Romane von Aia

Sweats were trickling down the face of the woman on the stage. The concentration was evident on her posture as she played the stringed instrument in her hands.The crowd on the other hand was going bored. Aside from the first five participants , the others who followed were making their eyes tears in yawning.Utopia tamed her beating heart as she was the next performer. She was still indecisive of what would she performed in front of these too many people. Her inner introvert self was clawing in every corner of her body as big globules of sweat were wetting the backside of the their tournament attire.'Am going to dance?? Am I to paint?! Oh my bloody god! What should I do!!?' She cried inside her head.She had pushed the idea of readying her routine for the last few days. Utopia thought of those days and could not help but knock her head in disdain.'Its too late now to regret being lazy!' She murmured. Procrastination was one of her inner ta

The morning sun had risen and the sun was bright. The participanats of the rare tournament in the kingdom of Florin were anticipating of what has the head organizer had prepared for today."Ahem, Goeie More, Ek groet jou met vrede, Mense van Florin! Deelnemers! Gewone mense! Royalty!"Good morning, I greet you with peace, People of Florin! Participants! Commoners royalty!"The gods had spoken for thy man vat n vrou soek!"man who had a seek a wife...The words of the gasheer, a man who host events in the country of Veldt, echoed in the arena."ek verleen my bloed aan die vrugbare lande van my koninkryk. Ek het my lewe gelê vir die veiligheid van my vlees. ek blaas die lug om die mensdom. ek het gesweer om te lewe en die woorde van die gode van my wêreld te glo. om in vrede en harmonie te leef."'i pledge my blood to the fertile lands of my kingdom. i laid my life for the security of my flesh. i breathe the air the su

The sun was just about to peak at the horizon on the coast of Florin but the majority of the people who were in charge of the tournament were busy like the bees, hovering and busying themselves in preparing for the morning event after the guest break their fast."Sir Ronan! Is the tapestries we have put up on the moonlight pavilion is to your liking?" A maidservant had asked the head of organizers of the said event."Hmmm, I see it is good! Truly beautiful!" Gushed the man who was nearly bald. After checking the hall where the literary competition who be held, he then proceed to the next area."WHAT IS THIS?!" He hollered. The place was in mess and two old servants are bickering back and forth."Ey! Sir Ronan, this pigheaded here wanted to put blue on the walls! " the one in black robes reported."Hngg!""At least I haven't suggested to put black on it!" The blue robe one had rebutted.The two old servants glared at each other that it

She was supposedly happy that the kingdom has another banquet. Utopia would again see her kingdom's artistry and talent. She would definitely eat delicacies! But her face was clouded. Her forehead was crumpled. Her stares were blades!The great hall was decorated extravagantly. Velvety drapes were hanging from the walls. The chandeliers were all lit up. It was a majestic sight but she was not happy. Her gaze were trained on the man whom she despised. Her blood was curdling as she thought of what will transpire later after the banquet."What are you pouting about, Utopia?" Her nosy brother asked her. Elysian thought she was being abnormal again as she was not making any sound ever since the celebration started."Why do you care? If I say my woes to you, will you find a solution?" Her voice was cold that Elysian could not help but look at her for the second time.'What is this kind of mood!? Did something happen after she had walk out of the gardens thi

Utopia was angry. Angry at him for saying trash. Angry to herself as she felt the blooming hope inside her heart after hearing his words.‘Grant us a second chance?! Is he out of his mind!! He does not have any conscience at all!’Her thoughts were full of ways of how to kill that weasel who only knew how to torment her.After she had walked out of that stuffy place, Utopia found herself sitting in the secluded corner of the library. The maid who was assigned to clean the area saw her barging inside with such scary face that she almost ran for her life.‘Oh no! ‘The paling servant did not want to go near the glowering princess but she could not just set aside her duty for such erratic fear.Swallowing a lungful of breath, she approach the lady.“ T-this servant would like to ask the princess if she wanted refreshments?” her shaking stupor was visible as Utopia’s dark glare was turned to her.&nb

The silence between them was awkward. Sitting face to face with only steaming cups of tea in between them, Utopia thought hard of why does this mongrel wanted to talk to her.‘Can we talk?’That phrase was eating her patience as the minute ticks off and this piece of man had yet to open his mouth to state whatever things he wanted to spew."Eherm"'What a fake.'It was the first sentence that pops on her mind when she heard that forced cough coming from him. Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Utopia trained her eyes to him."I""I""You go first""You go first..."The words felt synchronous that their face were red when their eyes met. The tension that engulf them was almost suffocating."This princess wants to know what is your intentions upon inviting me for a cup of tea, your highness?"Utopia was getting edgy with the tensed atmosphere that was drowning all her reservation. She need