Chapter IV: Calm before the Storm
2 weeks later…
There have been rumor has been that the royal family is curse and that they will die. Half of it was true, the Devil Sisters have place a curse on the royal family but the other half is still a mystery. Will they really die soon? Dorocche has feeling nauseous for thinking about it. He haven't been getting any good sleep since the party and his head have been hurting badly but still remain strong, for the sake of his parents, his brothers even his baby sister.
Dorocche stared out of his window, tiredly, in bed. Just gazing at the winter wonderland that stood before the palace, his home; something about today was a little off…it was probably those rumors that were making him unsettled. Still, he wanted to forget about the curse, wanted to move on with his life. But it was proving difficult for him. Dorocche growled to himself in frustration, putting a pillow on his face.
The young prince heard a knock on the door," Good morning, your Highness, I see you're already awake…that's good…"
Dorocche stared tiredly at the new hand maid who brought him his clothes. Many of the servants, in fear of the curse and to believe that it may come true, would leave the palace to a safe haven or move far away the country while the bravest and most loyal of servants stayed behind with his family. Still, there are plenty of gossips in both inside the palace and outside as well; hearing about the curse is making him feel sick.
"Come now, young prince or you'll be late for your magic lessons," His maid spoke in a stern voice, like a like what a slave driver. Reluctantly, Dorocche removed himself from the window post and let the maid escort him to the bathroom for his bath.
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Honey couldn't stop thinking about Dorocche. Every time she goes to sleep, he plagues her dreams, now they turn into nightmares, more like dreams that feel so real that turn into some form of what happened just a 2 weeks ago. She can still see those dreadful witches placing a curse on the royal family and couldn't do anything to stop them. It was as if her feet were glued to the floor and could not move. She knew that prince would've felt the same thing as she did: feeling helpless and afraid. He would blame himself too.
As she worked she still hear the maids and the kitchen staff whispering and gossiping about how maybe the witches curse is real but most of all they were worried that if the Mousinovs would really die. Honey, feeling sick in the stomach and rage built inside her, she just wanted to leave.
"Servant girl or what-ever your name is…the queen wanted me to fetch you to dress the young princess," The head butler had spoken rudely, to Honey. Even though Honey dislike him even thinking he is the most stuck-up person she have ever met but she was relieved to be excused from the kitchen and didn't hesitate to exit into the hallway.
While traversing down the hallway to the Princess room, Honey was in deep thought, wishing to herself. If I was born in a wealthy family that one day that we can be together, she thought to herself because deep down she felt this strong connection whenever she is around him, her sunny fur on her stand up, feeling much 'electricity' between them. It would felt like a dream that any little girl always wanted: To grow up, find her prince charming, find true love and be married; A happily ever after, like a fairy tale in the books.
Oh who are you foolin' Honey….that will never happen…Honey sulked with a heavy sigh of defeat. Her conscious is right, who was she fooling. It will never happen; she is just a servant girl of the queen and Dorocche is the youngest son of the Mousinovs, there is no way it will ever happen. This is reality and those kinds of dreams don't happen like that. Honey was so in deep thought that she didn't notice a small figure approaching her touching her hand.
Honey snapped back into reality, looking down and saw front of her was Dorocche's little sister, Pearl. The little princess eyed at Honey, curiously and spoke softly," Are you alright, Honey…?" Honey felt embarrassed and foolish; here she is, standing in the hallway like a statue when she was supposed to help the princess dress. Eagerly, she bowed to the princess in respect, apologizing," Y….Yes, I am, your highness! I'm terribly sorry of my foolishness. I promise it will never happen again!"
The little princess stared at the frightened servant but smiled a little," It's alright, Honey…You did nothing wrong…." The servant girl raised her head up and gazed at the smiling princess," I just saw you standing here like a statue and I was wondering if you're okay…"
Honey stared wide eyed at the young snow white princess, her cheeks turned into a bright red color as she lowered head down in shame, "I'm so sorry your highness….for making you worried…" The little princess shrugged,"…you don't need to apologized," She simply stated while she began to gently drag her to her room," Come on and let's hurry! I wanted to see my brothers today!" Honey was astonished by the princess spirit today but she smiled warmly and resume her duties on dressing the young princess.
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Dorocche felt like he was dragging a rock inside, and he eye lids were falling slightly over his own eyes but he kept on going down the hallways in a normal posture. He was led by his maid down the corridor, turned left and then came upon two large doors; she grabbed both of the handle and pushed the doors, revealing a large open area. It was the Mousinov back yard; it was large with a garden on both sides with a wide path of sand, at the end of the path was a large white fountain spring made of pure polished, white stone. Behind it were a half circular row of large stone columns. With the combination of the bright sun and the cool breeze, the garden looked stunningly gorgeous!
Seeing his family's backyard, it did lift up his spirits, actually smiling about it. He loves this garden; he and his baby sister always play here. It was close to a playground only with it had a hand-made swing, hanging by the large oak tree, just swaying amongst the cool breeze. Dorocche was glad that his lessons were taking place here…
"You're Majesty!"
Dorocche quickly snapped back into reality, realizing that he was daydreaming again, seeing the face expression on the maid's face. "Your Majesty, you have an exam today. And you are already late! Please, we need to get you to your lesson; Prof. Wood is not a patient man!" She scorned at the young prince. Dorocche could've rolled his eye but he didn't, he wasn't in the mood to deal with her stern mouth, besides….his father strictness and his mother constant worries was already enough to handle.
His maid grabbed a hold of him and dragged into the central square where a short yet stout man with yellow skin and a long nose, wearing big round eyes; he was standing on his stool, observing his large red book. Next to him was another man, who is the complete opposite of him: Tall, thin with grey fur and small pitch black snout, he was also dressing in regal, high quality clothes colored in black, red and gold. Dorocche started to struggle until they were fully inside the center.
The maid releases her grip from Dorocche and bowed her head at the two figures," I'm terribly sorry for the lateness of the young prince, Prof. Wood. He has 'oversleep' in bed, today but he is here and ready for your teaching."
The stout man named Prof. Wood, turned his eyes away from the book and gazed at the maid, but focus on Dorocche, who know that his over-stuffed teacher was not happy about his students being late…especially him. Dorocche removed his eyes away from the Professor's gaze, he didn't want to take his lessons today but he had no other choice. If he refuses to take his magic lessons, he'll be told on by his teacher and he'll have to deal with his father…and he knew his father wasn't in his better moods….not since the party.
Wood responded scornfully at the maid," It doesn't matter what his excuse is! He needed to be here on time and on schedule," then he faced back at his book but still alleged at her," But at least you delivered him for only about a 5 seconds…which is not bad….still let's hope this will never happen again, understand?"
The maid grumbled a bit but responded anyway," Yes, sir." Then she turned the second figure gave him a bow; she mood suddenly changed," Advisor Seto…I see that you are in high spirits today."
The taller man gazed at the maid and smiled thoughtfully," Well, indeed I am, my dear, it's a very nice day to be smiling about. There is no reason why anyone wouldn't be happy about."
Dorocche scoffed at his words but when he gazed at the sky, seeing how bright and blue it is…the clouds were thin and the breeze was smooth; the sun was brighter than before and the smell of flowers was in the air. Dorocche couldn't help but smile at the comforting day.
The maid next to him shook him a bit and whispered to him about him needing to focus on his studies and hopped that it will not this happen again. He grunted but nodded in agreement. Before she left she gave a final bow at the teacher and the advisor, leaving Dorocche alone with them. Professor Wood approached the young prince and gave him a small grin which was rare for him to do, especially to Dorocche.
"Well, your majesty, it seems that you were very lucky today for not being too late otherwise I would have to tell your parents about your parents about you trying drop class…and we both know that they are very stressful people…" Dorocche glared at his teacher, knowing that he will inform his parents about him trying to avoid class all week. He gave a defeated sigh and nodded, letting Professor Dawning know his meaning. The professor's grin spread wider in triumph and then returned to his station to get his book while the Advisor Seto approaches the young prince.
"Well, your majesty, it seems that you making quite a reputation for yourself, trying to skip your magic lessons, eh?" Dorocche wasn't in the mood to speak to the advisor but he nodded, confessing his 'misconduct' actions (which he usually won't do, he would often lied in a devious way) but for the last few days, he losing his talent in his skills of being mischievous still he stays strong and determined to keep going for that stake of his family and also to his little sister.
The Advisor continued, "Still, I wouldn't blame you for it since those awful rumors are all over the country of Neptunia and your grandmother has to leave sooner than expected…so sorry your highness…"
Dorocche scoffed Seto's words of 'sympathy', he can tell it was actually 'part' of his position to be this way but he knew that the advisor of the king, his father, was faking it; Seto has always been the spoil sport of the kings work, he would rather do his way than the king's way. Advisor Seto is intelligent, patient and mild mannered but underneath his cheery smile was ambition, cunning and a bit of a treacherous streak….Dorocche has been watching him closely but at the same time must keep his distant from him.
And as for his grandmother…well, after the celebration, she became worried about her daughter and her family and the curse but Dominick, having his pride get the better of him, suggested that he will keep his family safe, and assuring that he will handle everything. Maria doesn't feel it is something to ignore but prays her family's safety before she left for Camelot. Dorocche didn't want his grandmother to leave so soon but Maria assured that as long as he remembers their special lullaby and plays the music box, she'll always be with him.
Oh, How Dorocche missed her…and she only left 3 days after the party…
Professor Wood returned to the prince with his usual stuck-up posture, adjusting his lens and gave a sniff of the morning air and then address to Dorocche," Now then…shall we move on, your highness?"
Dorocche sighed heavily but responded," Yes, Professor…."
"Good…" Before the teacher and his rebellious student could continue down the sandy path when he noticed the Advisor isn't leaving. Dorocche would ask his teacher about Seto's arrival but decided to keep quiet, Dorocche always suspicious about the high Advisor. What was he doing here? He doesn't usual have the time for being the lesson in fact, he hates it…unless…
Dorocche felt he is now being drag by Prof with the Advisor following behind, towards the opening area of the Garden where they doing their outdoor lessons, there he spotted 3 figures; those figures were his brothers, all dressed in there color them tunics: Orlando, wearing a blue tunic with silver straps and hems, Napoleon was wearing deep red tunic with perfect swirls of gold and light brown and Lutheran wore green tunic with bronze straps and hems.
They haven't been speaking much to each other since the celebration, even to Dorocche. After the party, rumors started to spread across the country, it made the royal family place in a very difficult position: gossiping about a dark secret organization against the royal family, monster sightings and attacks. There is word about how the Devil sisters got their dark powers, they say that sisters sold their very souls to the Dark Ones in exchange for powerful and destructive magic but in return, they must collect souls of the Mousinovs in order to gain eternal life but nobody knew why they hate the noble and decent royal family so much.
Dorocche may never know himself….
The Prof released Dorocche than approached his older brothers to make announcement,"Orlando, Napoleon, Lutheran and Dorocche, sons of Dominick and Elise Mousinov, today will be your final exams on your lessons. Since your parents won't be joining us today, having important business at the meeting, we will be having two guests observing your talents: Advisor Seto and your youngest sister, Princess Pearl.
The 4 brothers were bewildered about the announcement, the high advisor and their baby sister observing there exams? What about the judges or the other teachers?
They must've left when things got too disturbing for their settlement…Orlando theory the idea to himself in his mind.
Typical, always running away before the storms comes…Napoleon growled.
This must be more serious then I can regulate…Lutheran pondered.
I knew that scum was up to something! Dorocche sneered angrily.
Dorocche had a feeling that the advisor was planning something…and he was right! The reason is so simple: To get closer to Princess Pearl. Seto has been known to have a very watchful eye for the young princess, always watching her every move and even at times try to get 'closer' to her. As Pearl's older brother, he has already been aware for Seto's 'fondness' for his baby sister; there was a time just about 4 months ago, Dorocche got out of bed to get a drink of water when he heard a sound…like a lullaby. At first, he thought it was his mother but when he opened the door, Dorocche saw the advisor, Seto singing his sister. A sweet song while touching her ebony in a 'loving' manner while whispering in her ear; Seto saw Dorocche watching him then simply stated that he was singing because Pearl requested it but Dorocche doesn't believe him, still, he kept it to himself. 2 months later, Pearl was starting to feel uncomfortable being around Seto, and secretly told Dorocche that he tried to touch her in ways that she doesn't like.
Dorocche could've told his father about this but he knew that Dominick was very stubborn and yet too trusting to his high officers while his mother believes that Seto is too much of a good man to do such a thing. His brothers has their suspicions but often don't often pay much attention to it which is why Dorocche will often watch over his sister, it rather sorta makes up for being a late student, an unwary brother and a bit of noncompliant son. Still, he has a family line that must go on even if it means doing all the things that the young prince rather not do but has it for his family, his sister and even himself.
At least the magic lessons are one of the things that he doesn't really hate.
Advisor Seto sat himself on the porcelain bench and waited patiently for the princess, who arrived 5 seconds later. Princess Pearl was wearing her favorite summer dress, a white thin cotton dress with flower shaped seams with yellow straps and hems; Pearl was carrying her white umbrella that covers her from the sunlight. If she wasn't sensitive to the light, her fur would glow like an angel.
Dorocche was happy to see his sister but was surprise by who accompanied her. It was Honey, herself; the young prince's smile grew wider, two of his favorite females besides his mother and grandmother has brought a bright day to not only to Dorocche but to the rest of his brothers and even to Professor Wood.
Honey guided Pearl towards to the 3rd porcelain bench, far from Advisor Seto; Honey also knew about Seto's 'attraction' towards the princess besides Dorocche. Secretly, she was the only one who knew about this since she is one of the Queens Servants and already notices Seto's behavior towards Pearl; she is also takes care and befriends the Princess so she has the right to place her afar from the advisor as she could. Seto didn't look too please about that but he paid no mind. For now…
"Now! Summon your wands, your majesties!"
The four brothers lifted their right arms with their claws position in a summoning pose. And then appeared right in their palms were 4 golden wands with marvelous designs, perfect for princes of royal bloods and dependents of a long line of powerful leaders, magicians and more.
Once they are in their grasp, the exam has begun! Each of the princes performed admirably with spells and magic that were taught to them for months and now they successfully beginning to master them, proving how much they learned during those few months as students: Orlando is intelligent and mild-mannered to his lessons, he'll do it with no trouble though he rather be reading books other than do magic while Napoleon is a daring student who rather do impossible tricks and sometimes overdoes them though lately he has stopped pushing and rather go into the garden for peace and quiet. Lutheran is the most focused and academic student of Prof. Wood, he loves to study new things and loves to do magic though he sometimes affect his responsibilities as a prince and finally Dorocche is very known to be late for class though he somehow manage to quickly learn faster than his older brothers but conduct magic with his own fun-time.
But today, all the brothers pass each magic lesson seriously yet perfectly. Princess pearl and Honey enjoyed the performance while Advisor Seto was watching with a blank face, no reaction.
Finally, the exams were close to complete…now the most difficult part of all…and Dorocche hated this…Prof. Wood's speeches! After the exams, he would make an announcement on their achievements throughout the years of progress and given a speech of the futures as the next line of the throne, though it was planned that Orlando takes the Mousinov throne after his father once he is married to Princess Coco who he is fond to as she was to him. Afterwords, Napoleon is to be wedded by a girl with royal blood, which he is against since his heart belongs to Nocturnal. This was setting off a conflict between him and his father which is unpleasant. Then it will be Lutheran turn though was uncomfortable about the matter after being betrothed to Duchess Peppermint, who more into fashion then reading much to his dismay and finally Dorocche…he rather kiss a snake then Princess Dolly, who was an actual snot-nose brat.
Dorocche would rather marry Honey then Dolly…wait did he just thought of that…..that was weird. Does he like her to the point where he like…LIKE her? Man….he's screwed….
Unbeknown to the young prince, he was slowly levitating off the ground even to the point where nobody was paying attention….until Pearl called out.
"Dorocche! Dorocche….your flying!"
As soon as she said those words, everyone drew there attention on the floating prince, who was already 30 feet off the ground. Dorocche opened his eyes to see himself above the ground; he slowly looked down at everyone below him…then started to panic!
"W…WHAT THE HECK…WHAT'S GOING ON!? HOW DID I GET UP HERE!? GET ME DOWN!" Dorocche began to swing his own arms and legs in a vigorous motion while his began to scream. Orlando was the first to react, cupping both of his hands to his mouth and shouted," Don't worry, bother, we'll get you down as fast as we can! Just try not to do anything drastic!"
Orlando than began giving commands to his siblings and the grownups," Napoleon, go get the gardeners, we'll need a ladder to get him down." Napoleon nodded and headed to the far area of the garden, Orlando than turned to Lutheran and Advisor Seto. "Lutheran, see if you can find some other help inside the castle, there no such saying that you can't get too much help…and Advisor Seto, sir, will you please inform my parents about this? They must know right away!" Lutheran ran inside the castle with Seto, reluctantly, following him. Orlando turned to Pearl ad honey," You two remain here….try to persuade Dorocche to not over-do his current situation." The two nodded as they gazed at the mid-air prince, who is struggling while Orlando rushed over to Prof. Wood who was just staring in awe at Dorocche.
"Professor Wood, is there a spell that can bring Dorocche down back to us?" Wood seemed to twitched a little when he heard Orlando, but responded thoroughly," Uh…yes, yes there is, your majesty. This is the levitation spell, it is a lone spell for a high leveled magician! ….What an amazing discovery!
"Prof. Wood, we don't have time for this!" Orlando groaned desperately.
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Meanwhile Dorocche was still kicking his legs and swinging his arms, continuously in mid-air while his mind was beginning to race with worries of how to get down to the ground. It wasn't long until he stop what he was doing, feeling tired and a bit dizzy, he was about to call it quits when he caught gaze at the entire city of Silica. He knew that the city was amazing but he never knew it looked magnificent! Somehow seeing the city has relieved Dorocche of his constant worries…he felt as light as a feather. Before Dorocche noticed, he was suddenly lowering himself. A surge of panic came upon him which react his situation of floating by rising up in air one more. Dorocche sighed in relief of not falling to his death…
Wait…just several minutes ago, Dorocche was thinking about a lot of things when he first began to float…and when he saw the city, he was slowly lowering downwards…
Somehow this makes sense but is it like flying…like that flying boy in that storybook that his mother used to read to him when was younger?
Dorocche decided to test out something…he pushed his front body forward and as the result, he began to fly forward and when he pushed his body back, he went backwards. He moved up, down, left, right and even kick the air which sent him in a upward circle. The young prince couldn't believe it! He was actually flying! Dorocche felt a feeling of happiness that he never felt since the party…he's flying! And with no wings either! This gives Dorocche an idea…
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Honey couldn't believe it…the young prince has suddenly got himself in an airy situation. He all of a sudden was rising into the air…30 ft. or more, to the point where he was close to a dot. Honey looked at his little sister, Pearl who was looking with worried eyes at her big brother. Honey faced the sky once more but her eyes began to widen to what she saw next…the young prince was doing loopy-loops, flying upwards, downwards stunts and even soaring around the top pole of the palace. She began to panic…
"You majesty, what are doing!?" Honey screamed. The prince stopped, turning around right at the two young girls who were trying to get his attention. The prince soaring back to the large tower until he was out of sight; where did he go? She thought to herself. The prince just disappeared out of sight and she can't see him anywhere. This isn't good news…this isn't good news at all! But Honey recalled something that the prince did before disappearing out of sight…he was smiling…but this isn't your everyday smile…this is a smile of deviousness. Before Honey could do anything, Dorocche was coming from behind and sweep his sister off her feet than flew about 20 ft. up in air.
Honey couldn't believe that the prince would do something so careless: taking his own sister who is small, fragile and sensitive on a flight in the sky…but she noticed something different…Dorocche was using his own body to cover his sister from the sunlight as they flew around the castle. Orlando and Wood paused their arguing and gazed at the siblings, just enjoying their moment on this beautiful day.
Soon enough, bunch of other people just arrived: 3 gardeners with Napoleon, 4 servants joined by Lutheran and the royal couple, Dominick and Elise including several council members with Seto; they all arrived to witness the whole thing. Usually, the king and queen would tell their son to stop what he was doing but when they saw couldn't ruin a happy moment between two beloved siblings, in fact, this moment was the most exciting thing that happened in the last 2 weeks and they didn't want to ruin this moment. The professor, the council members, the workers, servants even Dorocche's family was gazed warmly at the youngest members of the royal family, playing and flying amongst one another.
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Dorocche and Pearl were the happiest duo of the moment, the big brother with the power of flying has allowed his little sister to join him in this moment. It was almost a dream come true and Dorocche was happy to let his sister enjoy this moment for he want her to be happy for as long as she lives.
That is until a voice called out to him, "Prince Dorocche! You need to come down, this moment! You are worrying your parents!"
Dorocche turned his furry head around at the ground, there he spotted several workers and members of the council, amongst them were his mother, father, his older brothers and the advisor Seto.
"Please, return to your original position, your majesty. And try not dropping her imperial highness!"
Dorocche, still holding on to Pearl, sighed heavily in disappointment. How dare that arrogant Seto, ruin this moment? Just another excuse to get to his sister, still as always, he might be worrying his parents; He turned to Pearl, "You wanna go down?" Pearl though for a moment…she saw a first was scared of being this high but she knew her brother wouldn't drop her and only doing this to lift up her down spirits. And since she then, she was enjoying being up in the sky, feeling like a free bird, wishing that she could never return to the ground but knew that she needs to so Dorocche won't get in trouble.
"Yes….we should head back…" She smiled a little at Dorocche, who gave her a smile of his own than he flew back to the ground, right on the spot where he first lifted in the air.
Soon, everyone started to crowd around the two; Dominick, Elise and the three princes were the first to approach them.
"Oh my goodness! Thank the heavens, you both are alright!" Queen Elise exclaimed, hugging both of her children. Dorocche gave out his signature grin of playfulness, "We're fine, mama, though it was really fun, right Pearl?" Pearl smiled back, "Yes it is!"
Dominick stepped in "Well at least you both safe…" He stated, giving the two a warm smile and Dorocche a pat on the shoulder. Dorocche couldn't help but feel a bit relieved that his father wasn't too upset about leaving his meeting to make sure his children is safe. In fact, Dorocche could tell his father wanted to be with his family again than rather go through a day's work of constant bickering, worries and frustration.
Orlando rushed alongside with Napoleon and Lutheran by their side. Lutheran was the first to react by hugging his little brother which startle him, "Oh, dear brother, I was so worried about you! I though you'll never get down!" Dorocche tapped on his shoulder to get his attention, "Bro…I can't…breathe…" He said, struggling to get out of his brother's grasp. "Sorry!" Lutheran let go of his little brother, though the struggle of getting air cause him to collapse but Orlando was able to catch him in time and set him down gently. Dorocche has succeeded into get air into his lungs, he knew his brother has a tight grip but not to point where it nearly suffocated him. Napoleon grin at Dorocche, "That's some trick you just did, bro." Dorocche looked at him, "Yeah…but I didn't do it….it just happen."
"That's because the young prince has somehow have release his potential," Prof Wood stepped forward to the royal family with Dorocche in front, the prof was staring right at him with inspiration in his eye.
Dorocche raised an eyebrow while his father did the same, "What do you mean, professor?" "You see, your majesty…,"Prof. Wood began, "Your youngest son, Dorocche, has somehow was able to break the barrier of his true magic which can lead him into doing higher class magic, it is rare for a child to do such a thing!" Hearing this one of council members came forward, "Of course, King Dominick, your son has achieved something that no other member of Mousinov has done in generations! This is a great achievement!" There were several murmurs amongst the council, servants and workers…this is a great achievement for the family line, now that Dorocche has unlock his barrier he can be able to learn many higher class spells…but is this what supposed to happen, Dorocche will never know.
Pearl hold onto her brother's hand, getting Dorocche's attention, "Big brother, what does this mean? Are you gonna be able to create more spells?" Dorocche just shrugged his shoulders, "I guess so…" A hand was placed on his shoulder, he looked up to see Seto smiling at him, "Well, I must say congratulation, your majesty; you manage to make your family proud…" Dorocche eyed him suspiciously, but responded back the high advisor, "Thanks…"
Seto smiled at the prince and princess though he turned his attention towards the king who was getting crowded by the council and the professor, "It is too bad, that you'll be leaving soon…" He whispered mostly to himself. Dorocche leaned in further, hearing little of his words, "What was that?" He stated. Seto swiftly faced the curious prince…he quickly removed his hand from Dorocche's shoulder, putting on an innocent laughter, "It's nothing, your majesty…now if you excuse me. There are important matters that I must attend to…
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Honey approached the crowd, over hearing the grown-ups discussing on how Dorocche may succeed in the future and with many suggestions given by the council, Dominick feels that Dorocche (who was suddenly getting a crowd) was feeling corned by the amount of attention. The king called out to the workers," Alright, that is enough excitement for today, all of you besides the council and professor Wood, head back inside it is almost noon and it is already lunchtime for my family. Now go back to your regular routines, immediately!" The workers headed inside the palace, leaving the young prince alone. Dorocche sighed in relief, feeling that for that moment he would get Closter-phobic but thanks to his father, he live another.
Honey smile warmly as she gazed at the prince, dreamily, seeing on how he maybe at times mischievous, cunning and at times devious but deep down is a boy who wanted to protect his sister from harm also fun-loving, adventurous and loyal to his family. She truly admire the prince's faithfulness towards those he's close to. If only her family could be with her…
"Honey!...Honey!"
The little servant girl was out of her daydream, seeing Pearl run towards her with her silver umbrella in one hand while Dorocche still holding her other hand," Honey, come on! Mama said we're heading inside, now…" Again, Honey felt stupid for daydreaming," Oh! I'm sorry, princess, how foolish of me!" She squealed shyly. Dorocche chuckled, not from making fun of her but because the way she blushed. She is so shy it's almost cute, He thought to himself.
Dorocche stepped forward, offering his hand to Honey, who was confused at his action but Pearl smiled cheerfully, knowing what her brother was trying to do.
"May I escort you inside, my lady?" Dorocche spoke in a gentleman, giving Honey a smile…the same one he has given her on the night of the ball. Honey couldn't believe it…this smile makes her heart nearly stop, her arms shaking and her legs weak….it was almost unbearable." I…I…." Dorocche waited patiently...SAY SOMETHING! She screamed her mind, ANYTHING!
"YES! I WILL!"
Dorocche was surprised by her outburst...not only him but others who stayed outside, most were stunned or surprised while some gave her a glare.
Honey face turned deep red from pure embarrassment. All she wanted to do was to run away from here and hide forever…but she didn't do that and remained still…she slowly stuttered," I mean….I shouldn't let you do that…your majesty…" Dorocche recovered from his shock, not wanting to get her into trouble he devise an excuse," No, I insisted besides, Mama wants you get inside quickly….after all…you're getting a little sudden case of Spring Fever…." The council mummer amongst themselves about the young servant girl getting spring fever which could spread throughout the palace, Dominick remained silent.
Honey was puzzled by Dorocche's words, still she remained silent…as a servant to the Queen it was her duty…and today she did something foolish…why was he defending her? She was feeling a bit dizzy….her vision was becoming blurry….and her heart was beating….
Honey felt herself collapse but was caught by the young prince, Dorocche. Soon everything went dark…
Honey groaned as she began to become conscious, she found herself in bed with an ice bag on her forehead. Honey felt the ice melting a bit but she still wanted to know what happened, she check the clock next to her, it was already 5pm. Honey heard a knock on the door. Panicking, she quickly covered herself with the blanket….she didn't why but she heard the door creak open and then footsteps began to approach her, Honey was scared until the owner of the spoke….
"Geez, girl….you know this getting old right? It's just me."
Honey removed the blankets, gazing at Dorocche. His facial expression appeared little annoyed, Honey ears drew back, feeling foolish once again," I'm….I'm sorry, your majesty….I didn't mean to offended you." She lowered her head in shame. Dorocche frown faded and brought up a warming smile," It's okay, at least you're feeling better…that spring fever has gotten to you."
Spring Fever!? Honey was mentally surprised, feeling even more foolish….How could she be sick with spring fever when she has an important duty to watch over her royal highness, the princess!? How could she protect the family that saved her life if she keeps goofing off like this? Honey felt uneasy once more, luckily, Dorocche, while sitting next to her, held onto her by wrapping one hand around her waist.
"You better take it easy," He stated," The doc said you need your rest for at least until tomorrow morning. And don't worry about my sis; mama has given her a temporary servant in your place for a day so you're pretty much covered." He chuckled humorously, removing his arm from her waist," That hand maid mama hired is pretty much a klutz….not mention terrible at being a maid, still I would hate to see you replaced…even if it's for a day."
Honey flushed by the prince's words, it was one of the most thoughtful thing he ever said to her; with cheeks colored in red and her claw hands were becoming sweating but she remained composed.
The two remained silent for a moment, just staring at other objects then themselves; Dorocche began to whistle a little bit when he remembered something.
"Hey, um, I brought you some 'get well' flowers" Dorocche brought forward a small pot to Honey, she watched as he used a sprinkle of his blue magic and then a pile of buttercups sprouted magically. He handed it over to Honey," They're for you….As a get well gift…from me." Honey looked at the flowers than Dorocche, she slowly took the flowers and smiled brightly; Buttercups were her favorites and often wanted one of her own now she has a pot filled with them. She actually leaped on Dorocche, hugging affectionate, repeating thank you over and over again. Dorocche, though had enough of being hugged for today, decided to accept Honey's hug so he hugged her back, closely.
Honey felt so relived and peaceful in Dorocche's embrace while Dorocche felt the same, though they just realized after a 10 seconds, they both realized they were still holding onto one another. Honey was the first to release the prince, her cheeks still turned red from embarrassment once more. Dorocche felt the same though after a moment; he stood up, rubbing the back of his neck, nervously. "Well, I best be going…um my Mama wanted me to be get back to class….so, uh, I'll see you later!" Dorocche approach the door, hesitantly, opened it and leaving Honey, alone in the room.
"I'll…see you later, too," She whispered, feeling so alone once again. She place the flower pot on the desk than returned to bed, lying down underneath the blankets, just staring up at the ceiling just feeling warm so she decided to sleep it off until morning.
…
It was late at night, around 9pm; it was time for the Royal family to sleep, though Dorocche, in his white cotton night pajamas, couldn't fall sleep.
His mind was racing to what just happened at dinnertime, his father has announce that tomorrow, they will be leaving the Winter Palace to head to the Summer Manor, their other home that is on the other side of the planet, Dorocche was against this but his father explained that the council decided it is best to leave due to the recent harassment and attacks from demons around outside the village and death threats from the secret organization. They came to the conclusion that the royal family must relocate to a most safe area until the matter is handle.
The king also told his son that he promised grandmother, Maria, to protect his family from danger and that's what he intends to do.
Dorocche sighed at the thought of leaving his home to go somewhere else, even though he left it several times in the past this time he'll be leaving to escape a death threat that was made by the witches…and a witches never break a promise….
Dorocche tossed and turn in his bed but couldn't sleep. Could you escape something that was about to come…!? He sighed a little, rising a little from the pillow and stared at the window, there was a blizzard tonight and the sound of it made Dorocche feel tense. He heard a tiny knock on the door. Who could be up at this time of night!? He tiredly dragged himself out of the bed and opened the door. It was Pearl, in her light grey cotton nightgown, holding on to her teddy bear; she looked scared and worried about something.
"What's wrong, Pearl?" Dorocche asked, leading his sister inside to his bed, knowing she doesn't like being left alone in the darkness. "I…I'm scared, Dorocche…about leaving our home, what will we do once we get there? And what about our home once we leave?" Dorocche felt uneasy about Pearl's question, he wasn't sure if he could find the right answer. He sighed heavily as he placed his hand on her head," I'm not so sure, sis…I'm not sure….but don't worry! Everything is gonna be alright!" Dorocche knew that he had to stay strong for the sake of his little sister…she still so young and innocent….and yet so fragile that he had to assured himself to protect her from danger and stick by her," Besides, I be here for you no matter what and so would Papa, Mama, Orlando, Napoleon, Lutheran and even Honey will!" Pearl was silent for the moment but slowly began to smile at her brothers words. He will always be with her so will her family and even Honey despite not a relative, still was part of her life.
"Children?"
Pearl and Dorocche jumped when they heard a voice, appearing at Dorocche's door was Napoleon along with Lutheran, Orlando and their parents, all wearing night pajamas. Dominick was wearing his deep red robe, covering his pajamas and black slippers; Elise was wearing a silky sky blue robe and white slippers and his brothers wearing their theme robes but with matching slippers as well. The two were both surprised by their sudden eavesdropping on their conversation…
"Papa! Mama! Guys, What are you all doing up this late?" Dorocche questioned, raising an eye brow at them. His mother giggled slightly, sitting beside her young children," Well, to be honest sweetie, we couldn't rest either….we're still worried about tomorrow, too."
"Yes, it's hard but it is something that been made by council to do so, it's for the sake of our safety, little brother" Orlando clarified standing beside his mother.
"It is logical, though…to be honest….I, too, am worried…" Lutheran sighed, removing his glasses while rubbing his eyes, due being tired," What about you, Napoleon?"
Everyone in the room turned their gaze towards Napoleon but he wasn't paying attention. He remained silent; he was mostly focused at the storm that is raging outside of the palace. Dominick stared at his son for a moment knowing exactly what was troubling his mind, He maybe the king of the country but he's also a father…..and fathers are known to see their son to be better than them….but they are also known to go overboard with them so he decided to settle this.
Dominick approached his son and sat beside him," Napoleon, my son….Are you still concern for your friend?" Napoleon didn't bother to turn his head at his father but he nodded at least. With a sigh, Dominick place his hand on his shoulder," Look, son, I know you are more against this but it is the only way….you see, I was like you one time….I didn't want to leave my home because I have someone very special….and I don't want to leave her behind but I knew if I didn't do the right thing….I would only be hurting not only my family but her as well. Sometimes, Napoleon, we need to do things that we rather not do and not because there is not choice…it is because…I had to follow what my heart is telling me." Dominick sighed as he continued," What I'm trying to say, Napoleon, that if Nocturnal was still here with you…I'm sure she would've said the same thing. She is a very pleasant girl…probably the best girl for you but she would want you to be safe from harm…and I'm sure you want to do the same for her. What would she say if she knew you were leaving, huh?"
Napoleon was quiet for a moment…and then chuckled to himself," She would probably say,' It is best for you and your family to be safe first; be with them for you may not have a second chance…. But one day…we'll be together, again' then she give me a kiss on the cheek and we would walk back to the palace," Napoleon couldn't help but dream of having that moment. Nocturnal was special to him and wanted to be by her side for as long as possible; she is wonderful, kind, faithful and unique…he would do anything for her. Dorocche sworn he saw a tear rolling down his cheek which is rare to see.
"Oh, guys…I miss her so much….I don't know where she could've gone," He buried his face in his hands, he felt ashamed for being weak but he desperately concerned for the one he loved. Dorocche felt sorry of his second older brother. Before, he would always be conceited, uncouth and a bit of a smart-aleck towards others besides his friends and the previous girls he dated but when he met Nocturnal….he changed…He became less arrogant, less difficult and became more suitable for a prince….a prince of pride to his royal line….and to her, from what he witnessed…he was perfect for her. And she was perfect for him. But after her disappearance during the ball, Napoleon became distraught, quiet and distant from others; he would even become extremely defensive to anyone that goes against his relationship with Nocturnal.
Dorocche crawled over to him, patting him on the back," Don't worry, Bro, I'm sure she still around…and she's probably trying to find you, too." Napoleon turned his head slightly at his brother…it seems that he's listening to his little brother's guidance which he hardly does," And just like you said…..She would want you to be safe from harm….besides….maybe you just write her a letter on where you're going to be at…..just let her know how you fell and you'll be alright! Then you give it to the messenger to deliver it to her….She'll understand!" Dorocche watched his brother's expression on his face….it was forming into a small smile, he chuckled," I…I guess your right…she's always the type of girl that puts others before herself…that one of the things…I loved about her…"
Dorocche felt proud, he mange to lesser his brother's anxiety about Nocturnal and focused more on what he needs to do about…and Dorocche feels that his advice could help Napoleon's concern dissolved by writing a letter notice, sent it to her than focus more on his family. He's glad to help his brother…
Dorocche sudden felt being in a tight embrace by Napoleon, wrapping his broad arm around his neck while placing his fist on his head rubbing, repeatedly and roughly," Whoever knew I get great advice from the little Gremlin, himself! Here's your reward, pal….the Rocky Noggin!" Dorocche hated the Rocky Noggin….a thing that Napoleon does to him and Lutheran as a sign of a playing roughly with them. But this time….it is a role of affection.
Still…
"Napoleon! Let go! Agh! Papa! Mama!" The parents of Dorocche and Napoleon laughed quietly, not wanting to wake up the entire palace; they are proud that Dorocche manage to put aside his brother's previous actions in the past and help him coop with his problems. Somehow…they feel that something special that their son….will change their destiny of the Mousinov line.
Dominick wrapped his thick, broad arms around his sons who were astonished by their father's action, "Ha ha, I'm quite satisfied by your change of heart, Napoleon though your little brother has made a very good assumption earlier…" Dorocche raised an eye brow at his father," I did, Papa?" Dominick nodded at his youngest son; Elise, Lutheran, Orlando and Pearl came over, all getting into a big, family hug.
"Of course, sweetie, you have made a positive encouragement to your brother and sister…." Elise started out….
"Yes…as long as we stay together, we'll never be apart…" Orlando clarified….
"Forever and always" Pearl commented as she went underneath the embrace to Dorocche to give him a hug. Dominick removed his other arm to let his wife into the embrace while Orlando and Lutheran join into the hug. A Big Happy Family.
Lutheran gave his little brother a pat on the head," Besides, Dorocche….we'll always be with you….no matter what!"
Dorocche was surprise by this sudden moment….somehow…his words seem to have touch their hearts and raise their faith of safety and moral. It was incredible!
As long as we stay together….we'll always be with you, no matter what…..Forever and Always….Those were the words that kept being repeated into his mind. He smile warmly, hugging his little sister who she hugged him back into a tighter grip. This moment was the most treasurable that happened in a long time…And he wanted to remember it always.
…
Unbeknownst to the royal family, a figure was spying on them. It scoffed in a cruel manner…such a trustworthy fools the stranger thought to himself as he removed himself from the door; He journeyed through the dim hallway with a candle in hand until he reached to his headquarters.
He went behind his desk, facing the bookshelf, the man turned his head back to make sure nobody was following….than he pulled out a single book…which activated a hidden pathway behind the book case. He grabbed his pitch black robe and pulled over the hood, covering his face as began to waltz down the stone hallways…
He continued until he came across a steel door, with strong force, the man pushed the door that lead the chilling wind of the blizzard inside but he pushed himself outside the blinding snow storm. The man made sure he cover his mouth with an extra piece of cloth to protect his face from the needling frozen rain. He continued his journey into the forest and didn't stop until he came across a cave. The shady character went inside and traveled deeper until the cave reached a dead end.
The man, slowly, pressed his hand pressed on the wall until his hand disappeared into the wall; he than pushed his body forwards until he was completely gone out of sight.
A long stone hallway which was dimly lit by touches has guild the man into a bigger room. It was harbored by hooded beings AND monsters alike…the type of monsters that you only see in the flames of the underworld itself. The figure continued on, not speaking another word to any other being until he stopped dead at the bottom of the stairs….he then lowered himself into a bow in a sign of respect.
"My mistresses of evil, the plan has been a success…the royal family has no awareness of our secret heists'. Though they are planning to leave by first dawn break…."
Up upon the stone stairs were 3 figures, sitting upon themselves on wooden thrones with a bright coloring of blue fire, reflecting their shadowy appearances; The one in the middle spoke first….
"Good….good, my faithful servant, the foolish king, Dominick has no idea of what of the outcome…" Chuckling sinisterly to herself while tapping her claws on to the together. The other two spoke….
"Finally….we finally rid ourselves from those do goodies, stuck-up wrenched fools….their laws are making me sick…" One figure acknowledged her cynical yet loatheness of the royal family.
"Oh! Oh! Let's start the siege right NOW! While they least expected what's coming to them!" The other figure piped up her eagerness of destruction and violence. The figure in the middle spoke once more…
"Enough, sisters….we'll attack…but not just yet….we'll just need to wait till midnight…THEN we strike…" The female figure stood up, approaching out of the shadows revealing the main villainess herself, the oldest and yet the most dangerous of the Devil Sisters, Merida.
Merida brought forth her hand, spewing particles of smoke, forming the royal family themselves," We'll attack the palace….then the royal family…picking them off…one by one…until there's nothing left of them but trails of blood and pools of their own gore, pouring out from them….like a fountain…of the Mousinovs blood!" Merida giggled, uncontrollably as she destroyed the image of the royal family in her palms. She sighed quietly from her 'happiness' than gazed down at the hooded figure.
"You did well, servant, soon we'll have enteral life and all of Neptunia we'll be ours for the taking, than you'll get your reward in the end."
The figure rose his head, his hood slid off at the process revealing the face of the Mousinov high advior, Seto, who grinned wickedly at his mistress.
"Yes, mistress, everything we'll be ours for the taking once the royals are out of our hair…"
Finally, after all these years for working that foolish of a king, I'll finally have my share of power and remove the family heritage for good, Seto mind is racing out of twisted pleasure for the end is nearly here…at last.