Lucky Charms

To be said it's the one thing Edwina wishes and yearned for days to have with her- a custom-made Elves utensils and weaponry bag' which specifically includes a vial of magical potion drink, to be used only when they were in danger.

The potion will suffice their hunger for a week or so. Speaking of logic in our kingdom, survival in unlikely places makes an Elf go wild without food and their brains suggest various ill ideas for survival.

So if the hunger is under control they might have a straight mind to think about what else is to be done.

Whereas the basic tools, types of equipment needed for survival, and a few handy weapons were personally granted by the king and queen of the kingdom as an honor and blessing to the budding Elf to carry the weaponry around them.

It's only given to fellow Elves only when they complete their studies in mythology and craftsmanship courses before the legal age of 16. And now Edwina attained her happy 16 just a week back. But she never thought she would have her package this early.

The Elf calendar says a lot but specifically about the 5 seasons if an Elf attains the legal age in summer, the kingdom will call specific being for the required details to be filled in the house of ministry for the custom-made package and later make the fellow Elves to drop the detailed scroll in a spinning well found in the house of welfare hut which contains a school of scrolls spinning inside along the current of the magical water. And the delivery date is based on the next upcoming season from the current living status.

In this way, the ministry of guardsmen can work effortlessly and will not miss several neediest in need of their packages.

Being the prince, Quen took care of her beforehand, and now he presents her the reward even before the arrival of the rainy season.

As Edwina's gaze fixed on the baggage, Quen, on the contrary, kept on observing the constant changes happening in her facial physics from shock to beaming happiness to Loveland and later a little overwhelmed tears forming in her eye bridge.

But Edwina cared no more as she let it flow than wanting to well up some more drops in her orbs. The thing is, the more she controls to put her tears on bay her eyes tear more and more like a valley full of falls awaits to be poured out.

This happens only when she tries to suppress her natural emotion. When a drop escapes her bridge walls, it immediately turns into a snowflake and remains on her high cheekbone. Feeling the chilliness of the flake, Edwina dusts off her face and looks up at Quen who is already staring at her in awe.

The way he stands in his glory height with his golden blonde hair sashaying in the morning air forces her to gawk at his shoulder-length haircut.

His usual clothes are knee-length boots on Sandy shade pants and a full-hand loose shirt covering his abs in perfection.

Thereby nothing on him screams the royalty that he is except the features which are textbook perfection and the symbol of a half moon adored in his forehead with a silver glitter along with the vineries pinning around the moon in the corners in a green shade.

Lucky charms! That he's already her to ogle and her to love. Even though Quen was 3 lapses older than Edwina- ( completion of the revolution of the 5 seasons is considered as 1 lapse. Likewise thrice the completion.)

Quen was her childhood sweetheart and to him, Edwina was his eye candy. Now and then like one of these moments Quen thinks about how he used to tease her with his custom-made package which he got three lapses ahead of her. But now they are equally leveled.

Among all the rants running through their minds, a voice was heard, something like someone is speaking. But with whom? And the question gets answered by the person himself.

" Wakey.. wakey Edwin!!! " Came the husky voice like a sexy melody in the play. Hearing his call, Edwina's bubble-hazed gaze got cracked by listening to his constantly ringing voice.

As she bought the courage to thank the good lord before her, a flick on her forehead was rewarded without any notice. Instantly her hands reached the spot and caressed the slight stink playing on her skin as she grinned at the silliness to daydream before him.

" Thought you will come back to me on your own, but your daydream yet again got you a flick and cost you good this time heh? Eddie-Vinery-Elffy! " Said in his charming way which made her blush plum as usual, but his last wordy sentence got her current state twisted into a glaring ranger at him.

It is this silly name Quen got for her, which he uses now and then to test her to at least break the never-ending quota of patience in her system.

Logically Edwina's name has no related connection to that weird tag whatsoever. But one thing is true, Elffy is the tag name given to all the fellow beings in Elffenda.

In short, it's the last name of this kingdom and for all the living creatures in the nest's perimeter. It's been a while since the last names have been in usage and none in this arena voiced against the rules although it is a great beneficial thing for the guarding warriors on the border to identify their specific home species.

After all the hard glare she lasers towards him, Quen stood his ground, not at all affected by her doings whichever he got used to far behind the years with her so-called glare which he used to call an angry calf trying to stare hard from his view.

Knowing nothing is going to bloom out in the blue for her to expect him to surrender is a losing game. Thus Edwina backed away and shook her head at being so silly to go over him. But once she gets the look he's radiating on her she takes the chance in her favor.

But dearly Quen has no idea that Edwina is up to something because he was too deeply drowned in her beauty to even realize that the package he was holding earlier is not in his hands anymore.