Avicenna Est Panacea
Episode 14

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“Your Majesty, Earl Grayii came to meet you..”.

A man was in this silvery-white room, he was reading some reports. His attenuation looked at the waiter who bowed respectfully, now the handsome face turned to smile in shade “Let Earl Grayii enter.” Say the king “But not with the waiter who keeps sticking to him.” His tone became cold.

The waiter nodded, and he came back out.

Not so long ago, Valerin Grayii arrived standing quietly. Her sweet temperament was clad in a white shirt, white suit, violet ribbon necked with a pair of boots covering her pair of other legs. The black mane of the night is partially draped, there is a small silver ribbon in the form of diphylleia grayi flowers on some of its long bangs.

“Yang Mulia.” Valerin Grayii looked down respectfully.

“Earl, how are you?”

Valerin Grayii stood up again, his pair of violet neutrals staring at the charismatic king “Better.” Valerin Grayii saw a white-washed man smiling kindly “Younger than I thought Valerin's” sat in while looking at the king.

“Is there anything strange about me, Earl?”

Valerin shakes his head “My thoughts are ugly, some things may be forgotten. Forgive me.” Once again Valerin bowed respectfully, he knew he had to be more careful with the number one person in this kingdom.

“I heard so, it turned out to be true as well. In addition to your increasingly petite body, Earl is also acting much calmer than usual.”

“Yah... not wrong too, Kak Darly is indeed a person of double” energy He is grounded, it feels the difference between him and the brother is indeed very far away. Just how strange it is that people don't mengubris difference it “Like that's His Majesty.” Valerin smiled softly. Reluctant to say anything else to this young King.

“Keep, did you just stay there without asking anything. Hm?”

Valerin nodded, apparently the king was smarter than he expected “About the letter, you asked me to see His Majesty before descending on this mission.” Valerin tries to act like he's the real Valerin. Therefore, he chose to follow the attitude of his brother. Even though the ridiculous attitude with the double energy of the brother cannot be imitated.

“Your Majesty!” Valerin.

“Why, Earl?”

“A-you, have good eyes.”

Next to the thick eyebrows of the young king was raised “You mean?” Seemed to look at wonder.

“Sials. Why should it be?” The whisper of Valerin to himself. Valerin stuttered to fix his standing position. “That's how, both of your emerald eyes are beautiful. So fresh, staring straightforward, gentle and also.you have good judgment. Unfortunately, you always have a hidden plan.”

The king smiled widely as he was criticized by this petite Earl, he immediately stepped closer to Valerin Grayii “Oh, Earl... In addition to getting sweeter, you also try to tear down my defense.” He cornered Valerin's position on the door of the room, one of his hands placed on the door. Support the small Valerin with this kind of position. He's pinning Valerin.

Once again the king said the unexpected things by Valerin “Valerin Grayii, your attitude is different. Why?” those pair of green eyes looked at him deeply. Look straight at only one of them.

The cornered Valerin instantly turned his gaze away “A-ah, it's okay. Just trying to analyze it” Valerin stared in wonder, his two eyes flickering innocently. Valerin's sweet face, with its unique bright violet irises adds to the beauty of Valerin Grayii's figure.

“Your analysis is right, everything you say is true as it is. Great, as people say.” The King looked amazed, in his confinement the King also looked at the Earl with a difficult gaze to interpret.

“What is it like?” Valerin nodded in wonder.

“No Earl, how can cornered a sweet creature like you?”

Valerin Grayii gasped in shock, he mendeham “B-good Your Majesty, if there is anything you want to convey before the mission is carried out.” Valerin Grayii.

“Complete mission safely.”

“Only that?” Celtap Valerin.

The King chuckled softly, he nodded “True, that's just Earl. Be careful always.” The King gave his smile, clearly teasing this Earl Grayii.

Valerin Grayii looks around this room, one thing he did not find “Your Majesty, before I left there is something to ask.” Turning again glared at Valerin's eyes sharply and toughly.

“Why Val?”

“Where to draw His Majesty the leader before you.” Valerin smiled meaningfully, he had already guessed that something had indeed happened in this magnificent Palace.

The young king was leaning on his desk “You know, Since we are in the same academy. You stole my attention the most Junior Valerin.”

“Then, good afternoon.” Valerin nodded slowly. Not the answer he wanted to know, but the young man's reaction to his question. Judging from the gelagatnya who did not immediately answer is definitely hiding something “Yang Mulia Alexandria, deliberately omitted.” The conjecture would be the conclusion of Valerin at this time.

He came out of the king's office, just closing the door. Friday directly paired her long coat to Valerin “Thanks Friday.” Valerin smiled sweetly.

“By pleasure, young master.”

Valerin hints at his fingers to Friday to duck a little “Kemari..”.

“Why, young master?”

Valerin Grayii whispered beside Friday's ear “Hide my gender, it's better this time like this.” Slow speech Valerin Grayi.

“Good, young master.” Friday is a smile.

Certainly Valerin Grayii aka Valyria Soga Kinaru has its own plan, they both walk side by side in this magnificent corridor of white ceramics. The beautiful palace feels foreign to a Valerin but not to Valerin's older brother as the real Valerin. He still tried to walk calmly along with calmly living life as Earl Grayii himself.

Along this vast and magnificent journey. Many of the palace workers who knew him well, they often reprimanded and greeted Valerin. Even if it is only accepted.

Valerin directly entered his carriage, when he reached the front gate of Dust Bones palace.

“Young master, want to go do a mission when?”

Valerin occupied his body in the horse carriage “Tomorrow, today we pack and let me find more information upon arrival at home.” Valerin said as he closed the door of this horse carriage.

Friday bow respectfully “Good young master.” He rode on the coachman's bench, with Friday riding the chariot. A Valerin in it was silent with a peeking gaze.

“Nikolai Caleum. Interesting, just look later.” Valerin murmured as he chuckled.

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