
The flowers and their roots disappeared. The corner of the page was blank again as if nothing had happened. Aster looked up at the roof, where the sunlight was actually running away. A gust of wind gently pulls Aster's hair which he then slips into the earlobe.
Just then, Aster heard the movement of the clock. Not a big clock from a giant wall, but rather came from a bracelet given by Mr. Steven. He noticed the bracelet, circling Aster's right hand. There's only one needle that's going to spin. This is the first time he has moved to number one.
"Surely, there hasn't been a week, yet" Aster's voice trembled as he looked at the clock in horror. He has not found any evidence of the three missions. He thought hard enough before the waiter called him.
"What hasn't been a week?" knock someone in the back. Making Aster aghast, apparently not the voice of the waiter, immediately he changed the squatting position to stand up. Turn around to see the master. The man raised a pair of eyebrows with innocent eyes waiting for Aster's reply. "By the way, your bracelet's good."
"Ah," Aster hid his hands behind his back, "thank you. What is the Honorable First Prince here all the way?"
Aster deliberately suppressed the "first prince" part because he was upset that the place Kris was supposed to occupy was instead given to this person. Seeing the forced smile of Aster, made the First Prince even more excited to tease him. The round-eyed girl never knew, on the day of the coronation ceremony and she walked grabbing someone else's hand, only needing a small trick to darken one's gaze.
The First Prince touched Aster's chin, more precisely gripping. Trim the distance of their faces so that the Prince can clearly observe the focal point of the pair of eyes in front of him. "Haha, since when have your eyes become this beautiful? I really like it. How about staying in that body forever? I can find reincarnation with the same body if you want."
Gooseflesh. Aster turned his face to avoid the First Prince's hand. "Please leave if you have no business."
The First Prince sighed. "I'm sad if you throw me out like this, when I want to give you a gift because you've been a stepping stone for me to first place."
"What was the prize all the way here?"
The First Prince smiled mysteriously, then behind his back grew a fifteen meter tall plant. Not just one, similar plants surrounded the pavilion. The green stems are slightly reddish in the middle. The flowers are small white and clustered at the ends, like an umbrella. Aster gaped with red cheeks. "What's this?!"
"Of course, a gift from me. Goodbye bye!" The First Prince even waved his hand without turning around. Aster scrunched his forehead, curious about the plants that exceeded his height. The dancing leaves are quite wide and the distance of the stem is too tight, as if locking the girl so that she can not get out.
"How is this?" mumble Aster on yourself, while the fingers pluck one of the leaves that are similar to papaya leaves. He squeezed it to pieces. Breathing out of Aster's mouth.
"Geez!" pekik a person who Aster knew who the owner of the voice was. "What's this damned plant, miss?"
If the sari is in a dream, it will not ask like this. During the dream simulation it was Aster who often asked back. "I don't know either. Before eight, please clean up until there's nothing left."
"Good! O-oh, the water's ready. But, are you sure ...?"
Aster smelled a foul scent. Instantly the slanted smile was etched on his mute face. "Yes, I know. Thank you, Sari."
After bathing and getting dressed, Sari sniffed around him. He must have thought why Aster didn't smell. "Weird, I don't smell bad. Miss Aster is very fragrant!"
"Haha, right?" The violet dress teenager circled around while lifting her skirt. It was a calming fragrance as if it was spreading to all corners of the room.
"Jeez, Miss ...!" The waiter was fascinated with the imitation and sweetness of Aster.
Aster stopped the action, making the audience a little disappointed. "How's page? I have to go out for dinner."
"It's clean, '" replied the waiter with a horse smile. He looks very happy. Tonight is the first time the lady has attended dinner. Usually the girl just asked to be delivered food to the room.
"Good!" Now Aster can go out and attend important events. The event was a meeting of Prince Aedes and other representatives. In a simulated dream, he was banned from Kris due to illness. That's why, this time Aster didn't pretend to be sick. Nor did it go to the wall of a giant clock to avoid that encounter.
The faint smell of garlic must have made Prince Aedes dodge. At least, in the meeting later he was not immediately taken to the Floating Palace. The girl wants to develop her skills in class first. Only if it feels quite stocky, would not want to have to go.
Aster was a little nervous when the door with the shadow of many people was right in front of his eyes. Inhaled by deep air, the smell of good food makes the stomach increasingly rumbling. Aster gulped.
"Let me drop off, Miss." The same face, but he was welcomed. Different from previous dreams. Then, every step he took stole his attention and attention.
Aster gave the royal greetings to everyone, followed by a faint smile. This immediately produced a reaction of their cheeks that met red. Whereas, the girl who was unaware of her own charms was just staring at her confusedly.
The First Prince. "Aah! Here comes my dear sister, Thirteenth Princess." His hand tapped the spot next to him. Aster squinted his eyes thinking the man told him to sit there. The First Prince continued to stare, getting sharper and more uncomfortable for Aster as he continued to stand.
For the sake of food, for the sake of mission, for the sake of returning to the original world. Aster decided to sit next to the First Prince. Seeing everything in the dining room gasp, Aster wondered through a gaze. It looked tempting in the prince's eyes. But the man refused to answer. Even continued to smile as if forgetting what chaos he had grown in the pavilion of silence.
Feeling noticed from the front side, Aster shifted his attention away from the First Prince. In front of him, a mysterious figure with a hat covered his face. Every member of the Palace does have a hat as an identity. However, the hats he wore were different from the hats of the representatives in the Flower Palace. Aster has a bad feeling.
Bad feelings are always right!
The figure looked up a little, revealing one of his black-mannered eyes that was very thick. Aster shrieked as he immediately changed his gaze towards a princess in a red dress.