The Queen of Vasellica Moon's
A Love That Is Full Of A Catalog Of Lies

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...My love is so beautiful as a red rose, its beautiful crest-I don't know when its thorn will hurt me....

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"All right, I'm sorry. Then I'll go first."

Lucy smiled after Kendric stroked her face, then she went to see Robert. And Lucy remained alone in the chariot, which was so silent.

Slowly Lucy took off her warm coat, and neatly placed it next to her, "It feels so lonely, yes ...."

Heck, tokk.

"Daughter's Salam. Me, Sylfia Monaccriya facing you. By His Majesty's order, I will replace him to accompany you this afternoon."

As usual Sylfia always looks authoritative, she will only talk when necessary and really do her work very well.

"Sylfia, thankfully you came quickly. I was lonely." Lucy smiled welcoming Sylfia.

"We'd better get going, the cold air isn't good for you Princess."

"You're right" When you want to wear his shawl. The wind came crashing strong enough to blow Lucy's shawl.

Watching the wind carry her shawl dancing in the air, then falling in the middle of a crowded street-puts Lucy into silence. The arrival of this wind was quite strange, it even felt very unnatural.

"I'll get it, please wait for me for a moment, Princess."

"No need, the shawl may also have been stepped on. You don't have to dirty your hands, Sylfia." But Sylfia did not listen to Lucy, so she walked over to pick up her shawl.

Lucy leaned against her chair, trying to make the most comfortable position to relax her body. He sighed and closed his eyes, ever since he came here Lucy has gotten used to forgetting her pain in Harlie's behavior.

Although he had to admit, sometimes the feeling came when he was alone. That's why he doesn't want to be left alone especially if Kendric isn't around.

"When will Kendric come back?" Lucy muttered involuntarily.

Are you lonely, my Maharani ...

The tring!

Lucy opened both her eyes, as she heard a soft yet firm voice-piercing her ears. And now in front of him there is a white rabbit with blue eyes, on his head there is a crescent moon emblem that is quite interesting.

It seemed, this little animal opened an ordinary holy spirit or it could be said that she was not a fairy like Tyrsha.

"You who?"

It's our first meeting since your birth, I've been really looking forward to it all this time.

"You know me?"

Of course, it wasn't you who brought me to life from your pure soul.

Lucy tilted her head a little, she was not very familiar with the adorable rabbit's words. "When did I do it?"

Without the spell, your Manna will form sinzu by itself, so that I am created.

"I .., still don't understand."

You are truly my poor Lord, your birth is so awaited by the heavens. But as if Nature becomes greedy, you also have to go through an unjust life.

"You don't seem to be an ordinary little creature, huh. Do you know anything about me?"

Of course, you are His Highness the Empress Serenity, the Master whom I must serve as your Soul Of Life. Only, your life will not be as easy as the previous Maharani.

"Maharani?"

Your Majesty, you were born to be Vasellica in the Land of the Gods. However, your destiny as Robin is indisputable. Inevitably, as Robin's next candidate you must give balance to this nature perfectly. In other words, you should give blood and-----

"My daughter has returned, sorry to keep you waiting a long time."

Lucy turned her head, looking at Sylfia with a sullen look. After that, he was very curious about his figure as Robin who was always greeted warmly by all holy spirits.

But it must be delayed due to Sylfia's improper arrival. Surprisingly again, just a moment Lucy averted her eyes the rabbit was no longer there.

"Are you okay, Princess?"

"I'm .., I'm fine."

"If you're not feeling well, it's best to go back Princess. Winter has come and maybe today will snow."

Once again curiosity chases her, everything the rabbit says really makes Lucy uncomfortable. Who exactly is this?

"Daughter?"

"You're right, we'd better go back."

"Good Princess. Please go back to the palace, Aster." After Sylfia gave the order to the chariot driver. They also returned to the palace.

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"Robin, Vasilissa, Vasellica, Serenity-lately too many names I got huh. Hm, what am I guessing? Looks like Vasilissa and Vasellica's writing is pretty much the same."

Lucy read well Arclanta's writing with bad alanyas himself, because since the first is not too smart in Arclanta so she does not know how to write it or its meaning.

"I shouldn't have been lazy to learn it when my mother forced me to understand Arclanta. Now I'm even sorry. Because not understanding what it means seems like my hope to know is only through the rabbit. Tyrsha and Molie still didn't want to say more details." Lucy observes the writing in the book she wrote, it feels like there is a sense of deja vu with the words Vasilissa.

"I'm sure, have you heard it-or have I read it? What is the effect of mostly reading stories, so I forget which story I've read," Lucy tried to remember the words of Vasilissa. "Don't know ah! The more thought it makes a headache." Lucy crossed out the name on a book on the table.

' --- You were born to be Queen in the Land of the Gods ....'

"God yes .., I don't think I'll ever get her grace. Even my expectations are always ignored" Lucy looks moody.

Lucy put the book on the table as her pillow pad. While staring at the lazy night sky that is not so pitch or bright, Lucy stared at the moon that looks beautiful just like next to her. Somehow only here Lucy can see the moon so clearly and quite close.

Is it because this region is floating? But if viewed very seriously, it turns out the moon is also lonely. Every night he was the light of the Nabastala.

"You, like this, are like the moon."

Lucy turned her head, seeing Kendric coming in a sudden way. Standing very gallantly on the balcony railing with his noble jass fluttering off the wind, Lucy reminds him of a fairy tale describing the prince's presence to the Princess of the Tower.

"Do I really look like the moon?"

"Of course, you're beautiful like the moon tonight." Hearing that Lucy looks a little disappointed, the end of what she means is the loneliness of the moon not its beauty. But, let him also be quite flattered by Kendric's confession.

"Is your business done, Kendric?" Kendric got off, then walked up and sat down next to Lucy on a park bench on Lucy's balcony room. "I'm sorry, I left you too long."

"If it's important business, you don't have to apologize. You left only a few hours ago instead of hundreds of years."

"But still, I'd go crazy if I didn't see you." Romance sentences that sound blatantly make Lucy embarrassed, even though she often read the sentence in a novel.

"What are you writing?" Lucy hurriedly closed the book with great hesitation, "I, I'm just writing my curiosity."

"What do you want to know again?"

"Nothing really," Lucy can't seem to hide her lies. "Tell me."

"That ..., I-I just didn't expect that the Gods really existed. Tyrsha said they existed a long time ago."

"Did you not believe it all this time?"

"Not distrust, but people like them are so opaque in Darkness World. Our world, just believe that God is To Fos tou Fengariou and To iliako fos. Even so they were always under the auspices of the Lord and Queen, Father and Mother also never talked about such a creature. So I just assumed they were real powerful creatures."

"Then how do you feel about them?"

Lucy's silent gaze became blank and so piercingly cold, many times the flash of memory of her suffering that it always stoned the soul to hope that she would always be fine to be shattered and helpless. Just because she-she has always been Mate's hope, it requires her to wish on God to grant her wish.

But then the gods ignored him! And what happens is that Lucy keeps getting hurt by Harlie's treatment just because of her hopes for that senseless love.

"Me, I hate them. Especially to the Emperor of the heavens."

D E G H!!

Kendric was silenced with a feeling of surprise, a short sentence that so pierced the convex of his heart sliced the pain of his right status as a race that hated Lucy.

"If they really exist, I would like to meet their leader and ask for all the injustice in my life. If it is true that the Emperor is the absolute rule of the heavens in knitting the destiny of living beings, I want him to answer all my sufferings."

"What do you want ta...nyakan?" kendric's fear during this time really happened, there was no way a small creature like Lucy would not be injured just because of his bad destiny caused by him himself.

Lucy lowered her head, she gripped firmly on her dress. All this time he had always held everything by himself, crying out to suffer silently without knowing everyone that he was injured.

Since childhood, Lucy has always prayed and wished to the Gods. That he will not shed tears even if only a day. To be the happiest Princess everyone wants, or to be the woman Mata sincerely loves.

"If the Emperor is able to change and grant hope, why? Why is the Emperor ignoring me, and always demanding suffering over this game of fate?"

"No Lucy, I-I-I mean, the Emperor never ignored you or wanted to play you."

"Then why the Lord did not come to my aid when every moment I always prayed, that he could also save me from this suffering over all the games of fate of a Mate. I don't need to be hurt or betrayed ...."

' That's because, I can't possibly grant all your hopes of being with him. While I am your real Mata, I will not be able to let you go Lucy! '

Now Kendric realized, as if he had just picked the fruit from the reinforcements he had planted long ago. Kendric is desperate to curse himself, if only long ago he stopped 15-year-old Lucy from meeting Harlie at a palace party.

Maybe Lucy doesn't need to be like this, saving a lot of dedicated wounds with a wide variety of shapes and reasons. Kendric can only observe Lucy from afar until she grows up.

And for the first time in a long time, she was able to speak face-to-face at Aletha's wedding. That day he did not want to answer or reply to Lucy's greeting, but he was too surprised because Lucy wanted to come and invite him to speak first.

All wrong, he should soon realize that Vasilissa is a weak Mate of existence. Because he is also negligent in maintaining his love, Lucy must fall into the heart of another king.

It was only one King that he met and he remembered, what if Lucy's family allowed Lucy to participate in the noble class outside the palace and meet with all the kings of various races.

Didn't it, all the Kings would fight for it because of their obsession with the caste of Vasilissa? Damnit damnit! just thinking about it has upset Kendric.

He just wants Lucy to see him alone and think of him as the Mate he recognizes. But, Kendric doesn't want to hate Lucy now how should he explain it?

"Kendric?"

" ......... " Kendric was still silent and shocked.

It seemed that Lucy had been too late in speaking, even though everything was true from the bottom of her heart. But that was his old feeling because now everything is not the same anymore.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken like that. Now I don't care if they exist or don't exist, because I already have you ...."

Kendric again made silenced, when Lucy red his right hand and stick on his face that is so warm.

"That pain decreases every time you're with me, as if your presence is familiar to me. I'm starting to get to know the meaning of being loved and feeling so happy, I'm sure you'll never lie to this feeling like her. Because of that-- I love you," Lucy smiled gently as she clasped Kendric's hand on her face.

' Your smile hurt Lucy, what if your gentle gaze today-one day will look coldly at me. What if your love words could turn out to hate me, I can't honestly introduce myself - If I'm the God of the Emperor you hate the most. '

Thick clouds shut down the moonlight, allowing the pitch to rule space. Tree branches that drop withered leaves, forced to fall without any grass to greet him.

As if Kendric wanted to cover up his feelings of regret, he hugged Lucy tightly.

"Lucy ...."

Please, please,

"I love you too."

Don't punish me so soon ....

Between the darkness of the night, the thick cloudy sky brushed aside a speck of white light that fell massively and so gently. The details of that winter splinter fell and landed on Lucy's palm.

"Salju ...," muttered Lucy.

A sign of snow falling in the midst of lightheartedness, commemorating them that - The real winter storm IS ABOUT TO BEGIN !!

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