Shoecha
Ch 7 - Fidgety

If you want to be loved by others, then approach others with love.

~ Prince Alberta.

The flash back on.

AUTHOR

A small, waist-blue-haired boy was seen picking some white flower stalks. Inhaling in the distinctive smell of flowers that still mix with the morning dew.

" You're disgusting, Variella," said a woman dressed as a knight with long red hair and gray irises.

" What's the matter?" Varella asked not too much to talk about her sister.

" We must grow strong so that it is not easy to die, if you are always busy with flowers, or other disgusting things, whatever they are, then never blame anyone, when someone steals your life. Because you're too soft to fight." Clearly Anasita was satisfied with her argument. She hated the meek Variella.

" Anas, I'm not the one who's very ambitious about fighting, I'm not the one who really wants to be born a knight, I'm not the one who wants to be, nor am I you with all your abilities to master various weapons and ride horses" replied Varella softly.

" I'm not telling you to be like me, I'm just tired of your sickening activities. Try practicing to use weapons, a Princess from a large Kingdom is also very much in demand to master it. What if you were traveling alone? No one knows what danger you're going to face out there." Anasita's cerocos starts to get annoyed at her brother.

" You're so overrated Princess An, even you know I've mastered a few weapons, though not as adept as you, I think that's enough to protect myself," the argument was still calm, which even made Anasita more irritated and fed up. Variella does not really like martial arts. That's impressed, rude.

" I wouldn't want to die that easy either" he continued.

" Substantial, arrogant! Your abilities are not as good as the enemies that might be facing you later, so never be easily satisfied with what you have now achieved, Princess Variella has thick ears," he replied mocking.

" Your treatment wasn't enough to offend me this morning, An," Varella said.

As the two of them were engrossed in an argument, two dashing men in official clothes came to interject. Prince Arthur and Prince Alberta.

" What's going on?" Ask Arthur who was almost in his adulthood, aged 21 years.

Variella and Anasita turned towards the two, Variella immediately approached and hugged the man in Teriovalefi national dress who was no stranger in her eyes.

" Sister," said Varella with her cheerful face.

" I just wanted to warn you. Don't blame me, I really hate her gentle demeanor" Anasita said.

" You never get tired of fussing about it?" comment Alberta.

" I don't need to practice being a great person in combat, and good at playing weapons, because here, there are still a lot of people who love me, which would not have allowed me to be in danger, and I believed it," replied Variella lightly, making Anasita stare directly at her bright blue hazel, but quickly turn away.

" You're gonna protect me too, aren't you?" Tanya Variella looked up at Alberta who was taller than her. The one I spoke to was just smiling meaningfully.

Arthur approaches his first brother, randomizing his beautiful blue sea hairdo.

" Hey, you forgot something, if there's still a sister here, too, Princess Variella... Brother won't let you die before you marry that ugly sister who managed to grab your attention away from me" Varella just kept quiet, smiling faintly at her brother.

" Stupid, you still can't accept the fact that Variella is my mate to this day, Arthur. And again, you shouldn't slip those lessons from your perverted brain little by little to your sister when she's still too funny to know."

" What is perverted? Married married?" Ask Arthur.

" Huh, it seems like only I continue to be a trigger for problems and not very useful among you," interrupted Anasita felt her existence was not ignored at all. Walk away, go enter the palace. Or maybe go out as usual to practice.

" Anasita," Arthur turns to leave Alberta and his sister, Variella, following Anasita who is full of bad mood. Arthur fully knows, that Anasita actually has good intentions, but he himself can never express it better.

Alberta invited Variella, who was not even 14 years old, under a shady tree that was bearing a lot of fruit on the north side of the park, a little far from the favorite artificial pond Moon Goddes full of lotuses.

He had always been helplessly smelling the fragrant smell of the sea and the wet autumn wind from his mate's body. Alberta brought her face closer to Variella, then kissed the top of the hair gently.

Flash back off.

The girl woke up, the moonlight barged through the gap of the window that was not tightly closed. Three o'clock in fifteen minutes, early morning, again. He got up, kneading his temple plan many times. It felt like there was a great bang every time he saw those images.

" That strange dream again, always, leaves a deep impression of longing." His attention shifted, when a crack-like voice sounded. His sleep light broke.

" ah... Grr, not again!!! I've spent a lot of lights these days" he cried in frustration.

A gentle wind suddenly came saying hello more and more strongly, flying whatever he could carry, a piece of paper, light books, even making his bedroom window slam into the wall several times.

" I don't think I'm awake yet" the girl laid her body down again, closing her eyes. But half a minute later, a heavy breath sounded, his eyes re-opened. He ruffled his hair randomly.

" Oh God!... What's the matter?" Ask who it is. Then get up close to the window, opening it perfectly. The night that began to be penetrated by the faint light of the dawn.

Either daydream what, because according to him, all this is too complicated and takes the mind. His life that suddenly changed beyond the limits of fairness as an ordinary human being.

Variella looked up at the top where the perfect middle moon formed a charming full circle. It is captivating among the stars that are beginning to fade away because the morning is coming soon. Quiescent.

" Lord, please tell me what's really going on, if this is a game I'm gonna have to finish. Make me understand all the illogical things that fill my head, if this is a question I have to answer" he asked, hoping in silence. Slender.