I didn't know exactly what to believe. Hours ago, I was just sleeping peacefully in my bed. Then suddenly, the fire happened and I just found myself at the brink of death. I was ready to die when something strange happened to me. Then a voice kept on talking in my mind, and now claiming that he's actually a dragon spirit, my dragon spirit to be exact. Worst, I was just informed about my ability and the possibility that my mother lied to me. How could I take that all at once?
I'm sorry if everything is confusing you. But there must be a reason why your mother hid your real identity. That is what we need to know, Raja said. The caravan is now moving.
"What else do you know? How about my father? If he's not a mage, then what kingdom is he from?"
That is something beyond my knowledge, Ophelia.
"And what about this birthmark? I'm very much confused..."
That's something you have since you were born, only hidden by some sort of sorcery. But after your body recognized your ability, and with you facing life and death situation, the sorcery can no longer can hide it.
"Don't you think it has something to do with my father?"
Most likely.
I snorted. "How can I find him if I have little to no knowledge about him?"
Only fate can tell.
I sighed. "How about my clothes? Money? How will I be able to survive for the next days or months if I have nothing? Perhaps, can you make some... you know, silvers or a few jewels at least? Or do I have the ability to do that?"
There was a low growl and a bit of... laughter?
I wish I could give you golds, Ophelia. I can do nothing with being just a spirit. I can only motivate you, help you make feasible decisions. And you don't also have the ability to do that.
"Good. Looks like I'd be starving then."
You won't gain anything without doing something, Ophelia.
Right. I should do something. I'm free now. That means I can do anything I want. I have full control over my life and I can't just stupidly idle and wait for fortune to come. If there are no chances for you to take advantage of, then you make one.
It's past midnight. Just sleep for now. You need rest for our journey. I'll wake you once the carriage stops.
And that's what I did.
I only woke up when I heard my name being called by a rough voice for several times.
Ophelia, the voice became clear when I opened my eyes. I realized it was Raja, and the carriage was now steady.
You had a good dream, my lady? I called you for thirty-six times before you woke up, his voice full of sarcasm.
"Why are you so sarcastic? You were the one who told me to sleep, remember? And I was tired, so—anyway, where are we now?"
I peeked out and blinked when the sun hit my eyes. It's already morning. I looked around and saw a partly crowded place—probably the market. I never saw one before this, but it was mentioned by other palace workers. It was described as a place where merchants sell their products, so this is likely a market.
"We're in a market," I whispered as I talked to Raja.
The merchants are discharging their products from the first caravan. They're distracted. It's your chance to leave without them noticing.
"Are you sure?"
Not a hundred percent. Though I'm sure if you stay here longer, they'd find out soon that you hitched a ride without consent, and would most likely accuse you of theft.
I grimaced and immediately jumped out of the caravan without a single sound and in the fastest way I could. It's okay to be caught but the latter sounds a lot of work. Being accused of a crime will make my life more complicated than it already is.
Didn't know you're actually fast, Raja teased.
"Oh, shut up," I muttered as I blended with the people in the market.
However, most of them were looking at me oddly.
"What's wrong with their looks?"
Raja cleared his throat as if he's a man about to make a speech.
I think you should change your clothes. If you've forgotten, you're only wearing a nightdress—which is considered to be as an undergarment. Wearing it in the public is unethical.
"Oh!" I reacted with horror. I forgot about that! I looked around, panicking, and was about to find a place anywhere out of the public's sight, when I felt something over my shoulders.
I turned and my eyes widened when I saw who was standing tall beside me, putting a black cloak over my shoulders.
Even he was meters away when I first saw him, it's impossible to not recognize him, nor mistake him for any other man. His crystal clear, pitch black eyes were like no other. And how could I forget how he looked at me that day?
"Wait... your eyes," the man muttered in a low baritone. "Perhaps, are you from—"
"I-I beg your pardon, sir. Thank you for the cloak but I have to go..." Before he could move an inch, I turned away and walked as fast as I could.
What if he recognized me? Will he bring me back to my kingdom? And where am I even? If that man is from Eravia, then does that mean I'm still around the kingdom?
No, you're not. I guess we're in Solterra, Raja interrupted my haywire thoughts.
"S-Solterra?" the tone of my voice echoed my shock. "You mean Solterra—the kingdom of earth summoners?"
Yes.
Then that means that man isn't from my kingdom. To attend such prestigious royal celebration, he must have a rank. Thankfully I didn't mess up with him. Another complication is not on my priority list now.
Who is that man? Looks like he somehow knows you.
"He was once a guest in the palace. We never talked before, though. We don't know each other." I walked pass the people, just walking without any point of direction.
What about you seek for his help? I think he's a good man.
"Should I trust your judgment?" I whispered, my lips almost not moving. I don't want people to think I'm a crazy girl talking to herself.
Should you?
I groaned softly. "Tell me. Do you even have a strong basis for that judgment? What made you think that he's a good man?"
He gave you a cloak. He didn't want a woman to be humiliated in public.
I didn't answer and think about having some sense of direction. Where am I exactly heading? Should I find an entertainer's house and apply?
Great idea, Raja again with his sarcastic tone.
"What? Do you have any idea better than that?" I unconsciously raised my voice, reason why the group of women nearby looked at me.
You know what, why don't you just talk to me through your mind, instead of speaking loudly? People might think you've lost your sanity.
Right. If he can read my mind, then there's no need for me to be verbal when talking to him. It's just, I think I found it a bit weird talking to someone in my mind. It's not something I'm accustomed with.
Now, may I ask if you have any idea where we can go? I asked him through my mind now.
Why don't you try to ask for that young man's help? I think he'd be willing to do so.
I can feel my eyebrows twitching.
Pardon? Do I even know that man? And you're telling me to ask for his help? What if he'd recognize me as Eravia's most paid entertainer and bring me back?
What would he get by doing that?
And what made you think he's good enough to help me? I retorted.
So you're only option is to find a whorehouse and work there, is that it? Raja growled in disapproval.
Whorehouse! I'm not a whore!
Did I say that you are? he replied innocently.
I was ready to continue the argument when the next moment, I found two horses running quickly toward my direction. Everything happened simultaneously, I barely had a fraction of second to react, but my mind knew what would happen to me. I'd definitely be crushed by either of the two untamed stallions. I'd have a lot of fractures, broken ribs, broken legs, and the worst—broken skull.
But what I expected didn't happen. Just a second before one of the horses crush my fragile body, a strong force grabbed my arm, slamming me onto something hard. I winced in shock. I thought I slammed myself onto a granite wall but when I heard a rough breathing and a heartbeat, that's when realization dawned on me.
"Are you all right?" the familiar voice asked.
"Are you all right?" Recognizing the voice, my eyes went up at once like a reflex. The man's dark eyes reflected the shock in my expression. His hand was at the back of my waist, the other was on my elbow, holding me in place. The loud pounding in my chest gave me difficulty in breathing. I was never been this close to any man. I was a royal entertainer, but my job was only to offer dance, to entice audience with my moves, not to lure men. See? He's a nice man, Raja's voice echoed in my head, reminding me how awkward our position was. I quickly stepped away from him as if I'd be burned if I didn't. "Why? What's wrong?" The man's forehead creased, confused of my action. Why would he need to understand anyway? "Nothing, sir... I just want to say thank you for saving me. I'm going now—" "You don't seem to know Solterra. Are you from another kingdom, perhaps?" H
I looked around the interiors of the tavern. I never had seen one before this, but I've read and heard about it before. It was forbidden to go outside the palace so the only thing that can connect me to the outside world was—books. Reading became my some sort of hobby to ease boredom and to somehow marvel around different things through imagination. It was the only thing I could do. The woman who introduced herself as Thiara, looked symphathetic and horrified as I went in detail with the story I've made up. She seemed really kind so I felt a little guilty telling her those lies. I just really pray that the deities would spare me for that. After all, I do not have ill motives against anyone. "You've went so much hardships, Ophelia. I cannot imagine going through that alone!" "Thank the heavens I was lucky enough to survive," I said. "I could not agree more. Here, eat. You must be hungry all this time,"
Three weeks later...Holding a tray of food and drinks, I went to serve the customers. With my more or less three weeks of staying here, I grew accustomed with the things Thiara taught me. She was glad of my coping up. I was, too. To see people everyday is like a breathe of fresh air. To finally witness how the outside world goes is a pure bliss to me. I wish I couldn't ask for more."I am kind of worried, actually. I cannot pick which dress is best for the occasion," I overheard the girls in the near table."Oh, that is exactly my problem as well!""Fortunately I had already picked a dress. It was made in Eravia and with a bit of sorcery, making it more special." There was pride on the other girl's voice.Occasion? What occasion it must be? Haven't heard anything about it.It must be the queen's birthday. Most of the people are talking about it today. Accordi
"Oh my. You look utterly fabulous!"A small smile crept on my lips as I watched Thiara's expression after I dressed up at the night of the royal occasion."Be honest with me. Are you a goddess in disguise?" she humored."You look stunning in your dress, too." I didn't say that for the sake of returning the compliment but because it was true."I know I'm beautiful, but note that your beauty is definitely on the higher level. I suppose your mother was as beautiful as you.""More than, actually.""Oh don't be too humble, Ophelia. I know your mother would say the opposite.""But it's true that I got my beauty from her.""Must be true," she agreed and then pulled me out the tavern.* * *The music can be heard from the streets. Lanterns were flying over the horizon and everything was on lit. Everyone was on the
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