
King Satria turned his body. Now in front of her, stood a teenage girl with golden brown hair in a ponytail. The girl was wearing a long light brown silk dress stacked up. Both of his shoulders were covered in a layer of silver armor, as were his back and chest. On his back, the girl was holding a bow and arrow. What a very contrasting appearance with her plain and childish face.
"I'm Faye. The bodyguard who will guide His Majesty to meet the Queen of Malea." His voice was soft like the whisper of the wind.
King Satria nodded and followed his very agile footsteps. Along the path, the King saw the forest creatures watching him curiously. They whispered to each other in a voice that resembled the buzz of a bee. King Satria never knew if the forest could look this attractive.
They passed through a green path not far from the path, then crossed the expanse of Bluebell flowers that resembled a blue rug. Then the girl took him to walk in the shade of Sempervirens roses that propagate and intertwine to form a canopy. Makes King Satria amazed by its beauty.
At the end of the tunnel of white-petaled roses stood a beautiful woman with long hair dangling almost to the ground, turning her back to the throne made of Green Tourmaline stone. He smiled as if he was waiting for her.
"Welcome King Satria." Greet her with a soft, melodious voice that was hard to describe.
King Satria bowed respectfully to the great lady. His heart felt somewhat trepidation towards the woman who was as if her entire body was shrouded in heavenly light. But the Elfian king immediately confirmed his heart.
"Thank you for accepting my arrival." Speak politely to King Satria.
"I'm honored by Your Majesty's visit." Queen Malea nodded calmly and invited her to sit down.
"There is something I would like to ask Her Majesty the Queen of Malea."
"Please."
"I want to know, who ordered the witch to harm Queen Gita?"
Queen Malea smiled at King Satria who showed an inquisitive look. The woman looked into his heart and read his soul.
"Our face will know it when the heart can discern sincerity and falsehood."
"I don't understand. Has anyone lied to me?"
"Magic can manipulate a person, while that person won't realize it."
"Have I been under the influence of magic all this time?"
Queen Malea nodded regretfully. "Didn't your Majesty notice?"
King Satria gulped. It was hard for him to believe that he had been under someone's control all along.
"I don't understand... I didn't realize it!" King Satria became nervous.
"Most victims of magic spells will be enchanted and subject to the perpetrator. He will be easily controlled both in the real world and in dreams, because the perpetrator is already overwhelmed by the power of Glamour . That is magic power that serves to make his victims become infatuated with the magician." Queen Malea sighed with concern.
"Then, what should I do now?" King Satria became agitated.
"Sooner or later something will happen that will open your eyes. The magician who messed with this thought will be revealed." Queen Malea answered wisely.
"Then, what about Queen Gita? Can I have some protection for him?"
"Don't worry. I have been watching Queen Gita since entering the Grand Solano mountain area." Queen Malea answered in a reassuring tone.
"Thank you." Said King Satria sincerely.
Queen Malea watched the agitated-looking man. "Is there anything I can help you with again, Your Majesty?"
King Satria stuttered, a wish hanging down his throat. With a timid smile he finally ventured to say it.
Queen Malea smiled broadly. "Of course."
*****
Queen Gita was making dinner when someone knocked on the door. His body immediately tensed, his blood rustling. The woman was traumatized by the terrible events that had happened to her. Various things that are creepy and unreasonable alternately approached him.
"Tok.tok..tok..!" The knocking sound on the door was still heard. But Queen Gita still did not move from her place.
"Tok.tok..tok..!" It seemed like the person who knocked on the door had not given up.
With a trembling body near her door and slowly holding her knob. He turned the knob slowly and gathering all his courage, he opened the door.
Queen stunned. He did not believe in his vision. He was not sure if he was dreaming or hallucinating. At the door stood a man with silver hair. The man was looking at her with his eyes like a light purple lake.
"Queen of Gita." Greet the man with a longing look.
"Brakk!"
Queen Gita reflexively slammed the door to make a loud thumping sound. It suddenly made the man shocked because the door slammed right in front of his face.
"Hey, open the door! Why are you so disrespectful to your husband? Is it after living in your jungle that you've increased the bar-bar?" King Satria shouted furiously.
Queen Gita was shocked to hear the sound of scolding outside. Open that door again. He saw King Satria standing around with a flushed face.
"Do you want to come in?" Queen Gita asked timidly.
The king let out an upset breath. With a snide he stepped inside. Once inside, King Satria was stunned by the condition of the room. How simple and narrow the place is. His eyes were suddenly fixed on the dining table on which was a plate of wild berries and boiled eggs. His eyes glazed over at how simple his wife's dinner menu was.
Queen Gita seemed to be able to guess the way her husband's mind. Immediately he showed me the processed rabbit meat that was being cooked.
"Don't worry! If you want to eat meat, I have it." Queen Gita said happily. The woman immediately put him on the table.
King Satria immediately hugged his wife's back while crying. Usually it is not that easy to shed tears. But seeing the distress of his wife, has made his heart touched. Moreover, he saw the woman remained steadfast and did not show her sadness.
Queen Gita listened silently to her husband. This time he saw her crying. Usually this man always looks strong even impressed haughty. Unexpectedly now he showed his fragile side.
"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you."
Queen Gita shook her head slowly, her feelings were also sad. "I'm fine. You can't ignore your people."
"No, I've sinned against you for always doubting you. I failed as a husband because I couldn't protect you. What a shame you have for marrying me!" Said King Satria, his voice was heartbreaking.
Queen Gita hugged her husband's hand with dewy eyes. Her lips were trembling with a deep sense of harrum and longing.
"You should try my cooking. Although not as good as the cuisine of the palace chef but it tastes good."
Queen Gita invited her husband to sit down. She prepared food for her husband. Raja Satria ate his wife's cooking voraciously. I don't think he's ever enjoyed that meal. He repeatedly praised his wife's cooking skills. The food actually did not taste special.
They both enjoyed dinner with a happy feeling. King Satria clasped his wife's hand tightly.
"I miss you so much." Lirih.