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Claimers: I DO own Fleurel and her kingdom

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When The Coldest Saint Falls in Love

(EDITED and REWRITTEN)

By: Pitaloka

Chapter I: First Meeting

It was a mid day in Siberia. Siberia was a place covered by thick snow. Siberia was a wild environment because there was a blizzard that could wipe out everything. However, it seemed that this was not a great problem for a young man practicing his technique near a cave. A young man named Camus and was the saint of Aquarius was training in the middle of ice ground.

"Dusts of Diamond!!"

"Aurora Execution!!

His second technique made him fell to the ground. Knowing that he still had power within his body he tried to do the technique for the second time.

"Aurora Execution!!"

BAM!!

The technique caused him hit against the cave's wall and made him paralyzed.

He tried to move his body, but he apparently was very exhausted and had serious inner wounds so he couldn't do anything. Before passing out, he saw three unknown people taking him and bringing him into the cave he did not need to go in.

Several hours later, he opened his deep blue eyes slowly.

"What is this place?"

"Where am I?"

The turquoise-haired man moved slowly. He grunted and placed his right hand on his left chest and later moved his hand to his stomach. It seemed that his inner wound really tortured him. The pain made him unaware of where he was. He finally realized that he was not in his hut and of course not in his own chamber after he felt the temperature of the room. He remembered that the air in his chamber was usually very cold and not cool. The ceiling of his chamber was dark brown covered by straws and did not have any decoration compare to he was looking at. The ceiling was white decorated by ice crystals and the atmosphere around him was completely different from his. His surprise was even greater when he found himself on a white luxurious four poster bed with silver thick comforter covering his body and looked at the walls around him. They all were in white with ice-flower decoration on them. After scanning around he sat on his bed observing where he was.

However, his surprise disappeared after hearing step and looked at the doorway opened. There he saw a woman in elegant white gown. Her long silky black hair covered her breast and her black eyes looked at him. She was smiling to the young man. She walked slowly to his direction and greeted him.

"So, you have already woken up?"

Having been greeted, the Aquarius saint did not reply. He looked at the woman from face to toe instead. His face was expressionless but actually perplexed and curious filled his mind and his heart. He was wondering where he actually was. Everything was different; the air, the place and the atmosphere. After a very long silent, finally he found the answer.

"My name is Fleurel and you're in my kingdom now," said the black-haired woman gently as she gave him her warm and sincere smile.

The turquoise haired man said nothing and was emotionless. It seemed that as if he did not surprise with her statement. He only looked at the woman next to him. There was no friendliness both in his eyes and in his face. He seemed to be indifferent. He, then, sighed and managed to get out of the bed.

"W…Wait! Where are you going? You've just awoken. You should stay in bed and should not strain yourself! You still need some rest!" said the young woman as she managed to keep the young man in his bed worrying he would collapse again. However, her strength was not strong enough to keep him in his bed. His muscular arms could resist her hands and his firm hands caught her hands and pulled them slowly.

"I think I do not need to stay in bed for I feel my body is strong enough to be moved…" said the young man as he tried to stand up. He almost fell when he walked three steps forward making Fleurel panic and managed to catch him but again…It seemed that the young man was so strong that he could keep his balance and refused the woman's aid.

"I can stand and walk alone," he stated coldly as he looked at her with his ice gaze causing her to step backward.

The black haired woman did not say anything after receiving the ice gaze. However, after looking at the cold man fell on his knee, she came to him and offered something which quite made the cold looking man surprised.

"I am sorry…but…I am afraid I cannot let you leave this place with this condition."

The black-haired woman clapped her hands signaling her guards to come into the room and ordered them to take him. At first, the man refused to be helped but he later gave up and let the guards supported his body.

After walking out of the room, the young man seemed rather amazed for he found a very impressive view. He was standing in the corridor in front of the room and found a huge hall. The hall he was looking at seemed like the inside of a colloseum with many rooms. The wall of the hall was silver-blue and seemed so bright. Everything seemed emitting its own lights. However, he found the most magnificent view when he looked up. A huge shiny silver prism crystal floated in the air and emitted its pure lights. It seemed that it enlightened the hall and gave warm atmosphere to those who were around it.

They walked through the corridors and stepped down the stairs leading them to a Water-Bearer formed fountain.

"Please stand under the Recovery Crystal. Your wounds will be cured soon after you stand below it,"

Camus looked up and saw the crystal emitting its light. He had never seen such huge crystal. The crystal seemed so magical for him. The crystal floated in the air without any medium support. Besides, he could feel the warm light and cool energy emitting from the crystal were absorbed into his skin.

Hesitation and suspicion filled in his heart. He looked at Fleurel's eyes and her guards' trying to detect whether they were planning some malicious plans on him or not. He took many times to ensure himself that the woman and her guards were harmless and weak. After half hour, he finally stepped forward and walked on wooden path connecting the ground on which Fleurel and her guards were waiting and a white round ground under the crystal. Camus stood under the crystal and closed his deep blue eyes letting the light and the cool energy emitted his body and recovered all his wounds.

Having been recovered the Aquarius saint came to Fleurel's direction. Fleurel looked up to see Camus's eyes when he was standing in front of her and looked at her eyes directly.

"Thank you," he said still looking at her black eyes.

There was a silent before Camus turned to the right side of Fleurel.

"W…Wait!"

"What is it?" he asked stopping his step without turning his body.

"….If you don't mind to tell me your name…"

"Camus…."

"What?"

"Camus is my name …"

"….I see…You don't know the way to go out from my kingdom, do you? Please let my guards escorted you until you reached the gate."

"Thank you…"