Ten

At the noisy market beside the sea where the small boats of merchants are usually found and fisherman sell their fish.

A pair of mother and son would be found silently strolling around. The young mother in her simple green dress while the son is wearing a comfortble silk pants and cotton shirts.

"Mama are we going to buy fish?"

After being tortured by the happenings this fast few days Remoa finally accepted that maybe somehow the fate of this continent would change. Maybe the war would never started, maybe they could expect a lot more brighter future.

Without looking at Arctic she just nodded and continued to search the old couple who help her to go at Einra by offering them a free ride.

Ofcourse, at first she refused but both of them furuiously shake their heads claiming that they should just spent the money they had to buy a house at the island.

With the recommendations of that lovely pair Remoa managed to find a house not too far yet too close to the southern part of the island for a reasonable price. The house is not bad, it has two room , one bathroom, a kitchen and a small garden at the front yard. Although it has some minor issues she immediately like and brought it to the owner.

"I can't see Old Bon and Grandma Mia"

Arctic said loud enough for Remoa to hear. Indeed, it's rare for the two to be gone at the market where they had a shop of seashells jewelries.

Maybe they go at the lior to fetch someone? She remembered Grandma Mia mentioned once that they their newphew's would spent some time here at Einra.

She never thought it's be sooner.

"They're maybe at Lior waiting for Granpa Bon's Nephew"

After finding a good place to sit she and Arctic take a rest while facing the blue water of seemingly endless ocean.

"Oh. The one who has yellow hair like old bon!?"

She softly smile at arctic sudden burst. Yellow hair at Qui kingdom is extremely rare as the people that got them were came from Nitsuj , one of the five remaining Kingdoms at the continent.

Grandpa Bon explained to them after catching her son looking at his hair that his mother originally live and a people of Nitsuj—the haven of gold. Though some claimed that the title of that kingdom is a just a mere pony he said that his mother truly loves her birthplace.

"He has a blue eyes like father right?"

Caught offhanded by that question, Remoa decided to not answer and unconciously tightened her grip.

Even Arctic is not asking she knew that her son is starting to be lonely at the absence of that man. Explaining the truth to him is not easy, how could she possibly say to him that Shun would never came back?

How could she bear the face of her son be filled with pain and sadness by saying to him that his father left them for another woman—for another family?

"Oh looks he got some nasty scar mama"

Remoa give no importance to what her son next stated. She's still trying to figure out what happened to that supposedly magnificient son of hers.

His knowledge over the words he has in his vocubalary are still unquestionable.

"And he looks mean"

"He is?"

She questions back, she really do love watching as various emotions showed at his adorable space and sometimes s found herself staring blankly at him and let a couple of sighs.

Arctic laughed and answer her bashfully.

"Um!"

Remoa with the laughter of her son also let a chuckle that soon cut off by an akward voice of a stranger.

"What a pair of venomous tongue you two have"