mlbb ; false love // a gugu fanfic

39th love | the sparkle is still too bright

Guinevere and Lesley had reached the mansion safe and sound, as they take small steps one at a time to avoid the guards from noticing, and letting the Headmaster know their escape.

They climbed back up to Guinevere's room balcony, creating no such silence, as if sound has never existed in such a place. As the princess climbs up with all her might, Lesley does the lookout.

The two of them could have decided to just sleep in in the Scarlet Faction's mansion, but Guinevere remembered that the nannies and mistresses check up on her every 10 o'clock in the evening.

"Gwen, you're driving me crazy. Hurry up and close the doors. I'll go to the garden.

You should change your clothes and go to sleep, school will be earlier tomorrow." Lesley told Guinevere, who just stepped her foot down on the marble flooring of the palace.

"Sorry, but I have to move before everything is over. Thanks for the help, Lesley."

"I'll see you tomorrow." Guinevere replied to Lesley's solemn order, waving her hand goodbye as Lesley clutched to her hat's tail downward and left.

The mansion's lights were nearly cleared out. Only the guards with their torches are the ones giving shine to the path in which Guinevere can see from her room's balcony.

She let out a heavy sigh as she headed for her bed. Guinevere let herself fall on it, like a bird diving onto the wind. She closed her eyes for a long, long minute. She then thought to herself, "Is this right?"

Was all of this what she really wanted? Gusion wouldn't even talk to her. She can't explain herself to him. But was the time they spent together aren't precious anymore?

"Gusion..." She thought to herself late at night, with her mind feeling fuzzy and light. She must be tired. Love is kind of frustrating. Without noticing, she had already fallen asleep, soundly, with her gently breathing like a little child.

That was all for today. Good night, Guinevere.

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Guinevere woke up and went to school like normal. Therefore, there was just one missing thing.

She feels quite emotionless.

With the clicking and clacking made from her shoes, she walked in the hallways as it was lunch break with a serious face, quite unusual from how she'd walk with her face up with pride in herself. But now, just what had just happened? She misses him too much. No one is siding with her. Not Angela, not Ruby. Lesley is on a mission, and Lancelot had chosen to go on an adventure with no definite return.

School is just another activity for her to waste her time away.

"Well, isn't it Ms. Violet?" Guinevere heard from the back of her head. She halted her continues steps and turned her head around in 180.

"Oh, Ling. It's nice to see you." Guinevere half-heartedly greeted.

"How have you been? You look like you aren't feeling well." He added.

"No, it's just..." Guinevere defended, only to find herself in a loss of words.

"So, what is it?" Ling asked in ecstaticness after seeing that he was proven to be right.

"Sigh, you got me...I went to see Ms. Hanabi last night. I just stayed out too late for long that I didn't get enough sleep." Guinevere explained.

"Hmm." Ling replied in defeat, thinking.

Guinevere opened the window in the hallway to feel the soft breeze brush upon her skin. She smiles as the comfort it gave her brought her happiness. Ling looks at her from beside, silent. Therefore, with that sight in front of him, he can't help get flustered with Guinevere's stunning beauty.