Semua Bab Will Bear the Moon: Bab 121 - Bab 130

*Aunt Funda*“What is this?” Funda nearly killed over right then and there as the postmaster left, leaving Funda with not one, but three big problems. And making it as if she was about to scream, her fangs sharpening, and blood rushing into her ears. But as tempting as it was, Funda stopped herself, knowing full well she couldn’t, not when all the servants and ladies of the court were in earshot. “Is everything alright, Lady Funda?” Sure enough, one of the older noble women spotted Funda, and drew closer with interest.“Is that her Empress’s mail?” She asked on, sweetly, stepping closer, “And a package too?” She leaned in, eyes clearly trying to read. “I wonder who sent such a,”“Oh, yes,” Funda quickly pulled the tray close to her, “just news of the colonies again.” Funda lied, desperate to hide the senders.“Oh,” The noble seemed to deflate, “Just that?” Funda nodded.“Yes, probably nothing but more bad news.” Funda went on, “I’m sure her Empress will prattle on about it in the nex

*Ana*"You can't be serious." Mykhol goes again, pacing back and forth. I have never seen him so… disturbed? Would that be the word? Maybe. But I can say, this is the first time I’ve seen him act like this. So very out of character. His smile is gone, and his hair is in disarray, having run his hand through it too many times.Why, if there were any other time, I would laugh. It is so rare to see Mykhol out of sorts like this, Any other time, it would be funny. But not now.After deciding to use what was still left of the morning, I decided to head out to the garden. It wasn’t going to be long, what with the hotter time approaching, the noon sun coming. But I wanted to savor the cooler time with a walk, dare it, and even dwell on my new revelations until Mykhol arrived. And since then, it’s been him constantly talking.How did he know already? The question does come to mind, but just as quickly, I let go. Regardless of how Mykhol would know. Everyone would, later on. I suppose some th

*Ana*It will get better once we reach the mountains. I can only keep repeating. It’s so very hot, that I can feel the sweat soak up the back of my traveling gown. And I don’t need to ask to know everyone is suffering.Mykhol certainly is. Though, he tries to hide it. He smiles after me, a reassuring notion as if to say this isn’t so bad. But just as he smiles, it fades quickly. And Mykhol falls back to stare out the window, a strange look on his face, as if miles away.If he was going to be like this, I should have told him to stay. I can’t help but feel some guilt. He is doing his best, but the suffering is clear. And as much as I wish to prevent it, it’s too late, and we are too far to turn back. I can only swallow down my guilt, and move to rest my head against the cushion of the window. “Ah!” We all cry as the carriage, moving into the grassier plains, sharply runs over a rock, throwing us off. Mykhol slides right into me, making me slam my head right into the glass with a lou

*Hidi*Maybe he forgot I was even here? It wasn’t long before the charm of Nicoli’s disinterest fell off. And Hidi wanted to do something else. Anything more than just standing by, watching carriages and little girls come up. “Nicoli,” Hidi started, turning to touch his shoulder. “Huh?” Nicoli peered up, his blue eyes wide and confused. They were so blue and beautiful when they finally looked up at her, finally noticed her, that Hidi felt slightly stunned, and lost in them. “You…”Hidi had to take a moment to regain her composure, slightly amused at her loss of thought. “You are quite small, Prince Nicoli,” Hidi went on, blurting the first thing to come to mind. “But you are cute…For a human.”“No, I’m not.” Nicoli retorted, shuffling his shoulder from her hand. “I’m normal size. It’s you. You’re just insanely big.” “Is that…all you heard?” Hidi mused, noting he overlooked the cute part. If on purpose or not, it made her laugh. The intentional, or not, obliviousness, seemed to only

*Ana*“Please make yourselves comfortable.” Julia stops to open the door revealing a garden-like room, painted with leaves and potted plants hanging from the ceiling. The same soft colors are used in the couches and throw pillows.“You will be notified when the rooms are ready.” Julia curtsies, saying her farewell, before turning out. Mykhol frowns after her. “They simply leave us here?” Mykhol can’t hide his shock, looking around the room, then at me. “With nothing to do, but wait?”“I,” I open my mouth but quickly close it again, not sure what to say. “I’m sure they have their reasons.” I go at last, before catching sight of the coffee table. “At least… they’ve prepared us with food.” The coffee table is heavily lined with sweets. It is an assort of pastries I am unfamiliar with, but, they look good, regardless. And, alongside cakes and pastries, there is a tea set. The gentle steam curls out of the spout, indicating it’s still piping hot. Freshly made.“Either way,” I go moving