The Witch's Curse
Red Envelope

(Illustration of King Zanzabir III and Queen Elsha)

Well, my castle is so merry.

It is not an exaggeration to call the Rainbow Palace as Princess Isyana Castle? Because I'm the only royal to live here when all my brothers are married.

I am very happy to be able to eat with His Majesty and Queen, even though I am taking a bite. At a minimum, eating together like this can be a consolation when you are frustrated about to become a citizen of the polar country.

Imagining being the queen of a foreign country together with an illegitimate husband whose face I don't even know gives me goosebumps.

Come to think of it, I also do not want to see his face, if his reputation is already that bad.

"Now, come with me, son," He took me to the Solar Palace. I'm tired of walking there, but let it be, all sports after a big meal. I still imagine the waffle cream made by Mazda that uses strawberry jam this time. Obviously imported strawberries, they taste so sweet. I should have eaten more.

"Daughter, if you're already a Queen, you should pay attention to your appetite like that beast" grunted Queen Elsha who was looking at me drooling when she had just finished eating.

"Ready Your Majesty!" I answered aloud and ended up tickling him.

"Geez, when are you, Princess!"

We still laughed together all the way to the Solar Palace.

Seen all around, sunflowers were already blooming. Yes, the Spring of Flowers. In accordance with the situation I am currently experiencing.

The queen pulled out of the path and plucked a sunflower and gave it to me.

"Daughter, I know this wedding isn't easy, but I hope you can still shine like this flower, son. In my heart, you are still our youngest daughter. Please don't be so sad,"

I received the flowers with a hilarious feeling and was a little guilty. Deep down inside, I understood his sincerity. However, I was already planning to stop by. I'm sorry, Mother. My heart understands, but my brain does not accept. I'm already preparing to leave the capital tomorrow and pack some makeshift clothes. Before that, take it easy, I have already left the will and brought some gold coins, hehe.

"Sit down, son."

His Majesty told me to sit down and take out a piece of paper.

"Write a list of wedding gifts you want" she said with a smile.

A bounty?

Oho! This is what I need!

I could steal some of these gifts for my runaway dark fund.

"I'd like some money, Your Honor,"

"Is there really nothing else?"

"really"

"What about that rare gem dress you want? Magna said you even saved up specifically to buy it?"

"There is no need anymore, Sire,"

"My daughter... If it's just us, just call Dad.. Or call Papa? Like your childhood?"

They laugh.

"If you can, as soon as possible, Dad. His money. Cash yes," my eyes sparkled imagining father's allowance beyond royal allowance.

"Well, how much do you want?"

"Se.. Ten million Rilla," I said rather gloatingly.

Your son laughed, though,

"Truly just that?"

"Can I have more???" I was shocked by the voice of Deheman Her Majesty.

"Such is enough, Father," I replied quickly in order to preserve the dignity of this exhausting princess.

Ten million Rilla is enough for my escape fund. That kind of money is like the cost of living for one big family for a year.

That's how my conversation with the King and Queen ended. Before I prepared to return to the Rainbow Palace, the King slipped a portrait in my grasp.

"This is a portrait of King Cordovan. Hope you like it, son."

I smiled nodding softly as I squeezed in a slight sign of annoyance. What's the point of looking at this guy's picture? Make my day bad.

******

"Daughter..... It's the paper, the pen and the red envelope you need" Moti knocked on my door. A little tired apparently all day around the palace complex. But I have to write a letter! I'll write a letter of refusal of application to King Cordovan and a will to mother and father.

"Come in,"

Moti put down the stationery and swiftly incised my feet.

"You tired? Here I massage, "

"You did it, right?"

"Hehe.... "

"Make what? Tumben wrote a letter?" ask Moti astonishment.

"There's dehhhh.. Secret.. later also know, "my answer accordingly.

Moti massage is so good, I forget the day is getting night. After worship, I will write a letter. Must. Oh sleepiness! Go first. I'll see you later.

*****

"Tell the emissary of the Kingdom of Cordovan tonight, in secret!" my orders to Moti. He nodded his sign of understanding. Before long, Moti darted out of the palace towards the secret passageway that connects to the Sky Palace, the residence of the important guests. The royal envoy of Cordovan and some princess suitors rested there.

The letter in the red envelope is the international code for an urgent message that must be conveyed to the royal leader and is highly classified.

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