The Journey of Eternity

Trace 45 - Eldest Child.

After a grueling battle during the day, Prince Michel coincidentally meets princess Bella on the shore of the lake. Seen from a distance in a sitting and daydreaming, staring blankly at the lake. He happily approached the girl and took the opportunity to approach her.

“Princess Bella... are you busy now?” chirped the blond man, standing right behind the chair where the princess sat.

“I don't think so,” he said with still pensive.

“Can I sit next to you?”

“Bby.”

Every answer to Prince Michel's question was answered with a gloomy gaze toward the lake. While the man still kept looking at her with a smile and kept trying to talk to the girl next to him. Until in the end he asked something strange to the man beside him with his gaze that remained gloomy.

“What's it that tells you that woman is so weak?” he said, looking at his opponents.

“What does that mean? Miss herself can fight with such a big sword, I was very surprised to meet a woman like Miss,” she said while putting on a fake smile.

“Then why? Why do they have lower degrees compared to men?” his face looked more bleak.

“Sorry, I can't seem to give an answer to that. Is it because of how much Miss hates men, to the thought of such a thing?”

The sentence ended their conversation, until the man was forced to leave after seeing a blank look because of the answer he gave. Remain pensive until it gets dark and she also stays there alone. The servants who used to talk to him did not dare to even come closer, after one of them was snapped suddenly.

The incident was temporarily not reported to the king, plus he was bothered with preparations for his daughter's wedding. Only a few people who could be said to be close to the girl were told. Until the message is heard in Khira's ear during dinner together with the six herds. Only Bela looks anxious, but not to the princess and just looks down sad while eating.

“What till now is he still sitting there?” khira said, so greedily eating.

“True Sir, but none of us dared to approach him. Maybe after a few days with miss, you can talk to her,”

“That's impossible, you guys who have been taking care of him for years, don't dare. What else am I?” his tone sounded unconcerned.

Suddenly Arlo laughed loudly and made everyone confused. Khira is still seen pretending while eating.

“Khira, please listen to the two of them, maybe they really need help,” chirped Arlo, after a satisfied laugh.

“Whatever it is say-“

“This is a command,”

“Good.”

Because of this order, the man finally departed together with the two women in front of him. At the lake, the girl was no longer there and left behind a piece of paper on the chair.

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Inside a dark room just above the cloudy and drizzling sky, the faintness behind the darkness revealed a man standing and staring out the window. Not far from her, a girl was sitting with a rope that tied her body to almost all of her. Thrashed to free himself, only hoping that someone would come and set him free.

“Why...? Why is Miss always so hard to seduce. Not the same as other cheap girls.” Said the man, walking slowly closer to the girl.

His face that was momentarily visible due to the lightning strike in the sky, revealed a man who was no stranger to his blonde hair. He stood right in front of the girl and crouched down in front of her, looking up and staring with an uneasy smile.

“By asking such a stupid thing, does Miss think anything will change? When asked, the world is indeed unfair.” continued the man, approaching right in front of the girl.

Fear, clearly painted on his face with tears that did not stop flowing. With his mouth silenced with a piece of cloth, making him only able to mute without wrinkles. While the man even more looks happy, with a wide smile that is more and more crazy.

“Nona! Let me tell you a little. Living in the kingdom as the firstborn, it should be good, right?. Proudly, to be a crown prince. A king's candidate! Without having to fight with such an obscure challenge,” the man laughed out loud, and was silent for a moment.

“But...just those silly sisters. Damnit damnit! Why always? It was always them who were chosen by that stupid old man!” he continued, suddenly smilingly looking at the girl in front of him.

Her itchy hands, slowly grabbed the girl's chin and brought her face closer. The same smile was aimed right in front of his face and was about to stick his lips on the cheek of the girl in front of him. The girl closed her eyes and trembled with fear.

“Aha-ahahaha.. You are scared! You're terrified! Never have I seen a scared, haughty girl like you. So...” Slowly, the cloth ties that covered the girl's lips, were lowered and nearly opened completely.

Without signs and warnings, the entrance of the room was tightly locked, forcefully slashed by someone from outside. It darted straight at the man with a sword pointed right in front of his face. Force him back and corner in the corner of the room.

“Ohh, you're almost too late, Prince Hendric..” said the man, beginning to clear the appearance of the real face.

“Close your mouth Loser! People like you, don't deserve to say anything!” prince Hendric snaps at the man lying below.

“What…? Aren't you the loser yourself? By saying such a thing, what is your base saying that!” the blond man pushed back the man on top of him with a sword tucked into his waist.

In the same condition, the two men were injured on their left arm each due to the resistance. Still with his sinister smile, the blond man pointed his sword at the man standing not far in front of him. With a breath of breath, Prince Hendric kept his body standing.

“Look, the girl was already getting weaker as the cloth covered her nostrils and mouth. While you yourself are still exhausted after the fight, what are you going to do? Heh... I said stop looking at me like that, you creepy!!” the blond man snapped, darting with his sword, trying to slash the opponent he was in.

“Shut your mouth, Michel!!” prince Hendric darted in the same direction and tried to slash at the man in front of him.

Due to being too exhausted, his sword simply missed and was thrown not far from him. Prince Michel took the opportunity by kicking his chest pushed away. The moment the man lay limp on the floor with his sword already floating, was fixed on him. With his unchanging smile, Prince Michel prepared to stab his opponent.

“Just die!” the same sword, darting from his right hand, was precisely aimed at the man lying below him.

The moment the sword had already soared right above the heart of Hendric's warning and closed his eyes, the sword and its owner were bounced backwards by the chair that was thrown from the front of the entrance.