CLEON EROS (God of Love Who Fell In Love With Humans)

Misguided

I flew in the footsteps of Acasha. His long, unraveling hair was seen waving in the wind. The afternoon sky is so beautiful orange with a giant ball of reddish orange that began to sink, a sign of his task ended today.

Enter us in front of the royal gate that looks so magnificent made of solid steel and strong fortify the palace.

"Eros, fly up there. I will enter through the door of the palace, and you will enter through the window. Remember, my room is at the top of the building. Wait for me there." Acasha smiled sweetly.

I flew as a blue butterfly past the gate barrier. Fly higher, until finally arrived at the top window. There's a big bed, a closet and, I don't know, there's a lot more I see.

The door of the room was pushed in, there was a beautiful face from behind the gold-carved door. Acasha smiled as her pair of beautiful eyes looked at me perched outside the window.

The glass window opened, and I flew into Acasha's room. He greeted me with the sweetest smile.

"You're smart. Thank you for making friends with me" he said with a smile.

But not for long the smile faded. Missing. Replaced with the look of a sad face that he buckled.

"Eros, I'm sad. I really don't want to be betrothed to Prince Charles. He's so arrogant and I don't want to be with him. This was not the first time, I tried to match up with many princes. I am grateful that it finally ended in cancellation. But-" said Acasha stopped with clear water falling from both corners of her beautiful eyes.

"For now I don't know whether or not to leave Prince Charles. Because as far as I know, he used to like me so much. When we were teenagers, before he inherited the throne." Acasha has a soft voice. I want to hug her, but who am I? Only a small butterfly cannot hold it in comfort.

I sat on the back of his hand. Hopefully, he can feel something flowing from here. Oh my God, there's no way I'm ignoring Mom's orders. I could have been kicked out of the row of names of the gods up there.

The sky is getting blackened. The cold air is getting worse tonight. The music now sounds so good. Apparently down there had been preparing to host King Charles with his upcoming entourage.

Acasha started to change clothes. White long-sleeved dress and subordinates dangle length makes it look more beautiful.

"Daughter Acasha!" A female voice called from behind the door.

"Lake in!"

The door opened, looking at the woman who might be not far from Acasha stepping in. She looked beautiful with her long tied hair and an elegant looking appearance.

"I am Nora, who was sent to dress the Princess," she said with a bowed face in honor of speaking to the Princess.

"Alright, please do your job."

"Good." Nora nodded, she began to open the combat tools that were in her trim box.

Jemari Nora started grabbing one by one makeup tools that I don't know what her name is. Something creamy textured had her bubbling on Acasha's cheeks then back she was patting something that looked solid on Acasha's cheeks.

Now the Princess looks more beautiful. The face that looks sharper but beautiful with makeup polish from someone named Nora.

"My task is done, Princess. Princess Acasha looks more and more beautiful tonight," praised Nora who returned bowed.

Acasha just smiled bitterly. The red lips were forced to smile.

"I'm sorry Princess Acasha."

Time shows eight o'clock at night. In front there was a motorcade of horses and soldiers who sounded so loud that they could be heard in the room to make Acasha aghast. Those eyes blinked as if the body that had gone out of nowhere, was now back in his body.

"Eros, he's coming" he said with a shocked expression.

Acasha immediately got up from the front of her dresser then tidied up the dress that looked beautiful. Not long after, the two women who might have been assigned to pick up Acasha had walked into the room with a smile.

"Come, Princess ...." The friendly voice of the two allowed Acasha to come with them.

"You guys wait a little outside, I want to fix this dress up a little bit" orders Acasha who is accompanied by a nod from the two women.

They came out of Acasha's room, while this beautiful-looking princess was closing in on me.

"Eros, remember. Whatever happens, you can't get out of here, huh? Pray for me, may this match-up fail again" he said with fingers gently stroking my wings.

Acasha walked away from me. Somehow this heart was so heavy when he stepped down the stairs with the two women assigned to pick him up. I could only see from the small crack in Acasha's room. The two women were holding Acasha's dress.

"Araghhh! There's no way I'm just staying here."

I turned this into a handsome Cleon Eros figure according to my nickname up there. My feet were walking aimlessly.

If I stay here, I might miss the moment Acasha gave Charles an answer.

Rushing I changed my clothes like a royal war soldier, dressed all in black with a shield and a sword at the waist. I started walking down the stairs with a jet-black stone floor.

Down there is already crowded to entertain Prince Charles and the entourage who came to the palace Princess Acasha. A warm hug was seen between the king and Prince Charles, while Acasha just sat watching with a dislike facial expression.

Familiarity became more visible as the banquet took place. Why is there such a heat in here when you see the familiarity between the king who is none other than Acasha's father and Prince Charles?

Instantly I took out a gold love bow to aim at Acasha. I don't care about the job Mom gave me.

Immediately I aimed at Acasha's chest and instantly my arm trembled as the pair of beautiful eyes were now on me.

Acasha's bead looked astonished when he saw me, maybe for him I was a foreign figure in his kingdom. Si4l! I don't know why those eyes hurt me. Her eyes were so beautiful when she looked at me at this moment.

My heart began to warm to see the beautiful face that I was now watching. Whether conscious or not, there is something strange inside. The desire to have Acasha was so high. One terrible second has been enough to make me realize. That arrow in hand, has pierced my heart.

Yes, my own heart.

Is there anything more ridiculous than this? I, Cleon Eros-Si the famous God of Love never fail to slide the arrow of love on its target, on this day instead stick the arrow in my own chest.

It's like a joke. Where the God of love most tol*l archery himself then fall in love.