The Land of Freedom's
Chapter 21: The tea party
In the long night, a piece of paper is still not enough to paint the sky, even already composed of dozens of papers that are described, he still wants the pleasure of the universe.
Midnight has arrived, Misha felt her eyes begin to tighten, her body feels weak, drowsiness continues to come to her, even so her heart does not want to drown in drowsiness.
"Young master... You should rest first, not good for health if you have not gone to sleep." Suggestions Sebas who also feel sleepy.
...Should I sleep...? It's not good for a child's body to not sleep at a time like this....
...Misha said in her mind....
"Free, you take care of all these papers, keep them somewhere safe." Misha's orders with a faint voice.
Drakes... The sound of a leg on the chair.
Misha suddenly jumped down from the window sill, then staggered towards her mattress, then free-falled with her arms outstretched. The energy of his mind had been drained a great deal in the circles of the imagination of the universe.
Sleep him, on a soft bed with a beautiful dream. Sebas looked at the prince with a smile of affection, a father-like love for his son.
...It's time to do his job from him....
...Speak in his mind, then hurry to pick up one by one the papers scattered on the floor....
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Inside his magnificent room, it was wider than Prince Misha's room. There are floral motifs on each room wall, large paintings on display, glass windows with colored paintings, a series of magic lights with gold knickknacks around it. The light is so bright, devouring the darkness of the night trying to get into the room.
In the room, there were twelve servants sitting on their knees on the floor, so that their legs folded backward. He bowed like a robot without command, not moving the slightest bit like a frightened person.
"Yahujana...! you know, there's the sea...! so beautiful!" Said Luka, a little prince with an adorable funny voice.
"Oh... Really true?" Reply to the emperor's father, smiling happily to his son's wounds.
"Yes! there, I met good people. They kiss my feet every time they meet, and I feel so happy." Papar Luka, who was very enthusiastic about telling it.
"Hahaha~ must be, they are lowly people, it is obligatory for them to bow down to my children." Said the Emperor laughing loudly, then stroking his son's Wound hair.
Wounds like a cheerful child, often smiling and behaving like a devoted obedient child.
"Ayahanda...? Where's mother? why isn't he coming?" Luka asked, her face instantly turned moody.
"At this time the mother is having business, son, she is very busy. Take it easy tomorrow he'll be home." Persuade the Emperor, who follows sadly. His hand was rubbing against his son's back.
Luka did not say anything, only sadness was plastered on her face.
The emperor held his son's shoulders, guided him to his bed, covered him with a thick blanket. So the emperor said, "Sleep son, tell me tomorrow back to dad, dad?"
"Good dad." Reply to Luka, with a forced smile.
When the emperor came out of his son's room, he said to the door, "Take my son with your life, understand?" Look at the armed soldier standing at the door.
"Hamba will carry out his duty with the life of his servant, O Emperor." Reply to the soldier, who bowed as low as possible.
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A red glow rose from the eastern horizon, the chirping of birds, the cool air entering through the wide open window, blown in and out of breath by the sleeping prince Misha.
Slowly awakening, with her eyes still closed, Misha felt the touch of a finger touching the skin next to her hand.
His eyes opened slowly, revealing a glare from the morning sun from the direction of the bedroom window. With a slightly blurry vision, Misha turned her head towards the left.
How surprised he was when he saw the smiling face of Aliyah sister sitting beside her bed.
"Misha..? hehehe~ is Misha awake? let's play with Aliyah..." Said Aliya who was smiling happily, both of her palms propping up her chin.
A few seconds later, Misha's vision became clear, and she spoke in her mind.
...Huh...? This guy, if not wrong......
...Ah~ is right, my sister Aliyah....
...Why is he here..?...
"Come Bagun... Misha..." Said Aliya with a cute voice.
"Ah– yes..." Reply Misha who looks confused about what kind of expression.
"Misha...? is Misha still dreaming?" Aliya asked with a face that was instantly confused.
...This girl is a person who understands my nature....
...Hmm~...
...I have to play what kind of role....
...Misha thought in her mind....
"Sir Aliyah..?!" Misha said, rubbing her eyes, "Kak Aliyah...!" Hugged him suddenly.
"Misha...! hehe~ does Misha miss your sister?" Aliya asked in her warm embrace, emblazoned with a happy curved smile.
"Yes sis...! I miss my sister very much." His embrace felt very tight.
"Khk— Mi–sha.. Aliyah can't breathe." Said Aliyah, who was suffocated in her sister's arms.
Suddenly Misha let go of her embrace scratching her head while saying, "Hehe~ Sorry sister."
"Today we're gonna play what brother?" Misha asked, with a cheerful face.
"How about a tea party?" Invite Aliyah who looks very excited.
"Corn...!" Sebas agreed.
Suddenly Aliyah held tightly to her hand, as soon as they went running out of the room. At the door they passed Anna who was about to enter the room.
"Master princess?!" Anna was surprised.
"Tell Sebas that Misha is with Aliyah." Shouted Aliyah with a happy face, running around in the corridor of the palace while clasping Misha's hand.
"Ah– good princess." Reply while lowering his head.
"Tch...!" Anna's annoyance, after Aliyah and Misha look away from her.
.........
...Misha asked in her mind, a look full of annoyance was seen....
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On a clear morning, a large building rises like a skyscraper. White in color with the decoration of a winged human statue, standing around the building.
The large gate of the magnificent building instantly opened, revealing the figure of the empress who came out gracefully, accompanied by two large-bodied warriors with muscular muscles running on the right left.
The Empress walked down a red carpeted staircase, at the end of the carpet was a large horse carriage, waiting for the figure of the empress to come out of the white building. Several armed soldiers were seen standing guard around the train.
Moments later, an old man with a long white beard came down, dressed in all-white clothing with a silver trapezoidal crown.
The old man is seen walking after the empress from behind, with a bent back, walking slowly with the help of a cane, accompanied by several maids in more or less similar clothes.
The empress arrived in front of the chariot, then she turned to the old man and said, "Thank you, Bishop Greirov, I will visit again next time."
"Praise our Lord Eliaha, may her blessings accompany her noble consort." The bishop Greirov replied, with a fake smile on his face.
crack...! The sound of a whip slashing the horse's back.
"Hiaahk...!" Shouted a coachman, riding a horse carriage occupied by the empress.
Trap.... There was the sound of the stomping of the foot of the soldier who followed the departure of the empress from the holy temple.
After the queen's entourage was seen away, the smile on the bishop's face faded, turning into a gripping cold disposition.
"The cathedral has a great influence. lest the nobles get in the way of our plans, immediately prepare everything.Speak to the whole order we will begin to move." The bishop's command, the choking air coming out of his words, made every servant tremble in fear.
"Perced master...." Reply to his servants simultaneously.
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Inside a spacious room, a room full of hanging ornaments. Each wall of the room is painted with a reddish pink color, forming a creeping floral motif. The servants were seen standing at every corner while bowing their heads.
Inside the room, there was the face of Prince Misha who was suddenly wearing makeup that he did not like. Her lips looked red with a thick powder stuck to the skin of her face, looking beautiful like a daughter. Not only that, Misha is also seen wearing a reddish pink dress, wearing jewelry on her neck, with a red red ribbon tied to her head.
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"Hello tuan– uh.. that is, miss Misha.. This is the tea, please drink." Aliyah said, with a smile.
"Thank you, Miss Aliyah." Reply Misha with her stupid face, giving off a feminine tone, like a girl.
Syruup.... The sound of warm tea.
Misha was currently sitting together with Aliyah on a table containing four chairs. Two seats for the two of them, and the rest for a teddy bear and one doll girl with a red ribbon.
"Ehem... Miss Aliyah..! it is impolite that our two guests, miss bear and miss doll, are not given tea either." Said Misha with a pouting face.
"Ahh yes... Aliyah forgot.. hehe~ this please enjoy the ladies." Said Aliyah who blushed embarrassedly, then thrust two cups of tea to an inanimate object sitting on a chair.
...My whole life,...
...I've never experienced more humiliation than this....
...Playing doll...? tea party...? why should I do it...!...
...There are still many books I haven't read....
...There is still a lot of knowledge that I have to dig up, there is still a lot of information that I need to look for, there are many more that I have not learned....
...The expression of Misha's annoyance in her inner being, outside of her far-fetched theatrics, she felt a faint sigh towards Aliyah, a warm feeling of love emerging from her heart, as if having known her for a long time....
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Time after time has dragged on in the play of a girl, Misha plays like a child her age with a contrived feminine nature.
His jaw felt cramped, holding back the facial gesture he made. His throat felt hoarse, because it forced to smooth his voice. His mind was tormented, as it continued to perform ridiculous actions for more than a few hours.
Misha tries to avoid Aliyah's suspicions, often throwing up different topics, when questions arise that she cannot answer.
Until one day Sebas came to pick her up, under the pretext of Misha needs time to rest.
"Excuse me princess Aliyah, Sebas' servant came to pick up the prince." Said Sebas, saluting, standing in front of the open door.
"Eeehh...?! aliyah still wants to play with Misha." Reveal Aliyah, with a sullen face.
"Young master just recovered, the healer said he needed a lot of rest. Please understand, princess." Papar Sebas who lowered his head, with a smooth and polite tone of speech.
"Misha still wants to play...! Himp...!" Cetus Misha, a sulking face is shown by him.
"Aliyah also still wants to play, but... Misha must heal quickly first well. Later if it is healed again, Aliyah and Misha can play again as much as possible. Yeah..?" Persuade Aliyah, teary-eyed sad face.
Misha then nodded in agreement, putting on a forced smile, as if she really felt sad about parting with her sister.
Misha suddenly walked up to Sebas, waving her hand at Aliyah. He said, "Until Aliyah's sister."
"Yes...! see you later, Misha's sister." Reply Aliyah with a full smile.
Good job Sebas...! you saved my mentality.
...For what reason would I not do that again....
...Gratitude Misha in her inner being, a sense of relief appeared in her chest....
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"Free, you've been a long time..What makes you come over?" Misha complained, while walking with Sebas in a corridor of the palace.
"I'm sorry young master." Speak sebas with the look of a moody face, while lowering his head.
"Ah~ go, there's no need to feel guilty like that." Misha said, when she saw Sebas' moody face.
Sebas immediately smiled as he asked, "Today the young master plans where to go?"
"Library. I need a lot of reading today." Misha replied, feeling restless for wasting her precious time with the tea party.
Illustrated picture, Misha is forced to wear a beautiful dress by her sister.
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