Behind The Castle's

**AUSTRALIA**

After greeting the Xonuds couple, Victoria resumed her steps with a flat face and chin raised high. Until his steps stopped in front of King George who was still always smiling, a smile that holds a lot of meaning.

Gracefully, Victoria crossed and bent slightly one leg. Both her hands spread the sides of the dress. And with a graceful gesture, Victoria slightly bowed her back. "Good day Your Majesty. May you always be blessed with health."

The smile of King George grew. A nod of his fist gave the answer to the greeting Victoria gave him.

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From above the hall, a man with a pitch-black mane with his pair of gray eyeballs was still keeping an eye on all the events happening in the hall. Every now and then he sipped the contents of the champagne glass that was in his left hand because, his right hand was always busy related to the hand of a woman with a defiant red outline.

"hmm.. hhmmm...."

The woman who became his partner, made the direction of the man's gaze move on the woman beside him. "Why baby?"

The woman chuckles at watching how arrogant and arrogant Victoria is right now, and also remembers how Victoria rejected herself who was ready to approach her by trying to be a servant. "He's very haughty Fred. Look how he looks at your father even more so."

The man, Fredrick, chuckles. "Forgive you, how arrogant is he when he rejects you?" Fredrick glanced seductively, which made the woman cluck in annoyance.

"Oh God! Your bride-to-be is a bitch!"

Fredrick again changed the direction of his view on Victoria who was now talking with her father and several officials of the royal parliament. His smile rose, when he saw the look on Victoria's face that was like she wanted to spit on her father's face.

"Calista, try to approach him again"

That woman, Calista. Briefly shake and look down. "He's gonna suck Fred, and he's gonna be hard to get to."

Fredrick remained silent and did not comment again. His thoughts drifted on the events two years ago when he and his father, King George, attended the birthday party of William Arathorn, Duke of Albany.

FLASHBACKS

"Good night Your Majesty, good night Your Highness. Thank you for attending our little party."

Hearing the humble greetings of William and Emylis Arathorn, King George smiled happily and widened his gaze. "Where are your sons and daughters, Will?" As if just remembering something, King George again chimed in his words. "Aahh yes, I forgot that Arthur had gone to the western border."

William just smiled. Not long Emylis came back to them, having previously stopped for a while to look for his daughters.

Emylis comes with a graceful, dark brown unraveling girl. Her light blue dress was very in tune with her pale blue eyeball color. Her pale skin with her fitting body, added to her perfection value. Moreover, her beautiful face that looks soft and innocent makes anyone who looks at her want to always provide protection. And of course, want to have it right away.

"Let me introduce my eldest daughter Your Majesty and Your Highness." Pinta William politely. And a brief nod to King George, made William and Emylis immediately glance at their daughter.

The girl smiled gently.crossing her legs.pulling the side of her dress in a very graceful motion. And slightly bowed her back with great fascination, while greeting with a very graceful and elegant gesture to King George. "Good night Your Majesty, I'm Charlotte Elizabeth."

King George smiled kindly and nodded briefly. He saw his father who had returned the girl's greeting. Like a true gentleman, Fredrick immediately went forward and asked the girl for a helping hand to briefly kiss the back of her hand. "Good night, Lady Charlotte."

Fredrick stared fixedly at that beautiful, soft-looking face. A red veil on both of her cheeks that appeared made her beauty even more. Fredrick acknowledged the legacy of the Arathorn couple, especially the Duchess, was very strongly bequeathed to the face of their eldest daughter.

Beautiful, plain, soft, graceful and elegant. It feels so perfect. But for Fredrick, the girl was just like that. Everything he owned could not penetrate his interest. He'll get boring fast. And Fredrick will be quick to leave, as always.

Fredrick and his father had a long relationship with the Arathorn family. The boredom began to eat away at Fredrick's patience, until he resigned himself to a table that served snacks.

Along the way, the noble ladies begin to intercept Fredrick's steps to try to 'sell', their daughters to Fredrick. With a deadly smile and a friendly attitude, Fredrick patiently gave his time. Until the moment his patience ran out, with wide and fast steps, although still with a smile spreader charm, his feet went straight to the balcony to the north of the Castle which looked quiet and far from the guest banquet room.

Fredrick circulated his gaze on the sight of a flower garden and a garden full of fruit trees. Unintentionally, the direction of his gaze descended downwards. He saw a girl in a dark green dress sitting on the edge of the balcony holding a dog. The girl's feet swung forward and backward with her tiny fingers constantly caressing the dog's gray fur.

Fredrick watched him long enough to make the dog in his lap realize his existence, and looked up. Make the girl follow the dog's point of view.

The two gray eyeballs of Fredrick immediately collided with the dark bead of the girl's pitch-green eyeball.

There was no smile, no hospitality, no interest in the look on the girl's face as Fredrick threw a thin smile full of his charm. In fact, the girl directly threw away her face and looked back towards the front.

Fredrick was still stunned by the object that had just ignored him. He kept watching the girl. The lighting was not too much from the glass of the balcony door, making it unable to clearly observe the girl's face. Moreover, because of her thin brown hair that occasionally flew, blown by the wind. And made her little fingers, constantly trying to resist the wind and to tidy up her hair that floated over her face.

Fredrick kept watching. Feeling reluctant for him to move. Suddenly, she saw the girl moving quickly and frantically to put her dog onto the balcony terrace.

And from the balcony railing he leapt down casually.

"Wow!!"

Unknowingly Fredrick cheered in amazement then chuckled. Although the distance from the balcony fence he sits on to go above the ground is not too high. But still. The girl can already be sure of holding the title of a noble princess. It looks like an expensive dress and beautiful skin.

Fredrick had not had time to finish his dejection, his eyes catching the sight as the girl opened her shoes and lifted up the skirt of her dress. Then ran into the garden.

Fredrick rounded his eyes as he continued to follow the girl's body until it disappeared inside the garden.

"My Lady.... Where are you??"

"Ohh, my goodness... My Lady....!!!!"

"You must be here, right? My Lady...!"'s...!"

A middle-aged lady dressed in waitresses continued to call out with eyes looking for the whereabouts of her Lady. When the waiter noticed the presence of a gray dog, his old hand tried to catch the girl's dog. But, it didn't work. The dog managed to jump into the park.

"Oh my God! My Lady's... My Lady Victoria... Where are you?"

Fredrick was still in his place as a spectator. The direction of his vision went to look around into the piles of garden leaves and flowers in the garden. But his eyes could not find that figure either. The same is true of the waiter who finally chose to go back inside.

Fredrick remained faithful in his place for a long time until he finally decided to give up and intend to go back inside. But, just as his body was about to turn around, a person's silhouette appeared.

The girl in a dark green dress, with her brunette draped in small braids on the right and left sides of her head appeared, holding her dog.

Once again, the girl raised her head and returned their eyes to meet. Then indifferently, he threw away his face and continued walking to the south side of the castle.

Fredrick's lips smiled. His eyes continued to follow the girl's body until it finally disappeared from his sight. Fredrick's lips were muttering.

"Victoria."

VICTORIA ALEXANDRINA ARATHORN'S

Age: 17 Y.O

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