
Dusk was already visible on the western horizon, leaving an evening that painted the mega on the horizon with its color. The twilight sky holds many stories with loved ones, special times gather and share flavors.
"Queen Filia, this is a lute for you." Bree put a large-sized harp typical of the kingdom. The man's smile expanded perfectly because the musical instrument had reached his residence.
"Sir, you know I like to play the lute ?" The girl released the book she was reading.
"Isn't this your skill ? So that Consort Ve always visits you every day to learn to play the harp." Bree landed a body on the side of Philia.
"But this is so pretty, you ordered it ?"
"Of course, all this is for you. A harp, a plumeria garden and also a greenhouse. I purposely made it a little modern so you wouldn't get bored. I could have asked someone to build a library like the one in the palace."
"Sir." It is undeniable that Bree's words touched the recesses of a Philia. "Don't treat me too much." With heavy feelings.
"Queen why ?" Bree grabbed the girls hands. "Did I hurt you again?" Ask with crystal glass ready to break. "In the past I was guilty of you, that mistake was huge. I can't forgive myself. Queen, I'm sorry." Bree suddenly sat down in front of Philia.
"Master don't do this ?" The girl was surprised and led the young master's body to sit back on the chair. As a woman, her feelings are subtle and easily touched. Filia simply did not want to be hurt when Bree was declared healed, when her heart had been given to the man. "I like what you give me, thank you." Said caving.
"Let me make amends in the past, stay with me as before. Love me wholeheartedly, color my days like a beautiful plumeria with a variety of colors. Worship my life like the smell that you have in me. You know the love I have has never gone away. I fell in love the first time you stepped foot in the palace hall as a future empress. But all that I keep only in my heart because in this brain has been planted bad thoughts about you, especially you are the daughter of king Re who disputes with my kingdom. However, you proved well while beside me as a queen and a good wife to me and the people. I'm sorry for this confession I said after we got separated and went down a different passage of time. This confession is in vain because in your memory there is no me. Like your oath in the past if we are destined to meet in the future then you will forget me."
Decay, the clear crystal broke in the corner of Philia's eye. His obsidian was misty and melting incessantly, his body trembling with his moved and happy feelings. If it was real, then she was the lucky girl who loved the young situation so perfectly. But unfortunately it's all just an unreal illusion. As Philia thought.
The story was real only for a Bree Tyaga Adrian. But not for anyone else. All are considered delusions that lead to mental illness and must be cured immediately.
"Mr Bree."
Someone's call draws attention to a pair of people in the greenhouse. Bree smiled faintly while Filia turned her face rubbing against the trail of tears that stopped instantly as a foreign voice entered the atmosphere.
"Please sit down, Lan."
"Thank you, sir." Aslan landed the body on one of the chairs. The man's eye bead was directed at a beautiful doctor who was still rubbing the corner of the eye using tissue.
"Welcome to Aslan's therapist." Sapa Filia smiled faintly. "Thank you for coming." His speech again changed the facial expression of his blue taste.
"Today is indeed Mr. Bree's schedule for counseling." Aslan replied while taking out some papers. "How, Master?"
"Very well, as long as the queen by my side anything I can pass well." Iris Bree's eyes glanced to the side greeted with a faint smile from the person in question.
"How does it feel after staying one roof with your queen." Without wasting time Aslan directly entered the question and answer session.
"It's very happy, and it doesn't feel like it's worth anything." Bree smiled with the twinkle of love filling the eye space.
"Of course, I will atone for that sin. Until the queen of Philia truly forgives me."
"Yes, I hope the queen forgives you quickly. So don't feel guilty anymore." Aslan smiled and put the paper back in his hand into the bag.
As the water flows, everything that happens seems balanced. In the other eye, Bree underwent depression treatment because he could not get out of guilt. Aslan assumes that Bree is still trapped in his world in a coma. While the young master said that it was impossible to understand people in this era. And Filia played a role in healing the psyche of Bree Tyaga by being by her side as queen. That way the crown prince Tyaga could atone for his guilt and be able to recover.
"I stayed a while to ask Aunt Jo to make white tea." Bree got up from his position and left the place.
Aslan sighed looking at the young master's back slowly drifting away. His net was rolling on Philia who was staring at the harp before him.
"Filia, may I just call your name ?"
"Of course, I think we're a mess." The girl smiled releasing a gaze from the lute.
"I think you'll get well soon if you always look happy. So slowly he will come out of depression because the guilt will disappear by itself because it can penetrate a mistake."
"You're right, he often expresses his regret. And what it looks like today, like this greenhouse, this plumeria garden and the harp. These are the things he prepared for the queen. According to Bree, all of this is his queen's favorite." Filia rolled her eyes to every corner of the greenhouse.
"Therefore, act as queen. Until Mr. Bree is properly healed and no longer remembers the life of the palace." Aslan smiled at Bree's arrival.
"I'll warm it up." Bree put the kettle on top of the furnace. "White tea is good for health, get used to drinking it." Connect the man to arrange the cup on the tray. "In the palace, I often make this feel really good." The man poured warm water over a sieve teapot then served it to Aslan and Filia.
"Thank you, sir." Aslan pulled out a teacup and blew quietly while enjoying the aroma.
"Tomorrow, I'll take you to meet the patient I was referring to yesterday." Filia gave her cooled teacup to Bree. "Drink." He smiled warmly.
Bree floweryly greeted the teacup with a wide smile. The queen always put it first as in the past.
"Then I say good." Aslan placed the empty cup of tea.
"Dining together, just coming home." Exclaimed Bree stopped the movement of the therapist who was as good as his.
"All right, sir."
Bree took Filia and Aslan to the dining room. There they cross paths with Reiki who just returned from the old mansion. The man appears tired after an adventure searching for clues to the deaths of Bree's parents.
"Clean your body, we wait at the dinner table." Bree gently touched Reiki's shoulder. He knew his assistant was so tired.
"Okay sir, after this I have something to discuss with you. Mr. Leon and also Mr. Eros are on their way."