THE PRINCE OF DARKNESS

Erroneous Feelings

Chapter XIV

“What is that? You are frowning again Qaron” Ramesis sat down against Qardolan

 “it’s almost midnight and yet you are still here unravelling your own world, what happen?”

It is impossible for Qardolan to say what has been bothering him since it includes a very inappropriate feelings. No matter how much he want to, it could ruin him for good 

“nothing!” 

Ramesis sighted. Expanding both of his arms forward in attempt to break the awkwardness between the silences both their parties acknowledges 

“Lamon!” Rameses started. Qardolan recoil his attention back to him and cough 

“If it’s not because of the queen or the people who claimed to saw him defeating the Mourhak, I would definitely mistake him as a girl” he too noticed it, Lamon’s strange appearance. The number of people who doubt this Lamon is increasing and Qardolan is now convinced that he truly is hiding something behind

 “But it’s rude to call a guy a girl right? Though she’s cute but, there is no sign of femininity on her” Ramesis chortled 

“yes  maybe” still, that counter argument is flawed

 “Do you think his sister could be much prettier? Because I think so. The prince of Shuixron fell in love with her and even got engaged with him. I heard most of the princesses around the world submitted themselves to the prince yet the Prince himself refuses to take them, she must be incomparably beautiful” Qardolan scowl, it is clearly obvious that those rumors are nothing but fabrications to engender popularity to cover his evilness 

“really?” said Qardolan 

“do you think she is more beautiful than princess Donnie?” Ramesis ask, but how would he respond to that since he himself haven’t seen any of the princess, but if his suspicions are real, perhaps one of them is really close 

“I guess” the perfect response for a man who has no idea what to say 

“What will you do if Lamon is a girl?” Qardolan was surprised by Ramesis question, after feeling terrible towards his erroneous feelings that even thinking about it sickens him, an unacceptable inquiry since  he himself don’t know the answer yet 

“Do you think you would fall for her?” another arresting question. His heart began to race, reminding himself of those what ifs. He knows this Lamon is a girl but he is too afraid to confirm it for reasons he couldn’t understand. Shuixron has always been his sworn enemy, and to think that he would fall for one of them. He defended the Prince against Leonar. There is no doubt that he is on that demon’s side. And by that he is ought to despise her as well. But her laugh is tempting. She smiles with innocence and is seductively enticing. Her skin are soft and her cheeks are flourishing and—Oh what is he thinking 

“stop it!” he yelled 

“what? What did I do?” Ramesis confused.

Not too long Arayan came, she is still wearing her armor and sat down beside Ramesis

 “what is in the conversation menu tonight huh?!” said her with a mischievous smile. She pat her hand at Ramesis and winked at him 

“we we’re thinking what your sister would look like” Ramesis answered. Arayan’s face started to get tense and faked a laugh to pretend her guiltlessness  

“ahhh!! Well you see….. She is……ahhh” Qardolan’s face started to grow. He allows her to make another story to hide her identity.

His gaze became more attentive, as he moved closer to them to see how this Lamon portray his sister

 “she is cute!” 

That’s all?” said Ramesis                                                                                        

“yes! What else could it be?”                                                                                                              

 “The Prince of Shuixron Himself proposed to this woman and all you can say about her is she’s cute?”  

“I agree! There must be something about her!” Qardolan added. This Lamon’s actions are very entertaining to him. she speaks with her eyes sparkles in tension. Why is he not talking much of his dear sister if truly he is looking for her? she makes too much plot holes on her made up story that only the i***t Ramesis would believe

 “You said you are looking for her, how  will we know if the woman we stumbled upon is your sister without knowing her appearance” he insisted                    

“Yeah! Well… She is…” Arayan pictured herself back in the days when she was still living in the Castle. She was very happy and contented, until that happened. Somewhere deep in her heart longed for him again. Her face is distorted as her eyes mirrored the sorrow of each pieces of her broken heart

 “Lamon?” Ramesis waved his hands to capture his attention back to them

 “Hey? We know you miss your sister, I’m sorry for reminding you about her” said Ramesis. But he’s wrong, it is nothing like that. It is her martyr heart’s fault 

“yeah—Forgive me, I have to go” Arayan left without facing them back to withhold the tears that would fall from her eyes, and ran to find a place where she could freely mourn. Beneath a large old tree. She dropped herself and incline her back against it.

The silence of the night, and the limited presence of the people wandering around dismissed Arayan from the anxiousness she would perceive bearing a vast liquid rambling within her eyes. Suggesting the love she thought she can forget. She must have loved him so much that his absence is tormenting her and worried that she must have angered him when she ran away without hearing his explanation. He could’ve tell her why is her mother’s body is in that terrifying place. Why there are drought bodies and blood flooding floor.

 Perhaps those are not his doing, perhaps he is innocent and she ran away leaving him despairing. Or even if he is indeed the one who did those things, will she be able to survive without him? 

Arayan concealed herself from any light under the shadows of the tree. The stars were shining so bright that night. The sky is filled with heaven’s dust, beautifully shimmering. Igniting the souls who cries for passion; the souls who dreamed nothing but to fall in love, yet has been tortured by sour face of reality. From the man that she chose to leave to the man who watches her from afar. Qardolan stands from the camp, reluctant to what he saw. Embracing one’s knees while weeping like a child is an action not fitted for a man. But, it is not what induces Qardolan to distinguish such certain notion. It is her aura, her very soul that tells him that this man claimed to be Lamon, he is not Lamon, nor he is a man. 

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“I love you and will never leave you!”

 Eulo reminisce her sweet and yet deceitful words. She is nothing but a bunch of lies, came to ruin him like that “LLLIIIIIIEEEERRR!!” he shouted as he fall down into his gold plated chair, he damned his feelings of longing

 “you promised to marry me, that you will never leave me, that you will understand me and be with me at all cost, but you left, you left—why?” His voice drowned in grief “Whyyy!!” as he shouted his anger to the empty room. There is no use of remembering how much she hurt him. He opened his eyes with a resolve. Instead of grieving, there are so many ways of making himself significant to this world, of who he really is. His hope of living a normal life is gone, and Arayan is to be blame, the world must blame her! they must, for because of her he has come into a decision of claiming the world that he truly owns.

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Arayan on the other side felt his anger. not by sight nor by hearing it, but, by the feeling inside that she couldn’t explain. The night is long as she remembered, but it wasn’t as beautiful as when she was with the Prince. 

She sat down from the window of the trainee’s quarters, the window is right behind her bed next to Ramesis, and he is snoring so loud. 

“what is it?” Qardolan noticed her, he wasn’t sleeping at all, and he was observing the area when he saw her woke up and placed herself in the window 

“nothing! I just remember my life before” the person Lamon is opening a hole towards her identity now 

“what about it” and he decided to grab it as a chance, he spoke to her as if he cared a lot

 “nothing really” 

“is it about your sister?” Qardolan said. Arayan tensed from his teasing tone 

“something happened to her?” now his teasing tone became more obnoxious

 “it is none of your business” Arayan jumped back to her bed and shut herself with the blanket. The rest of the trainees were asleep yet she is still anxious of what if someone overheard them 

“why did she run away from the palace? I wonder where she gone to” his questions are the most difficult to answer 

“why do you care” she answered under her blanket. Qardolan stared at her more seriously. There something happened he could see, and he is starting to know what it is, only he hopes it is not as wicked as he is thinking.