16 Chapter 13 I'll Find My Way Back Home
A violin made of transparent crystal was displayed in the separate room behind the great instrument room made for orchestra needs. The separate room used to display the crystal instrument, it was not only the violin, there were a grand piano, guitar, flute, cello, and a lot more that was made of transparent crystal material. They were rare and hard to make, let alone found it in a low price or at any black market, everyone aware of it. Only the fittest, the most elite musician, the most talented person, may touch and play them. They called them 'Harmonious' that could play the 'Crystallized Melody'.
A hand covered in white glove touched the crystal violin which caged in a glass shelf. From the hand to the strong-looking arm, from the folded white shirt to the broad shoulder covered by a long red robe with a symbol of royal embroidered to the unworn sleeves, from the graceful neck to the beautiful clean face. A man deserved the word 'beauty', with a long platinum-blonde hair and a pair of ruby eyes, they called him 'Prince of Peace' for having a peaceful atmosphere everywhere he went to.
"Your Highness." A stern voice from a woman dressed in a formal official suit made the man turned to his back.
"Have I granted the permission to apply to the academy, North?" asked the man with gentle smile on his face while his right hand picked up the crystal violin bow.
The woman called 'North' bowed deeply, "With all due respect, please do rethink your decision, Your Highness."
The man put the violin to the side of his neck as he began to fiddle. The room suddenly became silent, the flow of soft music sound from the violin was the only sound heard. A melodious and peace-bringing sound, a calm note to calm every beings' emotion.
(Note : Basically, fiddle here means 'play violin')
The music gradually stopped as the man slowly pulled the bow as a sign of a final session of performance. "I have think about it more than enough. I do not take 'NO' as answer for the thing I have waited for 'so' long, giving you all a 'very' lot of time to consider it. Understood, Cecile Northern Grady?" The man gazed with a stern and cold eyes while doing a business-smile.
The woman, Cecile, flinched, she bowed even deeper than before. "Understood, Your Highness Second Prince."
The man smiled, "Good. Now, raise your head, then inform Amy and Graham to do their job."
Cecile rose her head as to look up at the back of the second prince. A lonely broad back with a majestic aura enveloped the lonesome gentleman, Prince Christopher Misha, the only child of the late third concubine, Lady Mira. The one Cecile admired the most out of the other royalty or nobility, the one Cecile pledged her utmost loyalty to.
"As you wish, My Prince." Cecile bowed once again before walking away from the room, left the prince alone, staring at the picture of a lady put among the crystal instruments.
The prince, Christopher, kneeled with his left knee down in front of the picture, posed as to give a greeting. "How have you been, Mother? I wished you are in the best condition and watch me closely."
Christopher stood up as he put down the violin and set it back to it's shelf. Then, he walked to the uncovered grand piano placed in the middle of the room. Christopher sat at the seat in front of the piano and opened the fallboard.
Christopher closed his eyes and smiled gently, "Please enjoy this music of mine, Mother."
Ting… Ting… Ting…
His fingers began to slowly dance on the black and white keys. Then, he opened her lips, "Remember when I told you no matter where I go. I'll never leave your side, you will never be alone…"
Remember when I told you
"No matter where I go,
I'll never leave your side,
You will never be alone."
Even when we go through changes
Even when we're old
Remember that I told you
I'll find my way back home
Way Back Home, SHAUN feat. Conor Maynard
The room filled with the song. A lot of spirits gathered to look and enjoy the nice atmosphere and melodious music played. Bestowed their blessings whenever they came and gifted the title of 'Harmony Prince'.
°Harmony Prince/Princess
Class : Rare (3R)
Level : High
Title bestowed to the favorite being of several high-level nature spirits. Belong to a being with a harmony-state of mind (mind-state could be trained) and only to one whom talent in art, regardless of the art.
Special Skill : Harmony Hypnosis
Allow to use the art talent (dance, music, swordplay, paint, etc) to hypnotize enemy along with full-recovery of allies' HP and MP.
-250 MP when used
+12 EXP when used
+50% HP if current HP drop to under 30%
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Moonlight was very bright that night. Bashing through the closed glass window, illuminated the cold face of a woman with a long blonde hair and a pair of ruby eyes. A book was on her hand, she was reading through every line in the book thoroughly as a maid came into the room after knocking and approached her quietly.
"Madam, it is ready." A young woman in a maid clothes whispered close to the woman. The woman who was sitting on a brown sofa gave a stern gaze to the maid, then closed her book.
The woman called 'Madam' nodded, "I will send Noel myself." She said as she stood from her seat, abandoning the book she read on the small table, and walked out from the room.
Tok… Tok… Tok…
The Madam knocked a white door, that door was the only one in this gloomy long hall. The white door seemed tobe imbued by protection magic. Not sure for what and whom purpose, whether it was for the one inside the room or for the one outside of it.
"Honey, may Mother come in?"
As she not get any reply, the Madam opened the door. "Honey, Mother will come in." She said as she stepped in, then closed the door behind her.
"Noel…"
The room was insanely wide and fancy, but filled up with such a heavy gloomy aura and additionally, the lights were turned down. There was someone, a boy, sitting on the floor while hugging his knees close and tight. The boy covered his body from head to toe with a long white blanket as to not let anybody have a sight of him.
The surroundings were not tidy, there were books, toys, paper, and other things scattered everywhere. The moonlight bashing through the window covered by a pair of torn brown curtain, it seemed like someone tore it on purpose. The deem light from the moon illuminated the boy's pale face, along with the half-wet black hair and predatory red eyes.
The eyes glanced to the Madam. His pale lips opened and moved slowly, "… Mo… ther…"
The Madam approached him slowly, then kneeled beside him. The Madam hugged him, "Yes, yes, Mother is here… it is okay, Mother is here…"
The boy could only stared blankly, he could not show any expression, or maybe… there were no human feelings left in him. While he never got any good intention from human other than his mother, he developed a violent yet silent war within himself. Struggling on winning 'himself' from his ego, desperately kept himself in room for not causing any trouble for his kind mother.
Humans could never accepted the 'whole' you. They only accepted you for what you have shown them, but they would soon leave if you were not what they expected. A pity, yes, it was a very pitiful point. Cruel, yes, but nobody cared about whether you were still living or not.
His name was Archnoel Sanchez from the Duke Virginian house. The one bestowed with the misfortune black color on the hair. The one with eyes of blood filled with the desire to slay. Those eyes and those figure were the appearance of the blood-thirst demon, a predator in name.
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"… find my way… back home…" A man mumbled with almost no voice while stretching his right hand to the air as he laid on a bed.
Someone, a feminine voice, giggled, "Hihi… way back home? Was there any place you could call 'home'?"
He stared at that 'someone' coldly, "No… this dirty world does not deserve the label as 'home'."
A deem light, looked like a round reddish light, flew to here and there randomly. "Tch… well, whatever. Then, do your job to clean this nasty world, you meanie-lazy-nasty-but-aline-with-me human!"
He grinned, stroking his light blue hair. "Just wait and see, Arabella. The show will soon begin."
