"Look, they are coming! Hey~~~~" The guard, who was just bored and nearly fell asleep when leaning against the gate, wave his hand violently at the coming troop after noticing them, shouting and laughing, thus leading to a great burst of cheering of other guards.

Through the ruins and the smoke of war, they are deliberately and straightly moving forward, and, stop quiely when close enough. The blond woman-the leader of the troop, just slightly nods her head at the over-excited guards, smiling naturally and gracefully, and the dark-haired man beside her, hand on hip, is grinning like the brightest sun in the sky.

"It's really an honor to see you arrive there safe and soundly Miss Emmy and ~~~" One of the guards steps forward and bows at them with great joy, "We were so worried when we heard of the rumours that you'd been killed in an accident and even the the skeletons not saved. Thanks to the god you've come, we can finally ensure your safety now! We never afford to lose such an excellent general again..."

"So I've already told you they couldn't have died you idiot, and you shouldn't have believed the rumours sweeping over the town, cause that's not always real you know." Another guard cannot help but laugh at the silliness of him, at the same time, punches him on his back. He turns around and curses to him secretly, but soon appear to be smiling again.

"Lord David and Miss Irina have missed you badly, so come in and follow me please." The guard turns and walks away, others following.

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Loneliness.

That's all that he's feeling during these days.

The castle is quieter and more silent than any days before. Torgal and Blocter have been charging at the battlefront to fight with enemies while Pagus, has been staying in his study all the time with his men to analyze the temporary situation and formulate a battle plan. He is, however, not free at all though his generals have solved many problems he was once concerned about, for he has to do more than he has expected-not only dealing with piling paperworks, but also maintaining the high spirits of his troops. These are annoying, burdensome, even irksome, which is spinning in head.

Standing up, he wants to lay his work aside for a while go out for a walk, breathing some fresh air though all the surroundings there seem lifeless without any vitality. No sunshine, only heavy clouds cover the sky. He sighs, walking directly to the garden, a few blossoms catching his eyes.

Spring is coming. He thinks to himself. But why haven't they arrived until now? He's tired and painful, not because his heavy work, but because the thoughts of him, which torture him strongly and immensely. He's tried to control this exceeding feeling, so he can focus fully on his work. But he's wrong, the feeling is growing stronger in his heart, swallowing and occupying it, nearly driving him mad.

Never has one impressed him so, understood him so, and...tortued him so. Yes, that guy has stolen his heart, which was once cold and irritable, now falling into an awful pain of pine.

His heart is burning like a fire, while his thoughts are storming to him like flood, gradually eroding him like thousands of arrows piercing into his body, hundreds of needles embedding into his heart. It hurts a lot.

He presses his left hand deeply in his chest, a drip rolling down his cheek.

"I've missed you so bad, Rush. " He speaks quietly, not expecting a familiar voice to be heard out of nowhere.

"Hey, glad to see you here, Dave!~~"

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Sitting on the edge of her bed, Emmy is carefully cleaning her longsword given by her mother, with the corner of her lips curveing a bit, and a feeling of happiness coming across her. Needless to say, she's perfectly finished this task and beyond her expectation, Rush hasn't disappeared and is now brimming with energy. In addition, the situation of the war is getting better to them, more and more people have been found alive and sent to the shelters, out of danger.

On thinking of the smiling face of David, the warmth always comes to her mind. She loves his smiling, and never wants to see him desperate or upset, or frowning without a word, which worry her a lot. Although she hasn't been his man as long as Torgal, Blocter or Pagus have, she has to admit that she understands him more than anyone of them, and is deeply fascinated by him-his handsome face, his magnetic voice, his everything...

Her brain is filled with him, which makes her feel guilty. She is a general yet he is a marquis, so however much she cares him, she likes him, it's impossible for them to be together, and anyone in the town will think the same. She can no longer resist the impulse to meet him right now.

Putting the sword aside, she steps out of the room without hesitation to find him. Pacing through a long corridor, she stops beside the garden, which was once her mother's favourate place in the castle. Against the bushes, she can still feel the sweet scents of grass and blossom.

She steps closer, attempting to have a clearer sight of the garden, yet, the coming sight nearly tears her heart apart.

"You..." She murmurs, putting her hands to her mouth to cover up her astonishment at the two people who are hugging with each other tightly and affectionately.

It's a while since they notice Emmy, who's astonished and standing aside, so they reluctantly loosen each other.

"Hey, Emmy, how long have you been here..." Rush scratches his hair with embarrassment, "Sorry we didn't noticed you..."

"Enough..." She sobs out, almost bursting into tears, but she succeeds in holding back," Okay, don't try to explain anything. I've clearly understood..."

"Wait..."

But that's too late. She's alrealy run away, vanishing in the garden, and only leaving a string of tears.

"Hey, she must have mistaken something!" He shouts in anxiety, "Wait Emmy ! Listen to me!~~~" He rushes out hurriedly, fully neglecting the confused and frustrated expression on David's face.

You're such an idiot Rush. You'll never know my heart. David sighs to himself, maybe I'm too over-possessive...

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A/N: Hohoho~~~~~! A love triangle!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`

I LOVE THIS!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~````

Well I have to apologize for the erratic update cause sometimes I have to finish my homeworks and deal with exams so I cannot update it soon. Latihanmenulis ShadowGOUF Zeyro hopelessroman Thank you for the support~~~~!*Hug hug hug hug hug*

I'll try my best to finish this fiction~~~~Hahaha ~~~~~