Chapter 7- need help

I smiled broadly as we set foot in the Imperial Garden. I like to laugh because I enjoy watching how he gasped from our run earlier. He was slumped in his chest. I moved in front of him.

"Please be patient with me, Prince Calevi. This is the only place I know that I think we are the only two here. No one can disturb us."

He was hit. "H-ha ...?" both his ears were red at the same time. "A-what do you mean?"

The smile never left my lips. I turned my back on him. I attended to the vacant seat then pulled it up. I pointed it out in the middle of the unfolding of my palm. "Sit down first so you can eat, Prince Calevi."

He swallowed. His body spontaneously obeyed what I said. He approached the chair I pointed to and sat there. I handed him the plate and cutlery so that he could start eating. I can see how embarrassed he is because of what I do.

"H-you shouldn't be the one doing this," he said suddenly, the embarrassment still there. I gave him a astonished look. I'm not magets. "It is not the habit of a young lady to ... Serve a ... Lord like this."

I blinked at him. I'm still sinking into what he means. But I realized something. "Ahh!" at once I put my hand on my cheek. "I'm sorry, I'm just used to it. Especially since I'm the only girl in our family. Hehe."

He bowed then he started eating in front of me. I smiled looking at him. I looked up at the sky. Vey well, it looks like it’s only right that we’re here to talk for private stuff.

"Prince Calevi," none of my own calls to him, I remained stunned. "For some reason I don't know, I saw what was the reason why you're here today in Cyan."

"M-dear princess ..."

I shifted my gaze to him. "I had a dream because ... you are in a cemetery. You are looking at a tomb. When I read who owns it, I found out that you are older than his brother. Because you are the only one who has the right inherit a crown and throne as the next Emperor of the West, there are people who want to attempt your life. " I humbled myself before him. "Am I correct?"

He couldn't answer right away but I could see how his hands were shaking. I looked sadly there. I got up from my seat and without saying a word I held his hands. I could see how shocked he was at what I did. "If you only wish, Prince Calevi, come here first even if only temporarily. I promise you will be safe here. You will not be followed by people who will attempt to take your life."

He bowed sadly. "I want your invitation, dear princess, but I can't get my father out of my mind either."

"But ... Why can't he save you? Why can't he protect you?" I can't help but ask myself that.

He bit his lip. He seems to be restraining himself from revealing the truth to me. But eventually he took a deep sigh. "He can't do his duty as a father to us because ... He is now a hostage of my stepmother. And even more painful there he is also doing to my father what my older brother also experienced. Little by little he poisoning my father. " his hands trembled again. He was trembling with anger, no longer with fear. "Even if I want to fight for my rights, even my countrymen are gradually poisoning their minds." he looked at me almost in tears. "I have another reason why I meant to come to Cyan. Because of you, Princess Styriniana."

"A-me?"

He nodded. "Someone told me that you would help me get back everything that should have been mine."

I slowly closed my eyes. I gently stroked his head until I was able to hug him. "I'll admit, I can't help you either. I don't have enough power yet. Sometimes I wonder if I'm really going to be the reason for the Empire to succeed as they say." I barely pulled him away from me. A small smile I bestowed. "Not now but in the future ... I'll make sure I can help you, Prince Calevi."

I was seriously impressed with Vencel, Raegan, Eomund and Cederic. We stared at each other. I tightened my grip on my skirt. Even in reality my hair stands on end. This is how it feels when you face them in this situation. Fortunately, I am a member of the Imperial Family. What if not, right? It's even more shocking to encounter the presence of the Eryndors! This is how it feels when you request for an audience!

"What does that mean, Princess Styriniana?" Vencel's serious and tough question to me.

I slowly closed my eyes then let out a deep sigh. I would have spoken more but I was shocked when I saw them in their current state. Vencel seemed to be trembling, he was holding back a laugh. Raegan nodded but also shivered, obviously also prevented from laughing. While my other two siblings covered their faces and mouths. They avoid offending me. Err ...

"I would like to suggest that the prince of Severassi remain in Cyan's power." I shouted loudly. "Papa! Brothers! Don't laugh! I'm serious!"

"I'm sorry, Princess Rini. We can't stop ourselves from laughing." Raegan said, filling the tears. He'll stop laughing at that!

I puffed out both my cheeks frowning. I can't help but cringe so this is what I do. But instead of being even more serious they are even more excited. I don’t know if they were joking or teasing.

"Oh hey, let's continue this matter." Vencel said as he wiped his eyes as well. "You did tell us that you wanted the prince to remain in our power. But for what reason, Princess Styriniana?"

My nose is already smoky with seriousness. "I think he'll be safe here. Because there are people trying to take his life."

There they were stunned. Their faces became serious. As long as the matter is alive they become serious. So, this is the right key! "Someone is trying to take his life? How did you find out about that thing?" Raegan asked.

I bit my lip. "Because ... I saw his past ..."

They were both stunned again by what I revealed. "I mean ..."

"Is the vision for the Princess coming true?" Raegan's ejaculation was unbelievable. "As said in prophecy?"

"But, your majesty, first prince ... The prophecy says, when the princess steps on her seventeenth birthday, that's where her power will come out." next to speak was Eomund.

I was surprised by the second prince's statement. Wait, I mean ... When I'm seventeen years old, will I be able to use the power I have? So anything I do to see what I should see doesn’t work? Because of that? But I saw something for the second time. One from the future and the other from the past. I clenched my fist. It was as if cold water had poured over me on the findings and I realized. I mean, it's too early for me to train myself to show the full potential of the skills I have.

"That's what it says." I heard Raegan's response. "But, sooner is better. We will surely be well prepared for whatever evil visions Princess Rini will see."

I heard Vencel sigh. "Raegan has a point but it's better that Rini doesn't force herself." he gently promised.

I bowed. My fists remained clenched. "Dear Emperor ..."

"What's that, Princess Rini?"

I gritted my teeth. I was a little hesitant if I would tell him this thing. But I have to choose the right so as to avoid what should be avoided in the future as Raegan says. "I also see that ... The Empire will fall."

"W-what ..." I heard the shock in their voices. "A-what exactly do you see, Rini?"

I bit my lip. "I see that ... The whole kingdom will be destroyed. I can see big fires around. The buildings have also been destroyed." I was caught in my chest. I looked straight into their eyes. "I also saw that ... Leave me ..." I couldn't help but cry in front of them.

They were stoned when they saw me. After a while they stood up to visit me. They knelt in front of me. Vencel touched both my shoulders. Raegan put his palm on my head. Eomund and Cederic held both my hands. "Rini ..." they called me worriedly.

"I don't want you to leave me, gentlemen. I-I can't be alone ..." I cried in front of them. I closed my eyes emphatically. "So I want to study. I want to study everything. Even in the field of warfare, I will study it willingly so that I can also protect you. I will do everything, so that you don't. I will leave. "

"R-Rini ..." they called me in disbelief.

They hugged me tightly. For a long time I was able to say the things I wanted to say to them in the first place. I was able to say what my goal was. Not just for the Eryndors, but throughout the Empire as well. I will never be able to take them with me in the second life I have. Yes, I got used to my old life but eventually I was alone. But this time, I can’t deny that I’m already attached to them. They are the only ones I have in the life given to me.

"I don't know that this is how he thinks even though we spend time together under the same roof." Raegan's sad language.

They are currently in Rini's room. It fell asleep after crying in front of them. Even Eomund and Cederic could not believe what they heard from their youngest brother.

"That's how heavy he's carrying." Eomund said softly, he gently took one of Rini's hands. "Or do we just not know how he feels? What are his thoughts?"

Vencel stared silently at the youngest child. He could not refuse to remember a woman who was also full of mystery in her personality. Lorah. Rini's acclaimed mother. Even its demise is also a huge mystery. He did not know what was the pain that landed here until it took its life. He could not have imagined that two women in his life would inherit his youngest child. If Lorah's temperament was inherited by the princess, her physical form was inherited from the late formerly beloved Empress of Cyan --- Theavia.

He slowly closed his eyes. He tenderly held Rini's other hand. He kissed her on the back of her palm.

"Majesty," Raegan calls him worriedly.

"Raegan, maybe we should follow whatever Rini sees." his language was serious. "We need to avoid what he sees for the future."

He bowed slightly. "I'll follow."

"Even I, I can't afford to leave Rini either. It never crossed my mind that I would see her alone one day." his eyes glazed over. "Right now, we need to prepare so that the Empire established by our ancestors does not completely collapse."

"I agree, Your Majesty." Cederic replied.

Vencel slowly released from his grip on Rini. He confronted his eldest son. "I'll do what Rini asks. I'll let her study." he addressed his royal courtier Conde Vogel Gourael. "Summon Marquis Edgar's wife of Ashpond. Announce that I want her to teach the princess Academics."

Conder Vogel nodded. "I understand, Your Majesty."

"All I can think about is what weapon is right for him. He told us he wanted to learn fighting." his eyes narrowed. "But it's too hard for him to hold a sword. I don't want to see him stained with blood and commit murder. I don't want to get his hands dirty."

"Why don't you try to summon the prince of Severassi?" smiling suggestion of Conde Vogel.

The father looked at him at once. In those thoughts, it was enough to kill him.

"What ... You mean ... Conde Vogel Gourael?" streaked with threat in Vencel's voice.

The Conde nodded. "Aren't Severassi's warriors also good at fighting? They're not good at fighting at close range, but they're better known for killing from afar."

Vencel seems to have realized what Conde meant. Her mouth dropped open when something came to her mind. "That's right, they're good at archery. They don't miss the people they're going to target ..." but he suddenly frowned.

"If she was just a girl, we wouldn't have to worry." Raegan suddenly replied. "But, I can't deny that the Severassians are really good at archery."

Their conversation was interrupted when suddenly there was a knock on the door of the room. They looked at it at the same time. A man entered. "Pardon the intrusion, Your Majesty. An unexpected visitor has arrived at the Palace." it says formally.

"Who is this unexpected visitor?" Vencel asked, his face serious.

"He introduced himself as a personal servant of the heir prince from the Oloisean Empire. He was said to have brought a message for His Majesty, the Emperor of Cyan."

Vencel took a deep breath. "Then just wait for me in the reception room." he gently commands.

"I'll follow." it even bowed before it finally went out to deliver the message.

When the Palace butler left, he continued what he was going to say. "Let the prince of Severassi know that I need to talk to him about what the princess is asking. For now I will leave you first. I look forward to you." he had turned his back on them until he had left the princess's room.

Moments later Vencel arrives at the Throne Room, where he will earn the personal servant of the heir to the Oloisean Empire. Honestly, his relationship with each Empire was only neutral. If he is invited to their ceremonies he is still able to attend, but he is not the first to approach them. He has no intention of making friends or being hostile to them. He was just wary of whatever every Empire planned especially the most powerful country was the Cyan which reached a few hundred years ago. Not once did it crash. So it is not surprising for him that there are those who want to stab him from behind.

So when the youngest child, Stryriniana Filaurel Eryndor, who was said to be the key to making the Empire even more successful, arrived, she did not hesitate to take care of and treat the baby like a treasure. Above all, it is the fruit of their romance. That baby is her only memory for it.

Vencel reached the golden throne then sat there. As before, he wore his serious and scary face to the person he was going to face today.

The door opened spontaneously. The man who is said to be a personal servant from Oloisean entered from there.

He stepped a little closer to her. He bowed and greeted her. "Greetings from the Oloisean Kingdom, dear Emperor of Cyan." its polite and formal greeting to him.

"You want to talk to me. What is your purpose in my Kingdom?"

Someone pulled it out of his pocket. A velvet blue envelope. The butler approached with a tray made of gold. The envelope was placed there and the letter was handed to Vencel. He accepted it quietly and seriously. He looked at the seal. The family crest of Albelin is engraved there. He opened the letter and then read it. Her eyes narrowed. The letter states that he and members of the Eryndors' family are invited to the celebration of the birthday of heir Dilston Albelin. The letter says nothing about the coronation.

After he read it he looked at the messenger. "I accept the invitation of the Albelins. You can expect us to arrive today."

Bend it again. "Thank you very much for the time, Your Majesty." until it left the room.

When it was out of his sight Vencel could not help but close his eyes firmly, at the same time clenching his fists. It trembled with irritation.

"Elias," he called to his butler.

It bends slightly. "What's that, Your Majesty?"

"I suddenly had second thoughts. Whether to include the princess in the celebration."

"What are you worried about, Your Majesty?"

His jaw tightened. "Surely other princes from the other Empire will also attend. I can't be wrong, their first focus is the princess. Since my youngest daughter is naturally funny and charming, they won't hesitate to reconcile it with marriage!"

The butler nodded. "A-ah ... Isn't it too early for you to think about that?"

Vencel wiped his face at his problem.

From a spacious and fancy room of a young man he quietly sips a hot and delicious tea from his snack. He was startled and rolled his eyes when he heard a sudden knock on the door. He took the cup he was holding away from her. He slowly returned it to the low table.

The door opened spontaneously. One of his men exposed himself to him. He was carrying a tray made of gold. He stepped closer to her and then reached for the telegram. It was taken then opened. He read what was written. A smile flashed on his lips then he put it back in the envelope. He laid it on the low table just next to the cup.

He stood up from then attended the balcony. The smile never left his lips. He approached the railings of the balcony. He could feel the cold, fresh air coming down on his skin. She didn't care if her hair danced in the wind.

"What will be your decision, Your Majesty? Are you going to this gathering?" his staff politely asked him.

Even before he could answer her question he was caught in the necklace --- the matching necklace he gave to the Cyan princess.

"Looks like I can't do anything else but attend as well, Egos." he looked at it. "I can't wait to see him again."

"Who are you referring to?" still wondering this question.

He looked at the sky. "The root of my heart."

Egos tilted his head, he was even more confused by what it said. He still played with the stone of his necklace.

He sneezed. "There are only two weeks left before the birthday of the prince of Oloisean. Prepare what I will wear for the special day. Also the gift to be offered." he formally commands Egos.

He bowed and left his room. The prince was left alone in such a room. He looked up at the sky again. She smiled sweetly. "If only I had the ability to speed up time then you're at a certain age, and if only I had the ability to slow down time every time I'm with you."