TIKZ [Moving To The Golden Age]
071 - CALLIGRAPHY

"Hamba salutes His Majesty the Empress."

"Candra, just act like normal when not at a formal event," Idaline reprimanded not happy with the changes made by Candra. Usually the child is open and smiles brightly. His face was now expressionless.

"Hamba mana dares," replied Candra with an expressionless face.

"Huh. Candra, I made you your favorite chili!"

"Well, how dare."

"Yes, I'll spend it. Though this is not too spicy, it feels right!" Idaline raised her eyebrows, Candra remained standing unabated with a flat expression like a highway. Idaline sighed then patted the wooden chair next to her. "Sit down, this is an order."

"Well, how brave,"

"This kid why come if you're just standing?" Idaline grabs Candra's hand. "What's wrong?" tanya Idaline saw Candra's sad expression.

"Sister, people say I can't see you anymore" Candra cried.

"Hm. Sit down first," said Idaline finally followed Candra. "Listen, Candra. The people around you may say this and that and I'll be busy with the ladies and ladies, but they're people I don't know, I want to keep talking to Candra."

Idaline wiped Candra's tears and smiled to see that Candra's tears had stopped. "Patience huh? I'll meet the ladies and mistresses. Eat what is full!" order Idaline before leaving the dining room.

Candra complied with Idaline and devoured food on the table until the ludes, she then sat down at the garden table while looking straight at Idaline who was still talking with the ladies and mistress nonstop.

"Master, maybe His Majesty will be until the afternoon" said the lady who has twice filled Candra teapot.

"Sister today promises to buy jugs and jugs directly in the capital."

"Actually the ladies have called the best craftsmen in the capital," said the lady-in-waiting pointing with her two thumbs to the horse-drawn carriage which had just stopped with the craft-crafts carriage behind the main horse-drawn carriage.

"hee? Did you forget?" muttered Candra annoyed. He had imagined going shopping with Idaline.

They used to shop briefly because they were chased by time and shopping for boring materials. Now Candra wants to buy interesting objects, but Idaline forgets her promise!

"Mazandra! Come here!" call Idaline from her seat. "Mrs Buntala had the acquaintance of the greatest craftsmen. Choose what you like."

"But brother.." Candra showed the paper in her hand.

"Oh yes." Idaline received the Candra paper and gave it to the craftsman. "Can you make this?"

"We will" replied the craftsman after reading the details of the Candra design paper and they agreed.

"good. Make each of the four pairs with different colors that are interconnected in color."

"Okay, Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty the Empress, I have given her the design. If nothing else, I beg you to leave," said Candra puffing her cheeks.

Idaline opened her mouth and smiled. "Miss and mistress, it's getting late. I have other things to do."

The ladies and mistress glanced at each other at the proximity of the maharani and the man who was predicted as a great witch. There is nothing suspicious when the maharani is close to a great man.

The problem was that Candra did not act as a subordinate should.

They could only conclude with their own thoughts.

"We beg you to resign, Your Majesty." The ladies and mistresses brought a set of gifts from Idaline and got into their carriages. They had just departed after the maharani had entered his residence.

"Candra, today can't travel. Want to do something else?"

Candra tapped her finger on her chin thinking hard about replacing precious time with a precious object. He smiled when he got the idea in his head.

"What if I make my name, brother?"

"Calligraphy?" tanya Idaline answered a nod by Candra. "I can't do art." Idaline answered honestly. He is not confident in art.

"Write your brother's hand." Candra said firmly. With this he got an heirloom that was second to none.

The seriousness of Candra's face confused Idaline, he took a brush and black ink and wrote the name Candra Ekadanta in the middle of a large paper.

"Very bad," murmured Idaline watching her dry writing that flashed down.

"I like my brother!" exclaiming Candra snatched the paper from the hands of Idaline who was about to throw it away.

"So, what's the news today?"

"Regrettably, the soldiers were hooked on gambling. It was known that a group of them had threatened the noble youth to extort his money. What surprised them most was that they dared to fight back and consider themselves equal when the young man's family learned that the money that kept running out in the young man's treasure box was due to their blackmail."

Spending money in a short time makes them angry, then all they can do next is oppress the weak so as not to lose after they spend money with greed.

Spending money hoping that its value can double on a fake bet.

"They've been handled?" tanya Idaline wants the best answer.

He did not want to find any other surprising facts, such as the soldiers who did not gamble turned a blind eye because the soldiers who gambled were their comrades or the straight soldiers were afraid of the gamblers soldiers.

"It happened at the academy next to the Sanjaya family's main house."

Idaline smiled a little. Although he wants to know how the conditions on the field if there is no Rawindra Sanjaya, this time he is grateful Indra can handle the gamblers and the incident also where gambling ended quickly.

"Very unlucky," Idaline's comment did not need any further explanation.

"Sister, Bangkara is an artist born in Cipamali. He had no power but his painting was his weapon. He was sent by Prabu Lingga Buana to paint Buntala's fourth miss."

"Good job!" furious Idaline. He knew this situation, the situation where destiny would meet. Idaline does not know next whether according to the plot or deviated like her destiny. Either way, there are huge advantages to Idaline.

"But very good," added Idaline propping up her chin.

If it does not fit the groove, this is an opportunity for Idaline to re-enjoy the rest of the time outside the palace!

If it fits the plot, he will give a surprise and ask for a ticket out of the palace!

Idaline guessed the groove that had occurred, had reached how far everything went according to the groove.

Come to think of it Hayan had seen the Bangkara painting while going to the market with him

"Did Hayan see it then? Is he in love with the painting? Is Hayan going to propose to her?" inner Idaline wonders.

Idaline is uncomfortable.

"Eleven to twenty-four days they'll be there" Candra noticed Idaline's face. This is a great danger to the Idaline position, but the woman is very calm.

"May they arrive safely." Idaline did it sincerely.

"I can't read what you're planning."

"We'll look at the carving samples you brought from all over the area" Idaline said.

Candra is a free person, although a palace witch is tied to the palace, which witches do not do too much because few are interested in magic.

So that the progress is not too considered by the state unless it finds tools that can be used by the recluses as well.

In contrast to ascetics and wrestlers, outside of official duties they would usually be invited by noble families and or sent to the region to train the successors of the nation.

"Sister, I'm getting married" Candra said as Idaline looked through the drawing paper.

"Well, my Candra is big. You are still so cute." Idaline pinched Candra's cheek and tugged at her.

"Eh? Since when is it a bit tight like this? Here, Candra. Eat a lot of chocolate. A lot of sleep." Idaline thrusts a box of chocolates out of the ring with a stone giving Candra.

"I've been fifteen years." Candra. Idaline still considers herself a child

"still. You're fifteen." Idaline presses the word still while pinching Candra's nose to redden. "His death. Rich clown haha."

"But thirteen-year-old sister." Candra rubbed her flushed nose.

"Eh??" Idaline forgot at her current age because her appearance was so mature. Moreover, always look at Djahan who has grown up and Hayan's face that looks more mature than his age.

She always thought she was a twenty-five year old woman!

"Badud what is brother?" tanya Candra remembered the strange kos akata coming out of Idaline's mouth.

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© Al-Fa4 | 19 October 2021

Remember yes! This was six hundred years ago. The age of grandmothers alone is still many who married at the age of nine to thirteen years. More than that is invited old virgin or old virgin.

meleber = ink leaking, spilling, out of sync between desired line with emerging ink.

If anyone can explain more clearly, comment yes meaning meleber!

Btw calligraphy want to be flanked with Candra huh?