Teleportation to Another World

Teleportation to Another World
Cold War antarksa



It was getting dark, the royal entourage almost arrived in the dense forest.


"Waahh..," cried Jeans who made everyone surprised.


"Prince! look ahead, have we reached the dense forest yet?" asked Jeans with a cheerful and curious face. Suddenly everyone stared straight ahead, exhausted they were only focusing on the road that passed.


"Ah, yes! it seems so," replied the Prince.


"It's so, we have to get there before nightfall" said Princess Stella.


Everyone hurried to walk into the dense forest, as the healer said, in this forest it was completely dark, just a speck of light indicating that the time of night had not yet come.


The sun that was still visible now disappeared. The entire forest was filled with branching leaves on it and it was very lush. It is called a thick forest.


The royal entourage began to rest, set up tents, and set up campfires for the night. The tent has been set up, Will and Bastian are lighting a fire.


Annie was busy preparing the meat satay before they entered the dense forest.


On their way hunting wild animals, the Prince manages to catch a deer. The venison has been cleaned. Annie was thrusting a small wood into the venison to make it easier to roast.


Princess Stella and the Jeans were playing, and the Prince was leaning against a lush tree, watching two humans who were busy laughing.


"Curtain! sucks, should he laugh like that?"


"Hey! Jeans!"


"Yes Prince?" Jeans looked at me.


"What are you doing? look at! everyone is busy working! why are you even so engrossed in laughing like that?!"


"Ah, y-yeah! prince, I'll help them" he said and immediately ran away from Princess Stella.


Wh why? why are you staring at me like that, Princess Stella?


Ah, could it be that he wanted me to replace Jeans to play with him? god, that's so cute.


Hm... t-wait, why are you walking towards me? just moment! I have to think about it first. What games should I offer you. Ah no! he's getting closer.


"Bug!"


"Aw!" my ringis when Princess Stella hit me on the head.


"What did you tell the Jeans?" princess Stella looked at Prince Philip's face.


"What's wrong? I'm just saying to work" replied Prince Philip.


"What kind of job? everything is ready! Jeans accompanied me to play because he didn't have a job? and you! what the fuck are you yelling like that?" cecar Princess Stella. Because Princess Stella was upset because when she was busy playing, Prince Philip disturbed her.


"When the ants will come out soon, and you! suddenly broke it!" he shouted, with Princess Stella's gaze sharp towards the Prince's eyes.


"Glup!"


"Glup!"


There was a voice from the Prince's throat that swallowed several times his saliva.


"Hey Jeans! was I wrong?" asked the Prince, trying to change the mood.


"Eh? n-no prince! a-you're right," replied Jeans nervously.


"Look at the Princess, she's fine,"


"Curtain!" decih Princess Stella by draping her hands on her chest.


Jeans who saw it also felt stubborn. "What the fuck? why do they quarrel like that, do not make me like the destroyer of the household Ah.. huhu..," Jeans inner cry.


Not knowing since when the gossip team had gathered, Annie stared intently at Jeans eyes. Will and Bastian were whispering glances towards the Jeans. Princess Stella and Prince Philip were still silent with their faces staring intently at each other.


Jeans feel like running, disappearing from this world, why is it like this? I was just playing digging ants on the ground, that was Princess Stella's request! what kind of friends are you! be sweet when there's a button, now you're all avoiding me?Ah no! nay!! it's like I'm being killed! I want to go back to the palace...!


After a few days of cold war.


"ah! i-it's her flesh burning Annie!" shouted Jeans that restored the atmosphere as before.


The atmosphere returned as usual. Everyone enjoyed the food. Only Jeans are upset, because the food is almost charred.


"Curtain! you're all really bad!"


"Ah Ha..ha.ha.ha.., sorry, we just don't want our necks to disappear" Will said.


"What do you mean?" ask Jeans by chewing the meat in his mouth.


"Hey Jeans! don't you see the look on the Prince's face?" ask Bastian.


"What's wrong?" Jeans glanced at the Prince.


"Already Bastian! it's useless for you to explain, this stupid brain! won't understand" Will continued, enjoying his roast.


"Haha..yeah you're right! look at Jeans, everyone who sees them will definitely think the Prince will pounce on someone!" Bastian turned the head of the Jeans towards the Prince who was eating his grilled meat with a flat face.


The Jeans who saw him realized and his body quickly shuddered. The atmosphere turned terrifying.


Everyone has got his stomach feeling full, Jeans that have evaporated wide want to immediately switch to the dream world, the day looks late at night.


Although in the dense forest the sun is not visible, but still it is at night. Because if the time of day, at least there will be a speck of light that can show the form of humans.


Unlike at night, if the campfire is turned off. The atmosphere will look like it is closing its eyes.


Everyone entered his tent to catch up with Jeans who were already far from dreamland. The night was very quiet, everyone was sleeping. Noisy sounds from nature become the sender of his dream. The atmosphere became calm and peaceful.


* * * *


Princess Claire was walking to the King's room. The Queen's mother was wiping the King's body with a small cloth and water in a large container beside the King's bed.


"Queen's Mother" Princess Claire approached the Queen.


"Rest, let me wash the father's body."


The Queen's mother simply smiled, and stroked Princess Claire's shoulders.


"No Princess, you've been so busy all day. Rest, "please ask the Queen, and continue her activities again.


Princess Claire could only obey her mother's orders, then immediately walked out of the room leaving the King and Queen alone.


The night was very quiet, the Royal Palace looked much quieter. Hearing the King being sick, the entire palace mourned.


One of the guards approached Princess Claire, saying that Princess Claire got a letter from Prince Louis.


After receiving her letter, Princess Claire returned to the King's office. The letter from Prince Louis contains about his suspicions against the Marquis' palace.


Prince Louis wrote in his letter that, the torn cloth he found. Same with Prince Anthony's clothes. However, his clothes are already in the market of clothes sale.


Prince Anthony told the waiter to throw it away. However, his servants instead brought it and sold it to the market.