'I hope we can have a better communication. Well then, you can ask whatever you want to know'.
I am surprised. Today, I am having many surprising things. He wants to talk normally. He wants us to know each other. I never thought I would hear it from him directly. Now that he mentions it, there many things I want to ask. I don't know to start from. I look down. Looking at my hands resting on my thighs. I don't want to ask something that will ruin this beautiful moment. Thus, I want to know more about him. His childhood, his hobby, everything. Why my heart is beating so fast. Like it's wanted to explode. Clam down, I should not say something strange. Dlak didn't say something. I think he know that what I am thinking. He stays silent. Giving me a space so I can gather my thoughts easily. I
I look at him. 'Could you tell me, why you have an interest on cooking?' It sounds weird to ask the reason of his hobby. But I think he sure have special reason for choosing cooking as a hobby.
'Well, it came from my childhood. The previous queen loves to do cooking. But as a queen of the demon land. It's a commoner hobby unsuited for the royal women. The nobles think it is lame and disrespectful for the royal family. So, the queen had no choice but to hide it from the court. But she sometimes comes in the royal kitchen when nobody there and started cooking by herself. Then after some time, I saw her in there. Seeing her cooking, smiling, singing quietly. I become interested as well. If cooking makes a person happy even a high-status demon, then I should as well try. She taught me. from that moment on, I become attached to it. I don't know why but I think it have nice memories. That's why I start cooking in my free times'. He spoke.
I didn't expect him to have cooking as a hobby because from the inspiration of the queen. Now that I think about it, it does make sense. I don't know how to react on it. He didn't convey his feelings much openly, but I can tell how much it mean to him. It's not just a hobby. It is a connection between two people. A thread that bonds them. I never thought I would know something like this about him.
'Thank you for telling me something this important. I am... happy that you shared something this valuable to me'. I smile. Now this smile is coming from inside my heart. I don't know how he is feeling about it. Even though demons are different than humans in everything. Expect emotion.
I feel like I am getting closer to him. ' You can ask me now'. I spoke. I want to say something about myself to him.
'Then, can you tell me about your childhood?' He asked something pretty normal. It kind of surprise me. 'Alright well, my childhood is not something special. If I put it down nicely, I always like flowers. All flowers are bear many types of meaning. That's what I like in them. As you know, my favorite flower is lily. Everyone love roses but I kind of like lilies over roses. Planting flowers in my house yard was my daily routine. I would talk to them. Sharing my school time, what I ate and so on. Though, they don't talk but I always feel like they were listing. But the one thing is most precious to me the time of holidays. I would visit my grandmom's home. Listing her travel stories, eating delicious food made by her, laughing and joking at my mom's funny childhood stories with grandmom and dad. Although, mom became angry and scolding them. But after her dead I didn't visit there yet'.
When I was saying this, I pictures that times. Thinking about it making happy and kind of sad as well. I wonder how grandmom could react if she knew my current situation. I look at Dlak. My eyes widen. He is leaned slightly forward. Placing his hands in crossing on the table. He was listing to me attentively. I can't see his face but seeing his body position makes it clear. It's nothing special but seeing him listen to my story. It makes me happy. I never thought I would deserve to share my story again.
'I apologies for making you think of the sad memories'. He spoke politely. 'No, no don't apologies. I feel light after sharing it after such a long time'. I spoke. Grinning myself.
I look at the table. Oh! I forgot the plates are needed to clean. I stand up. 'I will wash the dishes'. I pick up the plates, but Dlak stop me. 'No, you're just recovered. Making your hand wet for long time would not be nice. I will wash them'. He spoke. Clearly thinking to wash all those pots and cutleries lying on the sink. 'I will just wash the dishes. It does not like I will get sick again just wetting my hands for few minutes. I can't just make you work all this'. I insist. Looking directly at his mask with a determination look. He made delicious dishes to me. Just sitting and enjoying all this by myself not working is making me feel bad. He stays silent for a moment. Then he sighs. Clearly gave up. 'Allright then, but you will wear hand gloves while washing'.
Now I am washing the dishes with my hands covered. Actually, it's my first time washing dishes with wearing hand gloves. It's a new feeling. Dlak is washing beside with me. We are in a complete silent. Just the washing sounds can heard. I peek a glance at him. He seems like a total husband material. Today's generation girls like men like him, I guess. Suddenly, I notice a flowerpot on the shelf nearby. My eyes widen. The flower in the pot is glowing with many types of color. Red, blue, yellow, purple... 'This flower...' I mumble. Dlak heard. 'This flower called ''Drawn light rose''. This is much like rose that's why it has rose last in their name. It has three types. ''Drawn light rose'', ''Drawn light lotus'', Drawn light marigold''. It glows with the help of magics flowing in this place. Magics has many various colors. It enters in the flowers and make them glow with their color. But it stays a few seconds then flow away from it. Then another magic enters and does the same thing. Sometimes two or many color entered together in it and make new a color'. He explained. Wow, this is really fascinating. 'So, every magic has their own color. That's why your magic color is golden'. 'Yes, every demon has their own magic color'. He spoke. I move my hand forward to touch the flower unconsciously. 'Wait! you shouldn't---' 'Ouch-!'. Before he would finish his sentence, I touch the flower and cut my finger with its throne. Blood tickles from my finger. I didn't notice it has thrones. 'Let me see'. Dlak spoke as he grabs my hand gently. 'Um, I am okay. It is just a cut'. I spoke. Trying not to worry him. He observes my finger. 'Your Majesty...?' 'Excuse me...'. He spoke. He put his mask sightly over and put my bloody finger in my mouth. I am shocked. My face becomes warm. No way, he is licking my wound?! I can feel his tongue licking the wound. His soft lips brushing my finger. Making me feel strange. My heart is beating way too fast. I never feel this way before. He is gently licking my finger. Sucking slightly. My face feels hot more. I close my eyes tightly. I don't want to make weird expressions. It's embarrassing. But why it feels warm and good? I don't know.
He put off my hand from his mouth. I look at my finger. The wound is gone. No bleeding, not cut. It's the same thing that happened before when I got a cut on my face after my visiting at Alkerled. Still my face is flushed. He adjusts his mask. 'I apologies for such an unappropriated behaver. It is just that you cut your finger with the poison throne. It is dangerous for human if it doesn't get treated right away. Only high-ranking demon's saliva can erase the poison quickly'. He explained. Trying to make me uncomfortable. 'T-thank you, your Majesty. I apologies as well. I should have noticed to you'. I spoke. He tried to warn me but didn't notice earlier. It's my fault.
'Don't apologies. You see, the flower have a special ability to attract anyone to themselves. Because of it's beauty and magical ability but it doesn't mean any harm. Just be careful from the thrones'.
'Oh, I will careful. this flower really has many unique abilities. It kind of beautiful and dangerous'. I spoke. Looking at the flower.
Today was very a special event in my life.
Dlak At his study room
After returning Little Lily to her room. I get back to my study room. Pan is standing near the bookshelf. Reading a story book. 'Oh! Your back, your Majesty. How was your date with your queen?'
'Shut your mouth. We have important business on our hand now'. I spoke and got back to my desk. Pan smirk. 'Give me the container'. I ordered. Pan gives his hand on his coat pocket and put out a small remote-type thing. He pressed a button. A small square-shape wood opens on my desk. A Silver box came out of it. The box open and the container came out of it. I grab it. 'Such a creative idea'. I spoke. 'My pleasure'. He spoke proudly. This system is made by Pan. He created it to keep something valuable in it. It's much similar to lockers that human uses. But differences is the magic surrounding it. I put some of my magic on it so it' become safer and more durable.
He is using it because he doesn't have any magical powers yet. I closed it for a week as his punishment for doing dangerous test on Little Liliy. I would make him suffers more if he hadn't put a protection shield on her while testing. For a demon magical ability is more precious then anything. The noble family's prestige is their ability. As a king and the powerful bloodline of the De Rewelot royal clan, I hold the ability to hold off anyone's ability.
I smell the container. A rush of ache came in my head. But it doesn't matter. 'As I thought, the memories are erased'. I spoke. At the letter, I gave Mith this container and wrote to him that he should trapped the criminal's memories in this container. Mith has extraordinary eyes. By looking at someone eyes, he can see their memories and can find specific memory as well. He can see deep memories even if they are hided. If their memories are erased, he can't see them, but he can trace some broken pieces. I wrote to him as well that if he doesn't find memories. He can put on the pieces in this container. For this investigation. Mith's ability was needed.
'So, the real culprits are vampires. I assume?' Pan spoke with serious face. 'Not ordinary, high-ranking someone. That what I sense from it'. Indeed, it is a vampire. But the identity is unknown. Thay are smart enough to erase the criminal's memories. That's mean they must have aware Mith's ability. Such a nice gut they have to interfere in the De Rwelot Royal household affairs. 'Should we start a war?'. Pan suggests. 'No, pouring more blood will make Little Lily terrible. We don't have clear evidence of the culprit either'. I don't her to witness any further bloody scene.
'The investigation will be continued. Who might be the culprit, they are not going to sit still, and I am not going to sit still either. 'The assasition wasn't suspicious because they were belong from the solders. They trickly target in this castle's soilders to manipulate so they can reach the queens without any difficulties'. I spoke. 'Additionally, the queen's guards your Majesty selected were manipulate by the the culprit. They were plotting to attack her from the beginning of her visition. But the maid Meili was strick to her that's why they couldn't do anything'. Pan explain.
'The whole situation, Little Lily faced when she was saving a demon child, it was all planned'. Some demons harassing a child on the middle of street. They lured her in their trap. Taking advantage when The maid was away. 'Even they knew this will reach in the king's ears. They still did. They tried to harm the queen. Making the king noticed and confuse him. At the same time, they will have a chance to do something much bigger'. I spoke. Pan smirk bitterly. 'Such a well-planned and twisted attempt'. He spoke. Clearly disgusted.
I don't know why they wanted to interfere with the foreign kingdom's affair. Wanted to conquer the kingdom? Whatever the reason is. This is something not to overlook. 'If they erase the memories. They might had known that the memories can be a disaster for them. In addition, they might have aware of Mith's ability'. Pan nod. I fell silent for a moment. Then I look at him. 'Tell Mith to be watchful around his surroundings. If anything, happen suspicious, report to me right away'.
'AS you wish, your Majesty'. Pan bowed then he left. After an hour of domestic works. I stand up and got near the window. My eyes went at Little Lily's window. The lamps are off. She must be asleep. My mind wander at that bamboo house time. The amazed and happy look on her face. What...is this feelings. Demon king don't have feelings. Then why am I....
I took off my mask. Looking at the window glass. 'Such a hideous face'. I murmur. I untie my hair. The hair falls on my back legs. The blonde-golden thick long hair is the symbol of De Rewelot Royalty. I took off my black hand gloves. Exposing my pale white hands. I took off my long coat and sit on the chair. I look at the sky. Remembering the time I suck her finger blood. I never knew human blood was this.... delicious. Demon has bloodlust like vampire. But demons not only suck blood they eat them. Humans are the most delicious meal for demons. Their flesh, blood, heart everything is food for us. In past, demons were lived in earth. They feast on human like they are livestock. After coming to Alfermial. The demons stopped feasting on humans but even though, demons need to surpass the bloodthirst. They use magic or eat animal. They are now surpassing much of their thirst but sometimes the urges of hunger can be deadly.
I am don't have urges much. It didn't affect me brutally but today, is different. I hold my face. My breath becomes heavy. Something inside me is crashing out. Like the bones in my body breaking one by one. I open my magic. The golden light spreading around me. I relax and sigh heavily. My breath is becoming normal. The taste of Little Lily's blood is so sweet and endearing that makes me want to suck more. Like a beast feasting on his prey. I remember her flushed face. Thinking of the beautiful face she was making. I wanted to see more reaction of her like her.
It is becoming dangerous. I shouldn't think something like this. I don't have the right. Little Lily is kind and gentle. Always smiling. Yet there is a gleam of sadness in her eyes. She smiles to hide it. I want her smile happily. Even it is fora fleeting moment.
Ah, when did I started to feel like this? I don't know.
Heyeri
I open my eyes and see only darkness. Another dream? I am having weirder dream lately. I thought it had stopped. I look around but only saw darkness. What should I do now? I can't even wake up in this dream. This is getting scary. Having no choice, I walk in this darkness. Nothing around. It's so uncomfortable.
Suddenly, I saw something growing from the far. Curious and confused I walk at that. As I got more near the light become visible. Not a light but a silhouette. Shining gold-orange long hair on the waist. Clothes are like ancient Traveller. Even from the back side, I can sense the confidence and bravery. I can feel my heart warming. The earlier uneasy now gone. Grand...mother? I murmur. The silhouette looks back at me. I gasp. A woman with deep forest green eyes looking at me. Confident smile on her face. She is Maria Tilvownt. My grandmother. Now in front of me in her prime. Even it's a dream, I still can feel the gentle and cheerful aura from her. I look at her with wide eyes. Shock in fact. I wanted to say something, but I can't get anything out from my mouth. I missed you. I want to say but I can't. She silently looks at me for a moment. Smile still visible in her face. Then her lips move. A ray of sound whisper in my ears. A familiar song whispers in my ears that my grandmother sang to me. I closed my eyes. ''Fate is now in your hand''.
I open my eyes. But she was gone. I look around but she was nowhere. Like she was never there. My heart becomes heavy. I hold my hand tightly together in my chest. Grandmother....
I wonder what the meaning of is that line. Fate is in my hand now. Some advice from her. Is she trying to warm me? I don't know.
As I walk more further the uneasy gripping me more tightly. Suddenly, I heard loud sound. Huh? What is that sound come from? I pray attention more to the sound. It seems like a chopping sound... But it is more intense. I followed the sound. Something inside me telling not go. But there is something I need to know as well if I go.
Then I saw something I shouldn't had. Red liquid covering the ground. My dress is strained with it. I touch my cloth. Blood. I am shocked. My hands are trembling. I saw blood before but in here.... this is very different. The chopping is becoming louder. Not chopping but stabbing. Stab..... stab ....STAB ....!!
A young boy stabbing on something. No, not something. A person. He is stabbing a person with a knife in his hand.The person is laying on the ground. The person is a woman. Her body is pale white. Horns on her head are broken. The broken horns are bleeding fiercely. I can't see her face. The boy is still stabbing her continuously. His body is covered with blood. Stabbing on her chest.
I cover my mouth with my hand. Oh god... why is he doing this? I am frozen. It's not seemed like a dream more than a nightmare. My stomach clenches. This boy... he is the same boy that appeared in my dream before! I look at the women. I don't want to make conclusion but is she... his mother?
''Didn't I tell you? Whoever hold this rose. They shall meet death''.
This voice again. The boy stopped suddenly. He turns at me. I gasped. His eyes are glowing in blue. He has long terrifying horns on his head. Long nails that can be three fit.
He stands up from the body. Licking the blood from the knife with his long tongue. I step back. He is now coming at me.
I step back. My body is trembling. Is he going to stab me too?
'Do you hate me now?'. He spoke. A faint desperate voice. That's makes my world shatter like pieces.
-TO BE CONTINUED