Cottontail: Sorry that chapter 5 sucked so much. So did 4 for that matter. It's pre and post holiday sickness. Too much candy? As if I ate that brainwashing shit that the big businesses try to force down our throats so for the rest of our lives a little voice will be saying to us, "Buy more stuff. Buy more stuff." Don't act like you don't hear it too. Do I own Demon Diary? I think I'll let you answer that. I blame Black Day for Eclipse's actions in the last chapter. No more casual sex for him! Poor guy…
"A good night's sleep was perhaps all I needed to relax my mind. I felt refreshed until my guests came to me.
"Krayon spoke up, 'Your hospitality has been so kind, but we regret to inform you that we must leave tomorrow, and that all paperwork must be finished today.' 'What's suddenly changed?' 'Raenef's bride-to-be has become a woman, and we just heard news of it. We must wed the two as soon as possible.' 'Really? Congratulations on the engagement, but what's the hurry? If I'm not mistaken, there is a healthy king still seated in the throne and Raenef is only a child.' 'Nevertheless, we would produce an heir just incase. You understand?' Of course I didn't. None of these people made sense. 'Very well. The papers are on my desk; let me get them. Then we can spend your last day on that picnic that you so wanted, your highness. Don't concern yourself with your things; my servants will gather them for you.'
"I gave them the papers and had a lunch prepared. A carriage was waiting as the young prince, his cousin, and I got ready to leave. The 'esteemed' Aurelied stayed behind to make sure all of his affairs were in order."
A guest spoke up, "So is this the end to our great love tale? The boy is just going home?"
"I never said the story was finished. Now if I may continue," The guest nodded. "We arrived at a near-by pond. Its beauty was popular this time of year. A delicious meal was well enjoyed, then Krayon decided to be taken on a boat ride. Prince Raenef and I stayed ashore and chatted. 'Are you excited to get married?' 'Not really. Leeche is a spoiled, little girl. I don't really like her; it's just a marriage of convenience.' 'Then why don't they wait?' Sorrow filled his eyes, and he bowed his head slightly as if to hide that sorrow. 'I'm ill. And my father wants to make sure that he has an heir if I die.' 'Surely you won't die. Who told you that?' 'It's true. I was born with this illness. That's why I came on this trip, to see the world before I go…' Tears flowed down his cheeks and I wiped them away. To die so young, may Heaven welcome him with open arms.
