ACASHA (A Symbol of Eternity and Resurrection)

Chapter 25's

...🦋 HAPPY READING 🦋...

How exactly is the concept of happiness? Is there a sense of satisfaction that arises from getting something you want? Or is it a sense of sincerity when you can't get what you want?

Can we take the happiness of others as happiness? So many welcome messages to change. Saying one sentence that leads to the same ending, may you be a happy family.

Happy for whom is this?? There was not a single hint of happiness perched in his heart. Intentionally imposed compulsion under the pretext of happiness, by seizing the happiness of others, is it possible to get a happy ending?

They are all happy, but they do not realize that right now, they are happy above the suffering of others.

Is this how a ruler leads his country? Even to just choose a partner, he was shackled with ridiculous rules that could not be understood by logic. The King's word is the word of God he said.

People across the country are rejoicing. Celebrating the happy day of the successor of this country will be an actual marriage. Castela smiled bitterly, this was her first time feeling like she was being played.

What is happy? He even married to guarantee the head of his entire family. Palace, is not a beautiful place as most people imagine. The real palace is hell. They know, but they seem to turn a blind eye to luxury and to the position that must be achieved with lies and deceit alone.

A standing ovation rang across the entire SEATHLAND plain as the empress' crown was officially attached to her head. Castela stared at the sea of people below, smiling happily. Suppose he could choose, would he not have said that he would rather marry a peasant than live in the support of a ruler?

Afterwards he preferred to pull over, looking at each end of SEATHLAND from an unspoiled angle. Letting the two people at the other end wave one another, as if they were the stars. Greeting with a happy face, hiding a cruel mask that is completely inhuman.

Castela stared far to the end there. Both of his eyes glared at the thought of their conversation while in a small town of Raksa. Even to this day he still does not know what the prophecy means. But slowly, he realized that the sea of blood between SEATHLAND and Zwitland, closely related to him. Not just himself, but an important figure behind Rosenta.

"Are you going to be happy with my daughter?"

One heart-wrenching question that just tried to look okay. Castela looked at her father's face. Trying to smile, even though the man who was no longer young knew, there were thousands of tears ready to spill at any time in the eyes of his beloved daughter.

"I'll try pa, there's nothing to worry about. As you know, Castela's daughter papa is a strong girl."

Again the smile, the smile that made Duke Herli feel the pain. He just wants his daughter to be happy. It's fine if he had to give up his life instead, he would never regret it. But he even got a rejection.

"If it's about you, I don't care. Let's just say I'm going to the battlefield right now. Sometimes you have to accept the end result later. Whether it's a victory, or a defeat."

A drop of Duke Herli's tears fell. He really felt like a stupid and weak old man. He failed to realize the dreams he had built with his beloved wife. Even if he died, he would not be able to meet his wife, Liliana.

"You don't have to look strong, my daughter. Later, if you feel you are no longer able, you can run. There's nothing wrong when you decide to run from a war. But one thing you should remember my daughter, don't ever give up. When you give up, it's over. And for ever you will bear regret in your life."

"Can you promise me one thing?"

The emerald green netra stared fixedly at his father's eyes. Without many words, Duke Herli could only nod. Unable to give a rejection to a girl who has been willing to sacrifice for the sake of her family.

With a quivering voice Duke Herli answered him.

"I will fight as hard as I can for this war. But promise me, you'll be fine. If anything happens to you, I ask your permission as a SEATHLAND hero, let me destroy the injustice that has been happening all along. Don't block me, let me spill all the pain I'll feel."

The clear liquid finally escaped. Her two beautiful eyes, now full of puddles that showed a seriousness in each of her words.

Never before, if those little lips would say such a terrible thing. But as a father, he could not resist. Today, his daughter stands up to ask for a promise, not just as a father, but someone who is very meritorious about the founding of this country today.

If it is for the sake of justice, then there is no other reason to refuse.

"Do it son, papa promised, if that day comes, papa will not interfere in it. Whatever your decision is, papa's sure you can take responsibility."

The speech slid with a warm embrace that was very soothing. In the meantime, may he ask not to let go of the hug?

On the other hand, in a small town. They're all gathering. The city looks better than it last visited. A red-eyed little boy looked at the man carrying the news with a sharp look.

"Is the news you got really Leo?"

The old man asked with a gaze demanding an answer. Leo, the man in question nodded steadily. There is not the slightest implied lie in each of his words.

"That's impossible! I can't accept if the prince does." A little boy with his shiny red netra said steadily.

Leo, is a man assigned to secretly watch over Lady Castela. In any case, they must protect the girl who has been meritorious to their city.

"I'm not lying Erik. Even if you come to town, you can see how pitiful Lady Castela is right now. But unfortunately, none of them realized it" he said in self-defense.

"What a pity the fate of the Lady, she is a good woman. But why did his destiny seem to be playing tricks on him?" the speech was heard from one of the women, she was the woman who helped Castela prepare the food at that time.

"We're just lowly humans. Only Lady Castela and her family treat us like human beings. I was very surprised to hear him father." viscount Petra spoke with great fret in every single word.

"As you said Petra, we're just lowly humans. It is not appropriate for lowly humans like us to interfere in the destiny of a Goddess who has been given by God. We can only pray for the safety of the ACASHA. Now, that position is in good hands. But it seems, the direction of the wind is slowly changing direction." said grandfather Bili held his head staring at the sky that looked a little different than usual.

"Eventually everything will begin. True destiny can no longer be avoided. Hopefully, everything will be fine." continued Bili's grandfather with a distant gaze.

"The game of fate is about to begin. Goddess, may the Gods not overburden your steps. Zeus and Zean, these lowly humans can only hope for you. I know, you've met your real master."