Chapter 4

We went into my room with my dad still his arms resting on my shoulder. He made me sit on my bed while he took the chair next to my desk for him to use. He sat down in the chair facing me and wiped my tears again. He look concern, when I look at him he smile at me and I smiled back.

“That’s my baby, you look beautiful.”

I chuckled, “pa you making me stupid.”

He acted surprised, “no, I’m not kidding my princess, you look beautiful just like your mother so don’t be sad and I feel sad too when I see you crying.”

“I’m sorry, papa.”

“Don’t be, I know that you’re just want to go outside the palace, when I saw same age with you, I’m always goes to the town without telling them but I know it’s dangerous and it’s more dangerous to you because you are my baby I don’t want to hear and see that someone stranger hurt my baby.” He caressed my face with his free hand.

I silent there and listening to him.

“Please don’t do that again, my princess, your mother and I making nervous because of you.”

“I don’t think so mama is concern or love me?” I look away.

“Who tell you that?”

“I just saw it and ever since she just like that.”

I look at him and I saw him shake his head, “no, it’s not like that, she loves you, she doesn’t show it but I feel it she loves you. Just understand your mother.”

I nodded, “yes.”

“That’s my princess.”

I giggled.

“Are you hungry?”

“Nope, I ate delicious food at the town and I gain new friends.” I excited to tell him what I learned outside the palace but suddenly we heard a knocked from the door. I feel sad again but I didn’t show him. “Go on now papa, I know you have works and I will tell you my story later after dinner I guess.”

“Yes, that was a good idea.” He stood up and kiss my head before he leave me.

A minute after when my papa leave me, my cousin Valerie came, she invited me to watch her brother Marcellus practice, because I didn't want to be in my room in whole day and I just went with her. We were in the garden while Marcellus was practicing archery. He grew up focusing on people all over him, especially his parents and his sister Valerie supporting him. He will take the position and take the throne of his father King Egon, when he reaches the right age we know he will take the crown as a new king of Avalon.

He needs to be perfect and to be good at everything just like his father, the king. I don't know if he has feelings or does he know how to smile because like his dad he doesn't show emotion to anyone except to his sister Valerie and his mother queen Germaine. He is kind but not like his sister cheerful personality and talkative, Marcellus is the opposite, you can heard him talk but some or limited words. I remembered him tell that he will speak if it is important.

The whole palace is also busy because it will be my birthday tomorrow, it took them almost three days to arrange the equipment to the hall and to whom the invitation would be sent. I noticed the young royal maid staring at Prince Marcellus, I would not blame her if she has crush on prince perfect face.

I sighed as I remembered that I will see who the unlucky young man should marry to me.

“Is there any problem, princess Russiana?”

I look at Princess Valerie, “nothing.”

“Why not tell me what happened to you to the town? Is it okay there or is not?”

“I don’t want to tell you my experience.” I laughed and joke at her.

“Oh, come on, tell me please, I’m your friend and you supposed to be we share experience and knowledge.” She acted little kid again.

I chuckled, “we’re not friends, and we’re cousins.”

“What?” She look me with disbelieve. “Even though we’re cousins I counted you as my friends so tell me.”

I was about talk when royal maids call me when she approached our table.

“Excuse me princess Russiana but your mother call you to measure the gown you wear tomorrow at your birthday ball.” She said.

I said goodbye to Princess Valerie and followed the royal maid. We immediately reached the fitting room of the palace, my mama and the tailors are already waiting for me. They bowed at me and then they show me the ball gown. I amazed to the gown and touch it. The color is black with sequins of gold design and its tube design ball gown with a little cape at the back.

“It’s beautiful,” I whispered but I don’t know they heard my comment.

“Yes, of course because the beautiful princess will wear a nice ball gown.” The tailors said.

The theme of my birthday is black and gold and everyone will attend should wear anything with gold and black.

“Reminders Russiana, the prince Brennon will come here tomorrow morning and I will expect that you will wake up early in the morning for us to meet him at once. The dress you will wear tomorrow morning at early morning gathering with his family will send to you later after dinner, understand?”

“Yes.”

As my mama said I woke up early the next morning. I also wore the dress with white design in the middle of blue gown dresses with elbow length of sleeves. We waited outside the palace until the wagons came in one by one and parked in front of us. The door of the second and larger carriage opens.

First the royal guards came down inside and I call out who the newcomer was.

“Prince Brennon Evans of Nortellia.”

My eyes slowly widened when I saw a familiar face coming out from the wagon. I forget to do the bow of respect to him because I’m in the state of shock and when he saw me. I saw how his expression change, just like mine, he was surprised too.