AUTHOR: Kamisato Yula / Ame Kiten
GENRE: Romance (mainly), Historical Fiction (Medieval)
WATTY: kittsun_07
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CHAPTER 1:
Paroo’t parito ang tingin ko sa tilaan ng nilalaman ng tatlong aklat na nakapatong sa ibabaw ng lamesa. Marahan ko agad na minasahe ang noo sapagkat unti-unti na itong sumasakit. Pilit ko itong binasa ng maigi at napabuntong-hininga na lamang na puno ng dismaya.
Isahan kong isinara ang mga aklat.
“Fate… must not be with me today.” I mumbled.
“I crave your pardon,” asked Lady Dean.
I shook my head and forced my lips to arch upwards. “‘Tis of no importance.” Tugon ko sa kaniya.
This is the third house we have been to and still no signs of the one I am looking for. Shall I take my leave for the day? Should the crowned prince find out how I am able to stealthily travel from one house to another and he might get rid of the ladies. Anything but that.
“Halika na’t bumalik na tayo.” Palihim kong alok sa kasama at sumang-ayon naman ito.
Tanging siya lamang ang dapat na makarinig sa aking nakapagsasalita ng ganitong wika.
May kalakihan ang bahay na ito kung kaya’y matatagalan pa bago kami tuluyang makalalabas. Pagkatapos ng ilang ‘di nabibilang liko, matatanaw na mula sa aming kinatatayuan ang makukulay na mga halaman. Masasabing napakadedikado ng may bahay kung gawing basehan ang munting harding ito.
Bago kami makarating sa entrada ay may nagsimulang magsalita.
“Has her royal highness been here? You may prevaricate as you like. Consequences await the fool.” Pagmando ng pamilyar na boses.
Ganoon ba kadaling matukoy na nawala ang presensya ko sa palasyo? Kung gayon ay wala nang rason para magtago pa.
“Forgive me, your highness.” Said Lady Dean before grabbing me by the hand. Then, dragging me behind her.
“Ah–” Hindi pa nakapagsasalita ang alalay at pinutol na ito.
It took the lady a second before deciding to finally reveal herself from behind the pillar. She stood firm and held her chin high.
“Pardon my rudeness, but allow me to ask. What has happened that it led the prince’s pet to the house of a mere countess?” Raising a brow as she brazenly uttered those words.
The prince’s “pet,” as she had called him, let out a scoff and grinned.
“A mere countess, you say?” He reiterated. “‘Twas but the wrong question. What does the princess’ lady-in-waiting have in her plate for her to come back to the household this early in the morning?”
Walang kahahantungan ang usapang ito. Sa sandaling magpalitan ang dalawa ay pawang walang kwentang mga salita lamang ang lalabas sa kanilang mga bibig.
Kinakailangan ko na atang ipakita ang sarili bago lumala ang sitwasyon. But that would be too clichéd even for a royal like myself. I would like to steer out of trouble, at most.
‘Ah, how lucky.’
Nakaharap sa direksiyon ko ang alalay na kakausap sana sa guwardiyang kararating. Sinenyasan ko ito at pilit niyang hindi ipinahahalatang nakatingin sa direksiyon ko. Itinuro ko ang sarili at ang likuran, ipinapahiwatig na dadaan ako sa likod.
How I hope she understood what I have intended to say.
“Rapacious woman, just tell me where you hid her highness!” Bulyaw ng guwardiya.
“Where did that come from? Oh, the conventional image you oafs have of our job being having to collect money from people. How ironic for someone as miserly as you are! You better stay out of my sight the soonest you leave!”
Nagsisigawan na ang dalawa. Ngayon ang tamang oras upang makalayo.
Malawak man ang mansyon subalit pamilyado ako sa lugar. Dati pa man ay malapit ko nang kaibigan si Kondesa Dean, ang ngayo’y nagmamay-ari ng lupa. Ngayong alam ko ang direksiyong patutunguhan, ang natitirang problema na lamang ay ang hitsura ko.
Sa kahariang ito, tanging ang mga nasa angkan ng maharlikang dugo ang may karapatang sumuot ng asul na tela sa baywang. Sila lang din ang mayroong ganitong uri ng itim na buhok, lahat ng mga mamamayan naman ay may iba’t ibang kulay.
The hair color thing, as unreal as it sounds, does not only apply to this kingdom but has happened across the globe. Only we, who are part of the royal bloodline of Ignosi Kingdom have this shade of black. That is why sneaking out is not easy a job.
Ang kapang ginamit ko papunta rito ay nakahandusay sa kabilang dako ng mansyon. Kung nanaisin ko itong makuha ay mapipilitan akong dumaan sa iniiwasang pasilyong nasa harap ng entrada.
Wala na akong oras pang isa-isahin ang mga kwarto para humanap ng pantabon.
My mind was already in a rush. I couldn’t help but want to escape from the grasp of the crowned prince for he might forbid me from getting out. Worse, he can force it by royal decree the moment he becomes King.
No, he isn’t usually like this. He is only… shall I say, over-protective.
Tuluyan akong nakalabas sa lugar na iyon. Mabuti naman at walang katao-tao rito ngayong madaling araw.
“Now, shall I go home in secret or should I contact Lady Giselle?” I muttered to myself.
What can I say, it becomes a habit once you get used to having nobody listen to one’s ramblings.
“Neither. You will get caught in the process of either. However, I shall be able to give you a hand with the former.”
A voice out of nowhere answered. Forcing me to look to my right. He isn’t wearing his metal armor but he was obviously one.
A knight.
Rather, it looks to me that he is another of the prince’s men. He must have went...