THE SECRET OF ANNALIZA

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Flashbacks! PRINCESS WHITENIES 1

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Since that day Anzea met Azura more often. Although without a sepengatahuan of his family. Anzea always took the time to meet with Azura.

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At that time it was the middle of the month, July. This dark night was filled with starlight competing against each other to show who was the brightest. Do not forget the presence of bright round objects hanging in the sky that greatly decorate the darkness of the night.

The noise of crickets did not make Anzea's gaze waver on the round-shaped object called the moon.

"I still believe in God."

"I dreamed that the moon was me. And the stars are my followers. Then the day-time sun is the one who will be my lover,"

"I think this is real. But something disappointed me. The sun chooses something other than the moon. I got it,"

"One more thing that makes me hurt. Why is the sun trying to destroy its stars?" the ten-year-old girl looked up. See the dark night sky decorated with stars and the moon. His right hand seemed to reach for the stars. Subconsciously the corner of his eye condensed, dripping the clear, cait crystal. He did not understand his future, not even once Anzea thought that his future would happen as in his dreams.

His mouth was tightly clenched and trembling. The tremors in his chest grew even more so as to recall his future dream completely shattered. It was real.

Seeing her new best friend grieving like that Azura said with the intention of trying to comfort Anzea. Until the girl spoke at length,

"If so, you don't want to be the moon. The pain of being let down is so hard on your heart. I think what you need to do is become something that is valuable to everyone. But it also depends on you. Either you choose your personal feelings or you choose the person you care about. The sun is not just one. There are still many suns you don't know about and they exceed the suns you currently know"

Azura sighed violently glancing at Anzea who was now both lying on top of the vast green meadow. "I still believe in God!"

That night Anzea told the story of his dream which had always been the same. That night, Anzea and Azura share a story about their respective backgrounds. Azura's life how. And there are many others.

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Five years have passed. Anzea also Azura was getting closer. Now that they had reached fifteen years of age, his closeness was already known to all the ancient demon clans.

However, "We may not always be able to meet." Anzea's remark a week ago was still immersed in Azura's mind. And Azura felt lonely.

This week also Anzea rarely met him in this forest. The area of forest that has been claimed to belong to Anzea-Azura is called Zeaazu forest. Actually not the vast forest only a part of the forest belonged to the mastery of the ancient clan. However, what Anzea-Azura meant was that this Zeazu Region had belonged to both of them. Without standing behind any work. And anyone can't enter the Zeazu region. Only certain people can enter. And the one who had indeed obtained the approval of Anzea was also Azura. The Zeazu region also had Anzea apply magic according to the boundaries of Zeazu.

And for the first time ever from knowing Anzea. Azura looked at the night sky decorated with the moon as well as the stars, alone.

His heart felt empty. There was something that Azura was unconsciously unwilling to ever be 'hers' should be in someone else's possession.

This past week, worry had struck his heart. Indeed, Anzea also did not always come to Zeazu every day. But at least the two of them always planned to meet.

But a week after Anzea said those words. Anzea is lost to the earth. There's no news. There was no prior notice that Anzea could not come.

Silent.

That was how Azura felt. The decorations in the night sky seemed ordinary when there was no Anzea by his side. The atmosphere seemed different and indeed influential with the presence and absence of Anzea.

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In the kingdom of Hilmingtone, this ancient demon kingdom was in a tense mood.

In the midst of the crowd a girl stood half a foot.

Compared to the expressions of everyone present. The only dominant expression is a person sitting on a chair higher than the others. His eyes were quite sharp when he saw the girl. Someone beside him clasped his hand tightly. Through his hands he tried to suppress his anger.

With still his sharp gaze he glanced towards his right side, only to see a four-headed woman yet looking ageless.

A moment later both of his eyes closed with an open glance and sighed, "Anzea, you know what I mean!?"

That echoing voice was heard throughout the people present in the hall of Hilmingtone Kingdom. The one who was whispering was now silent by reflex.

"Yes, Father" answered Anzea still lowered his head.

"Don't call me that princess Whitenies!" Whitenies is a title for Anzea Jesincsver. Because on the day of his birth the astrologer said

'Noble princess, blessed with sanctity defined in white. Your daughter's soul signifies the same cleanliness as white. I'm giving you the title of your daughter, Whitenies!"

'But in the future I don't know what will happen Your Majesty."

The last sentence that came to his mind almost made the King of Hilmingtone seriously ill. In that sentence there are several obstacles according to him.

But that was not the case, the problem was the girl who was half-sitting in the crowd.

Anzea stiffened, if his father spoke like that then it signified that the father had been angry and reached its peak. Although the tone of his voice was not high but the power that was channeled on the voice made Anzea depressed.

Anzea raised his head that was originally bowed. With his innocent eyes he looked at the king whose eyes were almost out.

Until his innocent eyes changed with a look that shocked his body and soul, "If you don't think I can just destroy it"

He knew what his father meant. 'Destroying' could have eradicated the five years it had come into contact with. Azura and Zeazu.

The seeds of hatred and unacceptance are embedded in the heart. How has her father who always loved her changed?