Glen was already right at his door, only two meters away to the gazebo.


I'm just a weakling...


I'm just a soul that doesn't know the direction...


I am just a woman left behind...


Glen was still silent, beside him, Xawaz was also speechless looking straight ahead. The song stopped, and so did the music.


" I'm sorry, I'm Glen, my name is Glenfate Enola Karafi" said Glen in a hurry. He looks very confident.


" What did you come here for?" Ask the gentle woman.


" For you, I love your voice, I love the way you play an instrument, I love you sitting in the morning sun" Glen replied.


The woman looked up, showing her face.


But before that happened, Faizal was already awake.


Faizal held his temple, only lately his head was often dizzy, but a few hundred years ago there were also no problems with his health.


" Did I just dream of a woman?" Faizal asked himself who was smiling awkwardly, but the look on his face instead looked like a strange person with that smile.


" Ah, yes, but what I dream of is a woman who already has a man," he said again, he fell asleep in his private reading room because he was too tired to check State documents.


He finally closed it all, decided to go back to the room and rest, but just as he was coming out of the reading room, a strange scent suddenly stopped by his kiss.


A very fragrant aroma and mixed with a little sweet feeling. That scent was very similar to what was inside his dream just now. Faizal ignored him. Perhaps it was because the dream was still fresh, so the scent was also a hallucination.


He continued walking through the corridor, which strangely, the scent never stopped following him. Out of curiosity, he arrived here, a portal between worlds.


Flash back off.


" The Human World?" Mumbled.


" Who exactly is that guy? Why would he be able to lure me here?"