ACASHA (A Symbol of Eternity and Resurrection)

Chapter 04's

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After the meal, Duke Herli invited Castela and the marchel to see the state of Camelia. They went up to the second floor and entered into the room that was Camelia's room.

In a room as vast as Castela's, there was a girl of her age lying down. Accompanied by several nurses and servants who are always on standby there.

Castela peeked out from behind Duke Herli's back. He saw a girl who looked very much like him unconscious with many wounds on his body. Duke Herli smiled, then took Castela's hand and brought her closer to Camelia's bed.

"Geez, Camelia's situation is really worrying. How exactly did the accident happen, that they both look so pathetic." Marcel doesn't believe in himself.

"Dear Castela, this is Camelia, she's your sister." Duke Herli introduced them.

Castela looked at Duke Herli's face, "Do you know why the carriage we rode could fall into the abyss?" Ask Castela slowly.

Duke Herli shook his head, he regretted not knowing what exactly happened to the horse carriage that his two Daughters rode. He suspected that the horse-drawn carriage was attacked by robbers in the middle of the road. Because the knights he assigned to look after his daughter and also the coachman who rode the horse there were no survivors. There were no eyewitnesses, making the case meet no bright spot.

"The "knight and coachman who accompanied you all died. At first, Papa has also resigned to you, dear. Seeing Camelia's condition like this, it's impossible for you to survive." Said Duke Herli while gently rubbing the head of Castela.

"meaning papa? What was Castela's condition then?" Marcel asked with a frown.

"Castela's condition was found to be more severe than Camelia's current condition. Camelia was found stricken by a horse-drawn carriage with the coachman. While Castela, you were found sandwiched between the river stone and the edge of a cliff, at the bottom of a ravine whose water leads to the sea. Surprisingly, with heavy injuries to the head and other parts of the body, Castela was even more conscious than Camelia whose wounds were not as severe as Castela's. Back then, everyone believed, if ACASHA had returned." Duke Herli smiled.

"It doesn't really make sense." Marcel continued while shaking his head in disbelief.

"A-casha? What is acasha?" Ask Castela.

He knows absolutely nothing about this world. And again, Duke Herli said something very foreign in his ear.

"Ah, god, what exactly is in your brain right now Castela? Even young children know what ACASHA is. Are you really that stupid as rumored?"Marcel stared at Castela in disbelief.

"Heyy!! I don't need your protest, Marchel! Can't you explain to me what acasha is without telling me stupid? You're a mean-mouthed man. In fact, I didn't even know what my name was when I woke up." Castela said annoyedly.

Duke Herli stared intently at Marcel in front of him who seemed to be misbehaving. He scratched his non-itchy neck while smiling foolishly, trying to avoid the gaze of Duke Herli who was ready to pounce on him at any moment.

"You shouldn't have said that to your sister Marchel. Didn't you tell me, if your sister lost her memory. You should have explained well what your sister asked. Not insulting her like that."

"Ahh, I'm sorry pa, I was just kidding. I just still can't believe Castela's got that rare disease." Said evasive.

"Well, no problem, I don't need your explanation either. Let's just say whatever explains it, won't you?" Castela asked as she hugged Duke Herli's burly arm.

'Shit! Why can't my heart compromise! Be aware, heart, this man is your own father, waste your filthy thoughts.' Inner Castela.

"Oh, baby, that's what papa's for here." Duke Herli smiled sweetly.

"So, can you explain what acasha is?" Ask Castela again.

"According to the beliefs of our ancestors, this country was protected by a Goddess. The goddess sacrificed herself to protect our country until our country became a land of security, peace, and prosperity, not a single people who lack. No one knows the name of the goddess. But he said, every fifty years, the goddess will be born a beautiful girl who will bless this land. Bring it to a more glorious time. No matter which one he came from, the royal family would marry him to the crown prince. That's what happens in generations. They called the goddess acasha, which means symbol of immortality and resurrection." Duke Herli.

"But you're not the acasha you mean. You only get a little blessing from acasha, because acasha herself was born and married to the crown prince." Marcel cut their conversation.

"I didn't ask you Marcel." Castela said exasperatedly. I don't know why this man really provoked his emotions earlier.

"Okay, I just feel like you're definitely gonna ask." Said Marchel indifferently while shrugging both of his shoulders.

Castela turned his gaze back towards Duke Herli.

"How did they find him? Couldn't someone lie to be the wife of the crown prince?" Ask Castela

"Every fifty years, there will be a sanctification at the altar of the palace. All unmarried women will be gathered at the altar of the palace. They will be given the opportunity to hold an heirloom sword passed down for generations to members of the royal family. Whoever is the woman who raised the sword, she is the Acasha, the patron goddess of this land."

"Two years ago, the event was held. You can't keep up with the show because you keep shutting yourself in your room and don't talk to anyone until you've been knocked unconscious for days. Camelia and the other unmarried girls attended the event. They failed, but there was one woman who succeeded, actually could not be said to succeed. Because the girl dropped the sword on the floor. However, because no other girl can do the same thing, then the girl is chosen and considered as acasha. She is now the wife of the crown prince, daughter of Rosenta." Duke Herli.

"But I still can't believe that she's an acasha pa, aren't there some officials who say that the sword accidentally got snatched by a knight and fell when the woman was about to hold it? But that opinion was immediately broken just because the commoner girl had once saved the prince's life. It could be that what Castela said was true, anyone could lie to get a throne." Marcel said while playing Castela's long hair.

Castela stared intently at the marchel who responded to her cuefully. However, his curiosity was greater than his sense of regret because this man next to him was playing his hair without permission.

"Why do you dare to say that to Marchel?" Ask Castela.

"Let's know, I'm just saying what I know. Moreover, I have two reasons that I think can be calculated."

Duke Herli just chose to be quiet and listen to the conversation that happened to his two children. Honestly, he also did not feel sure if Rosenta's daughter was ACASHA. However, at that time he had no evidence to oppose the awarding of the title to the girl from the lower class named Rosenta.

"What's that?"

"The first, since the awarding of the title and the marriage was direct, has been counted for two years, but there has been no change whatsoever to SEATHLAND. In fact, I heard rumors that some areas are affected by drought and crop failure, so they have difficulty fulfilling their lives. The area was previously fine. In my opinion, SEATHLAND was even worse due to the marriage. Second, I heard that the girl was suffering from a severe enough illness, thus causing SEATHLAND to have no successors. And all this could happen because of one small problem that they initially ignored." Marcel looked seriously at Duke Herli then turned to Staring at Castela.

"You're Castela." Further

"I? Are you crazy? Why are you getting me involved in this? Didn't I tell you that if I didn't attend the event, you were bragging about Marcel too much." Castela did not accept.

Duke Herli was silent, then he stared fixedly at his daughter.

"You're right, Marcel, why don't you think that way?" Duke Herli said later.

Castela looked at Duke Herli in disbelief. How Duke Herli could agree with his brother's foolish remarks. Isn't that obviously just a joke?

"We were really stupid Castela, we could have missed one important thing. There's still a reason that Rosenta isn't an acasha, but you." Marchel said in disbelief.

"Oh my god, what should we do Marcel? Didn't the royal family have issued an order to make Camelia the second wife of the prince? Camelia is in a coma, she can't possibly marry a prince. Automatically, Castela will definitely be ordered to replace it. Moreover, they already know if Camelia and Castela had an accident at that time. What do you think, Marchel?" Duke Herli asked with a worried face.

"What the fuck? Didn't I tell you that I'm not acasha?! Papa, why do you believe Marcel's stupid words? Rosenta is an acasha, that's the truth not me. He's just bragging." Castela did not accept.

How can he accept, if he knows nothing about the problems in this country. He's been here for less than a week. How could he possibly have a relationship with a patron goddess who believed the inhabitants of this land to be acasha.

"You're crazy!" He said again irritatedly as he walked out of the room with a gloomy feeling.

"Look, I don't want to get involved with the problems in this world. Arghh I just want to go back to my world." His words were upset while dragging his shoes rough to cause a loud knocking sound.

"Pa, how's this? I can't let my sister in danger. I suspect, lest an accident happen to them-"

"Papa was also suspicious of Marchel. Everything you said just now, it really makes sense. It looks like Castela is in danger. Moreover, the news of his recovery had now spread widely quickly." Said Duke Herli who was nodded by Marcel.

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