The Picture of The KING

I am holding Gita hands, we are going back home to the palace. a bucket off flower already been collect by me and Gita, my nany who always babysitting me since I was baby. I like running chasing the foot step of Gita. she is very tall. her body is not fat like others servant. her hair is black and her skin is white but not as white as my skin. her face is sweet. I like to see her smile everyday.

"we are at home now." said Gita.

"where do you want to put your flower is."

I release my hand from my nany Gita and try to hold the basket that is full of flower.

"let me put on the table this basket is, Sylvia." said my nany.

I sit down on the chair and see all the flowers with many kind and colours.

" I want to put in the vas and place it in my room." I say it to Gita, she is sitting beside me and go to search the vas that I wanted. leaving me alone in this big room.

I see the picture off my king, he seem very handsome and tough. his eyes look like very stright and like a mean person. I never meet or hear his voice.

hmmm.... that mean the king never comes to this palace. then why do I have to stay and living at this palace all alone with no royal family from the kingdom. do I really are the princess or this is only a joke...? I question that to my self.

all off the servant are very kind, nice and diligent. but not that kind to give me much chocolate.

" hmmm... I want to steall chocolate again." I point my finger to head to think how to steal that chocolate in the kitchen. suddenly Gita comes with the vas that I wanted. I start to collect and make beautiful bouquet flower. I make three vas with full of beautiful bouquet flower.

hufff.. now I am tired and want to lay down for a while in my sofa.

"I want to eat sylvia and drink a glass off milk. please.... I am thirsty." i say it with small voice.

"oh my ... forgive me princess Sylvia I will give it to you in a moment." Gita say it and get rush to go to the kitchen to ask the servant to cook and serve everything that princess Sylvia wanted.

I look again at the picture off the king. a curly hair of blonde hair with the black eyes that he have. looking very handsome. everything about the king looks perfect. but I didn't see the picture off the queen, only the king. is there something wrong with this kingdom ...? no queen that mean is there something wrong with my mother..? because my mother used to be the wife off the king. is that why does the king never comes to this palace and visited me...? and leave me all alone in this palace.

suddenly Gita comes and hold me.

"come on my little princess. the lunch is ready. I will hug you and carry you to the dinner table." said Gita.

"yeey..." I said it loud I love to be hold by Gita. by the time we go straight to the dinner room for a second I see the eyes off the king in that picture is moving. its seems like the king could see me. I get surprised and almost scream because of frighten. but my mouth could not do anything. I stearing at that picture like we are looking each other in real. I get shocked and frighten. and I could not do anything only close my mouth with my hands. the eyes of that king suddenly return to the same position.

"whaaat....???" I said it with lower voices.

" what's wrong my princess...?" ask Gita get curious suddenly by the time I hold my mouth.

"hmmm... nothing." then I smile and hug Gita tightly . hopely it is only my halusination, nothing else. but I am curious. I said it to myself.