The Land of Freedom's
Chapter 37: Night game
The track...!
The sound of the door being pulled by force due to annoyance.
"Sorry sir.... Did I make a mistake?" Sebas asked by forcing his smile and furrowing eyebrows down.
His expression became like that because he saw the face of prince Misha who was filled with high emotions.
Suddenly his face turned lethargic with a breath of agitation, and he replied, "No, it's because you've arrived too long."
Misha reasoned like that, even though his frustration was caused by the arrival of Sebas who disrupted the course of his research on the stars. Not wanting to waste her energy so much, Misha returned to the window, sitting on her chair with a feeling of excitement that reemerged.
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Long story short, the day changed in the morning. Half the night Misha spent researching the star cluster, but her sleepiness was too much to withstand, so she fell asleep and passed Andromeda from the western sky.
Misha went back to her activities, going to the library and reading thousands of books. For a scientist, skipping a reading is a bad thing to avoid, because he feels very lost when time is wasted with things that are not useful, because he feels very bad, like playing dolls with stupid roles that he had played.
Cross time the prince had spent his daily life reading books while accompanied by Sebas beside him, there had been many things he had learned in there. From books on geopolitical dynamics, state economics, agrarian society, world trade routes, history, religion and so forth. There is one science that he did not encounter there, namely philosophy.
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...People in this country are lazy to think, they are just a collection of pragmatists who do not want to be dizzy because they are looking for something....
...Mysteries are considered mysteries by them, until they become a belief....
...Philosophy is the basic concept of any kind of science, and why are such important things not learned by them or not developed? that is how much doctrine is ingrained in the minds of these people....
...Misha's inner expression, when she read her books a few days ago in the state library....
The exploration of his knowledge literacy continued for more than a week, not feeling he had lived his life in this world for more than a month since he woke up from death.
His days are always haunted by the annoyance of a bad boy named Luka, when an unexpected encounter is experienced by Misha.
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Brak's...! brak's...! brak's...!
The sound of knocking on the door that was pounded hard.
"Master! that's the prince of wounds, how is this?!" celebrate Sebas, panic.
And it turns out that Prince Misha also panicked, he realized that such a boy was difficult to talk to. Not wanting to be tortured by Prince Luka, Misha immediately ran and darted into his bed.
Despite being filled with dust down there, Misha continued to hang on soundlessly, hiding while staring at the door of the room from under her bed.
Track...
Sebas opened the door and greeted the prince, "Greetings to the prince, how can I help you?"
Sebas forced his smile, controlled his emotions and speech, afraid that he might say something wrong.
"Where's Misha?!" Jerk Wounds, emotions overflowing.
"Hamba did not know the prince, this morning he went to play together together.." stopped for three seconds and thought of an excuse, "with Tasya the servant, the prince."
Bruk...! bruk...! bruk...!!
Kicking a door frame with high emotion.
"Today I came, then he wasn't there! yesterday was like that too! you hid where he is?! huh...!!!" Shouted Luka, his face flushed like smoky hot flames.
Sebas who was currently bowing low before him was pulled by his hair by Luka Roughly, venting his frustration to Sebas the servant.
"Hamba really does not know sir, I dare to swear in the name of God" Sebas said with a cold face and withstood the outpouring of emotions.
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...Good sebas! it's not in vain that I teach you the tricks of lying....
...Praise Misha to Sebas from within. Peering at the prince's feet from under his hiding bed....
A few days ago also Misha often advised Sebas whose nature is easy to panic and not good at lying, then taught the old man with sentences to outsmart his interlocutor.
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Hearing Sebas's words just now, Luka immediately believed because of the name for God, then accompanied by emotion he gave up, then left the place by removing his hand grip on the gray hair Sebas.
Misha has lately focused her reading on the religious scriptures of the country. Memorizing thousands of verses in his head, as a form of preparation for serving in the cathedral with the name Masha.
one day in her room with her faithful Sebas was accompanying her.Misha was about to rest after researching the stars for the umpteenth time, suddenly the sound of knocking on the door of the room.
Tuk. tuk...
"Misha's? it's mommy son, are you inside?" Call someone with a subtle and feminine greeting, a familiar voice in the ears of the prince.
Hearing the call, Misha immediately understood that it was the Empress who came to visit him for a long time, she swiftly arranged the position of sleeping and lying on the bed and pretending to close her eyes. Sebas who saw Misha was ready, then opened the door of the room.
The door was opened and sebas immediately saluted with a speech of praise to the empress. The polite greeting was greeted back with a cynical setting, the empress told Sebas to leave this room immediately with only a glint of fiery red eyes from the empress.
Then Sebas came out of the room, then the queen entered the room and closed the door tightly and locked it.
"How are you doing now? is it improving?" ask the empress with a friendly smile, "sorry mother lately rarely play with you son, because there is a busyness that you have to take care of," explained the empress with a sad look.
By following the flow of the play, Misha put on a happy expression when she saw the empress then changed her expression again with a sad face while saying, "Mother?"
"Mother is busy because she often prays in the holy temple. You knew? the cathedral is a place for clean-hearted people, so mothers should often pray to the god to cleanse the heart" the empress said in a subtle tone as she fumbled over Misha's legions.
......The cathedral?! wait a minute..why is he there?! yes it is natural for worship days. But if he spent a few days there, what he did.......
...Misha thought in her mind, feeling suspicious if the empress was planning something....
Wanting to test her conjecture, Misha asked with a plain face like a very feminine daughter, "Are mothers there every day...? to the point of not having time to meet me."
"Why are you asking so, son? hmm~ yes, mother every day there, pray to god so that you can continue to be healthy. Ih..! you are so adorable." Smiling at him while closing his face towards Misha, he felt uneasy with the prince's innocent face while pressing the tip of the child's nose.
...What's this fucking jala*g doing there...? isn't he from the right wing? is he in intense contact with religious factions? yike...! this is very important information....
...You've mispronounced lac*r....
...The rush of questions from Misha's inner self who was very happy for the information she just heard....
A law written in the law once said that each faction is independent, the prohibition on alliance between factions is clearly stated in the laws of the country and if found will get severe sanctions. That is what Misha had read in the book entitled state, religion and politics.
When he saw Misha who suddenly fell silent in his mind, out of curiosity the empress then asked, "Misha? what are you dreaming about?"
"Ti— is not mom, I just think that mom is very pretty today." Praise Misha with an innocent smile that looks very sincere.
"Oh! really really?!" the empress' spontaneous exultation of the praise, her cheeks flushed red, her eyes curled down, as if feeling a sensation of passion from her heart.
Not long after that the empress kept her face away from the prince, standing in front of the mirror while putting on a still-similar expression.
Tlup...
The sound of clothing buttons being slowly opened.
A long black dress fell on the bag of dirt, revealing the figure of the empress who wore a thin pink cloth. Fabric that pierces the vision of a child.
...In her mind Misha thought....
...Oh.. is this our game night after all this time....
"Hows it? is it more beautiful now?" ask the empress while turning her body in front of the mirror.
The right hand pose is raised above the head and the left hand is holding a thin piece of cloth underneath. Accompanied by a mischievous look that does not deserve to be shown to a child.
Footsteps slowly approached the prince's bed, an indentation that moved left and right. A dazzling aura with red lips flew throughout the room.
Misha could only stare at the alluring figure that was about to approach her, silent in the silence of the night game. Those golden eyes were enchanted by the empress's seduction that created a thump in her heart.
The Empress flew on the bed with a fragrant fragrance like a rose, plunged her with the little boy over the temptation of the passion of worldly pleasures. His fingers spread everywhere, causing a tickling sensation in the pores of Prince Misha's skin and carried him up to the sky.
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I don't know what they're doing in there, that's something Sebas thought about from outside the prince's room. Standing in the corridor of the palace while waiting for the empress to finish her affairs with the prince.
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Illustration of the figure of the empress who wears thin pink clothes.
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