5 I LOVE YOU SINCE 1605

WEDNESDAY 16TH JULY 1902 7:30 P.M

The way it was sculpted to so gaze into her eyes felt too real. She felt something land on her lap and she looked down only to see the statues hand on her lap.

She searched her brain. When she saw it, this arm was surly resting on the arm of the throne it was sitting on. Frightened, she sat up and stumbled backwards only to fall midway again. She was sitting in nothing but air. Phantasy looked down behind her bum and saw that nothing was really there except air.

"Ahhhh..." she screamed and fainted.

She did not know for how long she fainted but by the time she woke, her vision was still very clear. As if she had simply closed her eyes and opened it again. To confirm that she wasn't dreaming, she stared at the statue and took in its appearance.

The legs were sprawled carelessly and an arm was on it lap, the other resting on the arm of the throne. A frame in its hand. The face was...sculpted. Perfectly sculpted and it made her gawk. The hair was cropped short and the brows seemed thick. The nose high in an arrogant manner and it made her touch her nose which felt like it had stopped growing when she was ten. The lips were full and succulent.

She gulped down her throat and continued down. To the deep hollow of its cupid bone and the perfect grooves of the bundle of muscles on its chest. This gold sculpture was perfectly sculpted. It wore a shirt as she had seen that was open and was sprawled on the chair in a lazy manner. Like it had been sitting there for long and was beginning to get bored.

It occurred to her that it could have been sitting there for long. It came all the way from down and she had been told to unlock it...was it a family treasure? She gazed at it again, feeling the golden eyes gazing back at her, and subconsciously she stood, and walked forward.

Stopped a feet to the statue, tipped her head to look into its eyes properly for some seconds before crashing her lip with it. A tear falling from her eyes.

Vague images rushed through her memory and it caused a sharp pain in her neck.

"Leave. Quick. Leave. He's waking." The woman shouted and they all scrambled away in fear.

By the time she came to her senses, the gold had began to crack. Starting from the hand that rested on its arm....to its face. To the lips that she had kissed.

Phantasy stumbled backwards her hands on her lip. What on earth had she done?

Her gold was cracking. All of a sudden, it roared and the gold on its body forcefully came off, flinging in different directions. She used her hand to protect her eyes and cropped herself into a ball. Few minutes passed and she heard no sound so she slowly lifted her head, looking in the direction of where she assumed the head would be.

What she was met with were a pair of intense gold eyes staring back at her. Phantasy gasped and covered her mouth. A gold statue had just come alive.

The man bent to pick the frame he had dropped while cracking open and stood straight to adjust his shirt which was still open. Phantasy couldn't control her eyes from staring at his well sculpted body and face. He too scrutinuzed her from up to down. His eyes stopping to check her chest. He cocked his head aside and glanced at her bum which he couldn't properly see.

Phantasy felt exposed, not because he was checking her out in a perverted manner but because the way he stared at her. It was unfathomable. She could not tell what his next actions would be and it made her more anxious. She was now sure this place was no ordinary place and to survive she must use extraordinary means. She scrambled to her feet and tried to stand straight but because she was scared, her feets gave away and she landed back onto the floor.

Phantasy bit her lower lip and endured the anxious feeling inside her. A large sun kissed golden palm came into her view that made her look sideways. The man was extending his hand to her while still staring into her eyes. Phantasy looked away because his stare caused her heart to skip beats and she wasn't sure if it was because she was afraid or because she found his stare unnerving.

Slowly, she placed her palm in his and was surprised to find it warm. He held her hands softly and pulled her up, his lips twitching as if he was resisting a smile.

She let herself forget that he was still holding her palm and looked around trying to avoid his gaze but no matter where she looked, she could still feel that he was staring at her. Reluctantly, she pried her hands from his and cleared her throat. "I...I am..I am very scared right now." she confessed, her eyes glistening from tears she didn't want to shed.

She looked down at her feet expecting the worst to happen but was surprised when a warm body engulfed hers. He wrapped his hands around her shoulder and patted her back in a comforting manner. Phantasy gulped and dared to not breath. Barely a minute had passed when he slowly let her go, tipping his head to stare into her eyes. She took a cautious step back and stared back at him. Their eyes were so contrasting. His was gold while hers was blue yet she could feel that his emanated more coldness than hers could ever.

He placed an arm behind his back and one in front, bent for a full bow and finally said. "I love you since 1605."

Phantasy didnt react at first and when she did it wasn't out of surprise of his words but because when he raised his head back to look at her, the look in eyes...it surprised her.

That wasn't the look of a person who has loved someone since 1605.

His lips curved a bit in attempt for a smile but it only made shudders run down her spine. That was probably the closest thing to a smile for him but to her, some part of her mind knew that it wasn't a smile but a threat.

And right now, she was done for because she could now see herself in the frame he held.