Is this love?
By: Mylissa
Note: Escaflowne is Not mine. even if I wish it was. It's © Shoji Kawamori and © Sunrise. Thankee. ^__^
Chapter 5
A servant had knocked on a door politely. Duke Cid looked up from his studies and replied, "Enter." The girl bowed and handed the envelope to Cid. "Thank you Laurel." The girl nodded and took her leave. Cid opened the envelope quickly, with the eagerness of a child. A boy of 6 years now, he still maintained the dignity of a ruler. Sometimes.
He read the invitation with speed and laughed aloud. "Amazing!" He got up and pulled a chord, ringing a bell. Cid's new advisor; a tall, slightly hefty man named H'asen, entered the room. "You called, your highness?" Cid nodded, "I have been invited to Fanelia by their king. Can I be assured that you can take care of my kingdom while I'm away?" H'asen looked solemn and knelt before Cid. "Your Highness, I am honored you trust me so. I pledge to you that I will do my best in your absence." Cid smiled, "That's all I need to hear. Please send a servant to help me pack." H'asen nodded and made a little bow as he left, as Cid began to plan his trip. After the details had been worked out, Cid walked out onto his balcony to look out at the vast capitol that is Godashim. Towards the end of the war, Cid had overseen construction on Godashim. It was almost like it was before; some parts that Cid just couldn't touch. Ruins of the city when it was his father's rule he didn't fix, just leaving it there as a monument to those who died for Freid, including Boris and his father, the Old duke. Cid closed his eyes, already imagining the festival sounds and sights, smiling happily. It was time for celebration, indeed.
Note: Escaflowne is Not mine. even if I wish it was. It's © Shoji Kawamori and © Sunrise. Thankee. ^__^
Chapter 5
A servant had knocked on a door politely. Duke Cid looked up from his studies and replied, "Enter." The girl bowed and handed the envelope to Cid. "Thank you Laurel." The girl nodded and took her leave. Cid opened the envelope quickly, with the eagerness of a child. A boy of 6 years now, he still maintained the dignity of a ruler. Sometimes.
He read the invitation with speed and laughed aloud. "Amazing!" He got up and pulled a chord, ringing a bell. Cid's new advisor; a tall, slightly hefty man named H'asen, entered the room. "You called, your highness?" Cid nodded, "I have been invited to Fanelia by their king. Can I be assured that you can take care of my kingdom while I'm away?" H'asen looked solemn and knelt before Cid. "Your Highness, I am honored you trust me so. I pledge to you that I will do my best in your absence." Cid smiled, "That's all I need to hear. Please send a servant to help me pack." H'asen nodded and made a little bow as he left, as Cid began to plan his trip. After the details had been worked out, Cid walked out onto his balcony to look out at the vast capitol that is Godashim. Towards the end of the war, Cid had overseen construction on Godashim. It was almost like it was before; some parts that Cid just couldn't touch. Ruins of the city when it was his father's rule he didn't fix, just leaving it there as a monument to those who died for Freid, including Boris and his father, the Old duke. Cid closed his eyes, already imagining the festival sounds and sights, smiling happily. It was time for celebration, indeed.