Time Travel To Meet The Prince
Searching for Sierra in Catalonia

"Because of you, Luz! I don't know the face of Princess Sierra!"

Luz clucked as Hareen relentlessly blamed him, "Ck! It's no use either. You don't even care much, do you?!"

"But I also want to see her beautiful face.Oh my goodness, it must be so beautiful," Hareen squeezed her cheek, imagining the face of that Kastillia noble.

And again Luz chuckled, "Just look at my face, I guarantee Sierra is no prettier than me!"

"Don't brag, you're like a garbage puff, just so you know!"

Luz shouted loudly and got up to beat Hareen, because he did not accept it, Hareen ran, making Luz chase. In the end the house looks like a ship broke, because of the behavior of both.

As for Hefaisen, the boy sat quietly looking at the quarrel of his two brothers with his hands holding the churos. It was like watching a circus show.

"Heeeeeey! Oh my god, my house...!" Einne who had just returned from a neighboring house was greeted by the unfounded state of her home. The two perpetrators ignored, instead hitting each other.

"Akhs! My nose!" Luz suddenly let out a loud scream, his nose bleeding as Hareen deliberately brandished the broomstick in front of the girl's face. But actually he accidentally happened to this incident, he just wanted to protect himself from Luz's blow.

Einne's resigned to seeing it, "Luz, Hareen, trim this all. I'm just gonna treat Luz."

The two glanced at each other cynically.

...---...

This Sunday morning, Harren, Xiangjun, and Elmir were ready with their respective horses. They are preparing the supplies that will be brought to Galicia.

"Bring a lot of food, the journey is quite far," said the descendant of China, when he saw the supply of Hareen so little.

"My mom went to the market, didn't have time to prepare food. But I brought a lot of fruit," Hareen replied, showing a sack of variegated fruit.

Xiangjun and Elmir gave a thumbs up. The over-the-top supply.

"Why Galicia does not provide services between their products at all. Though it is very selling because it is cheap," chirped Elmir.

"Their leadership is very closed. Even he said he never got out of his palace unless there was something important."

"What's the problem with their leader? Aragon, which excels in food alone, still provides inter-food services. Galicia just wants to be good."

"Their leaders forbade their people from leaving the region, perhaps too possessive, fearing that their people would betray them. Therefore, access in and out of there is very minimal."

"Hey friends, already..don't gossip, later you don't leave," said Arabel who just came.

"Eh, Arabel? Why are you here?" Tanya Hareen realized her female friend had come all of a sudden.

"No, I just want to say carefully to you guys," Arabel smiled sweetly, "Be on your way, before the sun gets hotter."

The three were immediately alert tidying up the luggage "Alright, we leave yes... Please tell my mother too, Hareen has departed" Hareen told Arabel.

"Yes, once again be careful on the road, don't forget your swords."

"Yes!" The three who had started to move away.

In there Luz opened the door wide after convincing no one but Arabel outside of "Arabel! Help me cook!"

"No way!"

Arabel snorted, then walked into the house following Luz who walked first.

Without them knowing, someone had a chance to see Luz, "In-she looks like a painting of the Sierra Princess!"

...---...

Day after day had passed, but Sierra's search was fruitless. Making the youngest Prince, Juan Azarcon was struck by unrelenting grief.

The Sierra princess was already half her soul, this indeed sounded ridiculous but Juan was completely dependent on the beautiful girl, The loss of Sierra in Juan's life was like the loss of the sun from the center of the earth revolution. Everything dies.

Even now he had to stay in the kingdom of Catalonia, because a full day traveling around the country.

Tok. The sound of knocking on the door made Juan rise from the bed to open the door, the figure of the only Prince of Catalonia was looking at himself.

"Juan, let's eat" Prince Dariel asked.

His head shook lethargicly, "Thank you for El's offer, I'm not hungry."

As Juan was about to close the door again, Dariel immediately prevented him, "You haven't even eaten at all, we've been searching all day. I know actually you're tired and hungry, let's eat."

"But I'm not really hungry, I'm even full" he lied, but Dariel knew for himself that Juan didn't think about food at all. The Catalan prince is again looking for a way.

"But your men say they won't eat before you eat" Juan seems to have collapsed, considering his men must be starving as well. Without saying much, the man walked out ahead of Dariel.

Arriving at the dining room, the extremely long dining table looked full. Not only the people are full but the food is also very much, the kingdom of Catalonia is very friendly with any region. They always welcome guests very well.

"Come, Juan. Sit here" said the woman who looked a little older than him, Princess Cristina, Dariel's sister.

Juan and Cristina looked awkward as their seats were faced against each other, the woman was one of the many girls who dared to propose to her.

Not how, but Juan had already met with Sierra, but had not dared to state it to the Princess of Kastillia, until finally buried long.

Cristina is Dariel's older sister, who was his friend since childhood. So Juan had also considered Cristina like his own sister.

"Don't be quiet, let's eat" said Dariel who noticed Juan just silently staring at the plate and glass alternately.

Dariel understood the situation, he was silent too. He was never angry with Juan just for rejecting his sister's proposal, the brand was good friends since childhood, especially Juan was a very good person and often helped him.

Then everyone ate quietly, the nobles and subordinates always ate together at the same table, a native Catalan custom that was so respectful of their fellow humans.

The people here really uphold the honor, for whoever they are. Regardless of the degree, Aragon and Catalonia have a very close relationship.

Moreover, Prince of Catalonia, Dariel is a friend of Juan since childhood, they are good friends, often play together. Because Dariel's father had died a long time ago, the Prince was appointed king when he was still so young, about 14 years old.

It should have been a few days ago that Prince Juan would have been given the title of King of Aragon on his wedding day with the Princess of Sierra, but everything had to be postponed to some time.

In Aragon, a Prince who will be made king must be married, while Juan loses his bride-to-be.

Somehow in the future, Juan does not care about the throne, he only cares about his lover, Sierra.

TB