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"Where is she?" A man who has the power over the country Issyria asked aloud as she stormed through the hallways. He stopped right in front of a gold-coated door and started to calm down a little. The doctors had inform him not to lose his temper too often as it would affect his health. "Haruka, open up!" He knocked hard on the door impatiently. "HARUKA!!"
"For the love of Issyria, father, what's with your tone?!" The door opened, revealing a tall, handsome blonde. She was the only daughter in the royal family, and not to mention the eldest. The King might consider her as the most irritating child a father could have. The prince-like princess leant against the door frame, looking at the dark emerald eyes of her father.
"Why did you not go for your evening training today?"
Haruka scoffed. "Training? It's so damn boring here!" She sighed inwardly. "It is like a daily routine. Wake up, training; study, training blah blah blah…"
"Don't you dare 'blah' me, young one. Watch your manners."
"Alright then, I will just go 'blah' someone else instead." Haruka grinned as she brushed pass the other figure.
"Hold on." Her father ordered with a suspicious tone. Even though she hated the boring life her father had set for her since birth, she still showed respect towards her father; King Kensei of Issyria.
"What now?" She asked frustrated as she turned around.
"Why do you smell like you have just been to a party?"
"What party?" Haruka had to watch her words. Something might slip out before she knew it. She couldn't help but smile a little when she remembered the girl she met at the ball. Princess Michiru of Sulcros… She's cute…
"Forget it." With that said, he walked back into the opposite direction from the blonde.
"You should have done that earlier."
"What is the lost?" King Ryuhei rubbed his temple as he paced around his study room. Surely it was the Draken's doing. There had been rumours saying that a group called Draken steals goods from the rich to provide to the poor. They were as fast as the wind. No one was able to catch them before, not even the highest rank soldier in the royal army of any kingdom. He hadn't believe a single word of that until today…
"A total of-" Before his treasurer managed to give him the shock of his life, his daughter's personal maid came rushing in with a letter in her hand.
"Knock, Maria, knock." He sighed. That old lady had always been like that when something exciting was happening or going to happen. But what could it be this time? He had just lost a huge amount of rare goods.
"I am so sorry, Your Highness." She bowed in apology.
"What is that you have in your hand?"
"It is a letter from your old friend, King Kensei!" She exclaimed, getting back to the point.
"Maria, what are you talking ab- Wait, King Kensei as in my childhood friend Miwasaki Kensei?" The Kings were brothers-in-arms; they would do anything together, even Maria admired their strong bond. They were both young Prince who had their duty to their Kingdom. And so they had been seeing each other lesser these few years.
"Who else do you think I am talking about?" Maria crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Kensei as in the butcher from the morning market?"
"Gimme that Gimme that!" Upon hearing that he had received a letter from his best and only friend, he started to act like a child once more.
"But Your Highness, the sum…"
"Not now, Shiro, not now!" Ryuhei dashed towards Maria.
"It's good to be young, ne… Hahaha…"
"What?!" Her voice could be heard miles away from the palace. "Why in world should I follow you to visit your old friend?" The all blonde asked with that 'what's-your-problem' tone. "I doubt he is just another old hag like you who is always talking about nothing more than politics!" Haruka slapped her own forehead as she sighed aloud.
"I am sure you will like him, Haruka."
"Hell no!"
"Did I miss out that he has a young and beautiful daughter too?"
"Count me in!" The younger one replied without hesitating. Why must he always hit on my softest spot?! Haruka could hear her father chuckle. Old geezer!
"Are we there yet?" The blonde put her head out of the carriage, looking out for any sign of the place where they were heading to, although she had no idea where that is.
"Patience, Haruka. What happened to those training Riska gave you?" Kensei groaned, pulling Haruka back to her seat. "Was it all just a worthless effort?"
"Er… I think so." She grinned as she saw her father roll his eyeballs. Kensei took a scan of their surroundings and saw a glimpse of the palace. "We are almost there." He informed, taking in the familiar scent that brought back memories of his childhood to him. Oh how I miss the smell of the sea here… Suddenly, the carriage stopped. The horses neighed as the coachman pulled them back.
"What happened?" Haruka demanded as she opened the door.
"I am terribly sorry, Princess." The old coachman got down and quickly apologized. The blonde sighed as she set foot on the ground. "I found a boy in the middle of the road and I stopped as fast as I could."
"It is alright, Trevos." She patted his back. Straightening her coat, she walked forward to check on the 'boy' Trevos just told her about. All she saw was a cute, young boy on the ground staring at her. "Hey, you're a cute one!" Haruka smiled as she extended her hand. Much to her surprise, the boy slapped her hand away, hard. "What the?!"
"Who in the name of Sulcron do you think you are?" The kid got back onto his feet and yelled.
Sulcron? Are we in Sulcron?
"Whoa, what is going on here?" The youngest of the lot turned his attention to the old man who had just got down after the Princess.
"Who are you, old man? Show some respect for me when you are in Sulcron!" Haruka's eyes widen with surprise. There was an awkward silence before she broke into fist laughter. "Hey, I am talking here!"
"You are funny, little one." Kensei chuckled along with his daughter.
"I am the Prince of Sulcron, Kaiou Ryuhei the second!"
"Right, and I am King Kensei." Haruka replied as she tagged along. Her father looked at her with a confused look. Why was she using his name anyway?
"Kensei is not a king! He is the butcher from the morning market!" The young boy with short, dark blue hair cried out.
"Enough!" Kensei commanded in a tone which made the boy tremble. Surely he had felt insulted and it seemed that the boy didn't notice a single thing. "Are you lost, boy?" He asked firmly.
"No! I-" Before he could finish what he wanted to say, Kensei had already lifted him by the back of his collar and seated him in the carriage with them.
"Father!"
"Silence, Haruka." He glared at the blonde. "We will take him with us no matter what you say. Besides, he did say he is the Prince, did he not?"
"Yes, father…" She finally sighed in defeat.
"The door, get the door!" A man with sea blue hair yelled as he rushed through the hallways of his palace. "He is going to arrive any minute now!" He had been eagerly waiting for this moment ever since he received the letter, and that was 3 days ago. "Maria, please go get my Michiru down here!" He said just as he spotted the maid.
"Your Highness, clam down… It is not like you to be overjoyed like this…" Maria smiled a little. It's really been a while since he had been acting like that, maybe since he parted with Kensei.
"I am more likely to be overjoyed when I see him Maria. Now will you go get her?"
"Yes, your Highness."
"Your Highness, an unidentified carriage is approaching the gates of Sulcron." A soldier came running towards him.
"Is it coated in gold?" The carriage from Issyria was the only one coated in gold as it was their national colour; Kensei's favourite colour.
"Yes, your High-"
"Open the gates!" He quickly replied. "Go, now!"
"Father, where is Ryuhei?" He turned around just when he heard his daughter's voice.
"I am here, Michiru." The Princess sighed at her father's behavior. Had he forgotten about his other child?
"I meant your son."
"Oh, that Ryuhei. I do not know, Michiru." He looked out to the gate and back at her. "But now is not the time to be finding him. Come with me." Prince Ryuhei had always been a big problem to them. He's always running around the palace without anyone noticing him. Sometimes he could run out of town without anyone knowing.
"Kensei, my friend!" Ryuhei ran forward and hugged the taller figure who had just come out of the carriage tightly. "Ah? You've become thinner!" He exclaimed, still not letting go. It was then he realized another Kensei coming out. "Huh?" He quickly broke the embrace and stepped back.
"Erm… Hi?" The figure he had just hugged greeted him in an awkward tone.
"You are??"
"Oh, yes. I am Tennou Haruka-"
"My daughter." Kensei walked forward. "It has been a while, Ryuhei!" He patted Ryuhei on the shoulder.
"A pat? You must be kidding me." With that said Ryuhei threw his arms around the tall figure and gave him a welcome hug. "Well, it seems that you have quite a charming daughter here. How old is she?"
"She will be turning 18 on the 27th of this month." Kensei smirked proudly. "And is that your daughter?" Haruka was the first to notice a younger girl behind King Ryuhei. She lifted her eyebrows as she scanned that familiar figure.
So, I AM in Sulcron… How lucky could I get? Haruka stepped forward and bowed to her. "You must be King Ryuhei's precious daughter." She grinned. "I am very delight to meet you." She said in a husky tone. It looks like she was switching back to her 'gentleman' side of her again.
"And you must be the Princess of King Kensei." She forced a smile to her face. She hated cross dressers; she didn't know why but she just hates them. "It is a pleasure to finally meet you."
"You do not sound as happy as I had expected." She said softly, just loud enough for the other to hear.
"In fact I am not."
"And why is that?"
"Are you questioning me? I DO have the right not to answer to you, stranger."
"Haruka, how long do you want to stay in that position?" Haruka blushed as she heard her father's words. She had paused in that 'bowing' position for quite some time now.
"I-I am sorry, Father." She walked back to his side.
"Right, Ryuhei." He carried a young boy out from the carriage. "Is this your child too? Or that is what he said."
"Oh God or Sulcron! That is my son! I am terribly sorry that he had caused you any trouble on your way here!" He quickly pulled that grumbling young boy to his side.
"Oh, it is alright."
"Yeah right…" Haruka muttered. Kensei elbowed her and regain his usual composure.
"Come on in, I will send someone to get your luggages." He led them in. Haruka sighed as she walked behind her father.
Michiru, you are SO different from the ball…
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