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The night's chilly air breezes by as Anna and I sit on the railings of the balcony. Occasionally, I would stare up at the night sky and admire the beauty of it all.

"It seems you have a fascination for stars," Anna observes.

I chuckle lightly. Still staring at the night sky, I retort, "Well, who doesn't?"

I can hear the rustle of fabric; I'm guessing she just shrugged.

"Good point," she laments and this time, I face her. She seems to brighten at my attention. "Well, since you sort of admitted that you did, would you tell me all about them?"

I smile. "Well, what do you want to know?" I ask just as I decide to eat these little tasty-looking brown squares first. Upon taking the first bite, I was sure I died and have found heaven. A tiny, unexpected moan slips out of my lips.

"Hot damn, what are these things called?" I blissfully ask my companion; but upon hearing no response, I turn to her with all the intention of asking her if something's wrong.

The sight that greets me, however, is enough to get me confused and strangely hot. After a minute of Anna's smoldering gaze, I grow a bit uncomfortable. Squirming on my seat, I unconsciously straighten out an imaginary wrinkle before inquiring, "Is something the matter?"

She shakes her head, blushes but meets my eye as she stammers out, "N-nothing." She motions her head towards the gooey substance on my fingers. "I'm guessing you like the brownies?"

My brows furrow. "Brownies?" I repeated for clarification; she nods and giggles behind a hand.

"I'm also guessing you don't know what a brownie is."

Without meaning to, a pout forms on my lips. "No," I say sullenly.

Once again, she giggles.

I blush, internally berating myself for the hundredth time now. What is with this girl and my blushes?

"I don't blame you," she says and I focus back to what she's saying. "I've never tasted it before as well. Well… before meaning before yesterday, you know? Kai, oh! He's my personal caretaker, but he's more like an unrelated uncle or something."

I almost succeed on not smiling. Meaning, I am smiling at how adorable she is whenever she rambles.

"I'm getting off track again, am I not? Anyways, it's a funny story, actually. Apparently, they just started selling these. The bakery up in the mountain ships them here after the owner accidentally mixed some cocoa powder into a batter, slips then kicks it into a fireplace." She chuckles; I follow suit.

"That's certainly an entertaining way of making goods. Especially ones as yummy as this one." I smile at her. "Why do they call it a brownie though?"

She shrugs and offers, "Probably because of the color. Plus, they probably added the last two letters to make it sound fancy."

"Fascinating," I comment with a smile. "You never did answer my question though."

She hums; I face her, only to find out she's busy eating her own brownie.

"Anna?" A hint of my amusement is visible in my voice. She must have sensed it since she stops midway then grins sheepishly at me. My smile widens; she tilts her head. So she's dramatically playful and adorable… Aside from being beautiful, I wonder what kind of other traits and quirks she possesses.

She looks at me, her eyes wide and innocent yet filled with intrigue and curiosity. "Yes?"

"Your question?"

Her nose scrunches up as her brows crease. Her expression remains for a whole minute before she huffs and demands, "What are you talking about?"

I bite my lip to prevent my smile from appearing manic and overly broad. Shrugging, I tease, "Since you're too old to remember," I ignore her indignant yell, "I'll just have to wing it, don't I?"

She opens her mouth but I interrupt before we stray off topic again. I give her a small genuine smile before staring up at the night sky once more. "During my childhood, every night I would creep out of my room once I'm sure everyone in the house was fast asleep. It gets lonely in my room, you see. And for the life of me, I couldn't sleep even if my body was worn out from the different lessons I have had for the day."

She snickers quietly from beside me; I turn to her with a questioning glance. She grins as she coyly says, "Reminds me of someone I know."

Watching her twinkling eyes, I know of whom she is referring to. I chuckle along with her. "We were children; what more did you expect?"

She raises a challenging brow at me before glaring playfully. "Excuse you, but I am still a kid."

This time, a laugh bubbles out of me. "Ah, that explains it then."

"Hey!" she exclaims, hitting me on my shoulder. Once. Twice. Thrice. And it looks like she's not stopping anytime soon.

Ouch. So she's dramatically playful, adorable, and beautiful and has one heck of a punch. I raise my hands up in surrender. "Ow, hey, that hurt! Okay, I'm sorry!"

She stops, narrows her eyes at me then grins smugly. There's something about her haughty expression that's so endearing that my heart can't help but skip a beat.

Huffing at her smugness, I continue on. "Like I said, I often went out of my room to not only avoid boredom but also to have an adventure—"

I get cut off as Anna questions, "Adventure? In the middle of the night?"

I shrug. "Technically, it wasn't midnight yet, rather, late at night. There's a difference." She snorts; I chuckle. "Now where was I? Ah, yes, my adventure… well, it starts as soon as I walk along the palace halls and exit through the doors towards our garden."

I pause as I look over my shoulder and, with my eyes, scan our backdrop. A small smile forms on my lips before facing my company and hold eye contact. "The palace garden almost resembles our garden. The peace it brings and the beauty it shows."

For some unknown reason, she beams. "Isn't it? Mo—I mean, the palace sure knows how to take care of its place."

I arch a brow as I watch her squirm and hear her laugh nervously. "Right," I acquiesce with a slight frown, curious as to what she wanted to say but can't. That seems to have caught my attention. I stare at her as she looks everywhere but at me.

There is something about her that screams innocence with an air of authority; of clumsiness yet of innate grace. There is something about her—in her eyes, perhaps?—that, deep down, I should have knowledge or, maybe even, recognition of. She looks familiar yet foreign. I just can't put my finger on where I have seen her before.

"Is there something wrong, El?" Her meek voice breaks through my concentration, causing me to grin at her sheepishly.

"I'm sorry for staring. For a significant amount of time… That was quite rude of me to do so, Milady." I stand up and bow at her in apology, to which she promptly brushes aside by stating, "There's nothing to apologize for."

I peek at her through one eye and see her smiling at me softly. Standing to my full height, I nod and gesture for her to take a stroll with me. She happily agrees, tucks her plate safelyby her side then clings to me as soon as I offer her my left arm.

We walk in silence, just strolling under the moonlight as the music from inside flowed outside. We wander around the grounds as I appreciate the artistry and elegance of the scenery while Anna chews on her chocolate. I smile to myself at her adorableness before deciding to break the reticence between us by saying, "I always feel serene when I'm at our garden, especially under the stars."

I look to her, only to find her staring up at me. My heart skips another beat and my face flames.

"Just like what we're doing now?" she asks me innocently, an underlying emotion in her tone that I'm having a hard time to decipher.

"Uh, yeah, just like what we're doing now." I reply; she grins brightly before munching on her food once again. "So, uhm… Yeah, I guess that's the basics of it all." She looks at me questioningly; I smile as I expound, "My fascination for stars. They always look…" I pause as I try to think of a word to describe them back when I was a kid. I shrug as I say, "…sparkly."

Anna suddenly stops, and since our arms are linked, I stop along with her. I face her, a question at the tip of my tongue when I notice her amused expression. "Sparkly?"

I huff upon noticing she doesn't even try to hide her amusement. "I thought it was best to describe them through the mind of a kid. Besides," I gesture my hands up, "they are sparkly."

She laughs and agrees.

For some reason, I feel smug with her agreement and she takes notice of it.

"What are you so smug about?"

Grinning cheekily, I say, "You agreed."

She laughs a little louder. "Oh my god, you can't be serious!" She breathes out in between her giggles as she assesses my seriousness. She throws her head back in unabashed glee. "You are!"

I smile stupidly as I blatantly stare at the alluring person in front of me.