
The Fifth Prince approached, touching Aster's forehead, feeling his apparently lower temperature. Ordinary people should feel warm. "As, are you cold?" tanyakanya.
Dejavu. Moreover, the call ... as if a sign that people in the real world told him to come back. Meanwhile, Aster slowly forgets his life at school. He's afraid. Because he does not remember his past as a junior high school student, but the figure of Kris and Vanesa always made him realize where he came from. If at any point the memories in the real world completely vanish, really, Aster doesn't want to imagine them.
"Aster, you're daydreaming."
"Eh, sorry."
The Fifth Prince repeated the question, "Are you cold? If so, I'll ask the waiter to light the fireplace."
"I'm not cold!" his reply.
"Alright, continue eating."
Aster nodded, then sat back to his original position. He no longer ate greedily like that. This time his movement was more relaxed. Precisely in the Fifth Prince's eyes, the clumsiness of the girl was increasingly apparent.
"By the way, I didn't see the bracelet you used to wear," he said melting the atmosphere. "You're keeping it somewhere, right? I don't think the bracelet will ever come off your hand."
Aster was picking up a chicken, his mouth open ready to wait for the food to come in, but stopped in the middle of the road when the Fifth Prince asked.
Now his gaze went down, staring at the wrist in horror. The thing that was supposed to stick the tub fused to the bone, disappeared!
There ain't?
Impossible, right!
Time and time again, Aster tried to take off the bracelet. His unique carving seemed to have a code to be released, but he always failed. It is impossible to fall somewhere.
Did the magician take it? But, for what?
Aster remembered when the last object given by Mr. Steven was still attached pretty on his wrist. Around yesterday afternoon? At that time the clock moves to the number two or three. Severe, it could be Aster forgot. Maybe the night when the girl takes a shower? He remembers slapping the mosquito with the bracelet still in his hand.
After that, the next day, he was with the First Prince looking for Sari.
"Aah?" Aster raised his head, then saw many question marks on the Fifth Prince's gaze.
"What's wrong? Don't tell me the bracelet's gone."
Guess the guy was on target. Aster touching lips using index, thinking pose. If not the First Prince, the second suspect could indeed be the Fifth Prince. This man had taken her to the room, changed her clothes, especially when she found out about the bracelet.
Mr. Steven said the bracelet could help Aster in a precarious situation, even saving him if he was in danger. There are several folds on Aster's forehead, indicating that the honey-sweet girl is thinking about complicated things.
"It looks like my bracelet was taken by people" he said bitterly.
"It's not me." The Fifth Prince said coldly.
Aster smiling horse. "Eii, how dare I accuse Fifth Brother?"
"Huh, but the way you look at me says otherwise."
"ahahaha. No tuh! Just Fifth Brother's feelings. But, Sis. I'd better go home now because I need to make sure of something."
"You want to find a bracelet?"
"Yes ...." Think sad.
"Your food is not over yet." The Fifth Prince seemed to imply the meaning of the sentence that Aster had to spend all the food if he wanted to go home. However, Aster could not stay here for long.
"Don't lie! You haven't eaten all day. How can your stomach be full with just a few mouthfuls?" jolt the Fifth Prince. The girl in front of him blinked twice. He almost equated the Class Chief with the Fifth Prince, even though the nature of the two was much different. Kris wouldn't force it much less.
Aster complains. "That's it. I'll take some side dishes to eat at home? How's it?"
The man raised his eyebrows. Hearing Aster speak a raw language, the Fifth Prince replied half-heartedly. As long as his sister wants to eat. "If it can."
Phew.
Finally, Aster left the Fifth Prince's pavilion while carrying a basket filled with grilled chicken. He walked down the path alone after a long negotiation with the Prince. The forcing man was eager to escort him to the Silence Pavilion, as if there would be a villain halfway through.
The reason why Aster did not approve of his brother's wishes was because his goal was not the Silence Pavilion, but rather the number one grandest building that now stood not far from where he stood. Interior design ranging from walls, walls, to doors also look striking. Everything is made of gold. The girl clucked in envy.
Dozens of private maids were seen pacing back and forth on the terrace. Although the moon changed the sun, the First Prince still employed his servants until his eyes were closed. Aster clenched his hands so outside—without ignoring the arrival of the Thirteenth Princess—The First Prince was engrossed in torturing one of the servants.
With a slanted smile, the First Prince controlled his energy to lift people's bodies. The plant was exactly like the First Prince's gift that bothered Aster's pavilion courtyard.
"Uaakh, T-lord Prince. Please forgive me, hisk!" please the woman with a flood of tears. The reeds were tightly wrapped around his body.
"First Prince!" shouts Aster. He approached the man.
The First Prince looked. His smile became increasingly. "My dear sister, I never thought I'd see you again. I thought you were packed nicely and sent to another palace."
Aster grunts annoyedly. He saw it through the tail of the eye, a human being swayed by a giant plant was holding a scream of fear. The servants who had passed by on the porch had not paid attention to the actions of their masters. Like they were blind.
"I don't know when exactly His Majesty threw me into the Next Palace, but before that, please return my things!" Aster hands one hand. His eyes are still sharp.
"What stuff? I didn't take your bracelet. It must be someone else, "he looks.
"Hey, I didn't even mention what items were missing, but you knew right away. You must have taken it on purpose, right? Actually for what? Oh, my God, there's no benefit for you." Aster grabbed her hair in frustration.
The First Prince held back a laugh. "There certainly is."
"What indeed?"
"Troubt you."
"Eerrgh! You're out of work, aren't you?" Aster moved his hand as if he was about to strangle the First Prince. Though the problem of Aster has been a lot, but this man even bothers him.
Should the girl spell it out one-on-one? First, he had not yet sought the fourth verse recited during the rapture ritual. Second, he had yet to find a magical cat. And thirdly, he had yet to find the magic necklace thief. Meanwhile, in order to return to the origin world he needs to carry out the main mission that Aster does not know what it is. Hah, enough of all the burden of this dream! Aster felt his brain boil.
Stupid, miaw!
Aster jerks. His head was slightly raised hearing the voice of the magical cat. It's hallucinations?
The Fifth Prince laughed. "Isn't life in the Palace very boring? Besides, why can't the soul representative leave the Palace without an envoy? Your fate is really good, yes, Aster."
The howling cry of pain adorned the Prince's bastard laughter. Aster closes the ears. "Can you let go of that woman?"
"Why? You want to be a replacement?"
"Hoho, no!" reply quickly. He formed the letter 'X' using both arms. "Please continue." Aster smiled sweetly.
The First Prince laughed again.