The Boy Who Had Purple Hair

20. Kintsugi

" Every cracks let's the sunlight in"

He was moaning in pain when they left him. Crying like a river. The scene was too pity to watch. Joon stood out of the window, leaning in and watching this. He couldn't understand why they have to treat him worse like a slave. Without his acknowledge, tears filled up his eyes looking at the pitiful state of his human. why ? was the question running through his mind. he studied and heard that humans can be dangers to the fairies but he was shocked to witness that they can be more dangerous to their own species. After a while, Joon entered the room slowly and walked with a slowed pace near Moon, who was asleep, crying in pain. Joon first checked out whether he was awake and looked at his back which was drenched in blood. he could see the flesh being torn apart making the wounds much deeper. "let's make these wounds vanish first" He slowly closed his eyes and kept his palm on the wounds, murmured underneath his breath "let the wounds be healed" and as per his words, his violet aura surrounded him, taking up the wounds and vanishing them one by one. Then the wounds completely disappeared and his back looked pale and polished like before. Moon unaware of it, was sleeping , sweat and tears running through his cheeks. Joon then carried moon in a bridal style, placed him gently into the hard bed. "why the bed is hard?" He touched the bed and found the bed hard as a rock and cold as an ice. Knowing this is not comfortable for Moon, Joon touched the bed and said "be soft as a feather", and the bed turned softer. Joon looked at his human sleeping soundly but sadly, he pointed both his hands above him and let his magic aura surround Moon. then he said, "Let the sunshine enter your broken heart through it cracks, like it enters into a dark place." and a magic beam surrounded Moon, engulfing him and then entering into his heart. After finishing this, Joon looked at him with a pity eyes, eventhough how much he used his magic to heal his heart, this place until he is here will never let him heal. His efforts will be like a promise written in the water and he will fail in his mission of saving his human. 'I should do something' his mind told him. As he was staring at Moon, thinking, he saw him slowly waking up. Quickly, Joon ran to the corner, stood there. He saw Moon shoot out of his bed in fear and confusion, still not noticing him standing in the corner. He looked outside of the window and came inside, thinking something and suddenly freezing still in his place. That moment when Moon stood still, Joon realized he felt his presence. Moon turned his head slowly and saw Joon standing in the corner. In fear, he screamed following fainting on the ground. Joon rushed to him and took him in his lap and tapped his cheek calling, "human? human? are you alright?" and try to wake him up but couldn't. Joon looked around for something to wake him up. But he couldn't see anything. Then he again picked him up and placed him in the bed. Once again he called him but he didn't wake up. As he was trying, he heard someone walking up to the room. Knowing that he will wake up later, Joon without any choice, left the building swiftly so that no one can see him.

All the scenarios that happened last night, came through his mind, as he laid on the trunk of a tree that he had been using as a staying place for his mission. The tree was located in a more remorse and dense part of the forest where the humans have not entered. This was safe for him not to be noticed or pestered by any sort of problem. So many questions were popping in his mind. Why they had to do this? Why he had to suffer? What is that place? He is the only person there or is there others? Who is that masked man and especially who is his human? So many unanswered questions waiting to be answered, just sacked up his mind. He was very curious in nature but now his curiosity just peaked knowing that some secret is being hidden in that building. Maybe he could ask his human about it. But how? He is not supposed to reveal himself. That might break the rules of Moonbow. Still.. considering that his human saw him yesterday night, he was sure that tonight his human will not sleep to see whether what he saw yesterday night was true or not. He had no other choice but to expose himself tonight. With a deep sigh, 'I hope everything goes well' he said to himself.

Ukiyo :

Banshir hall :

The meeting was going on. Vantae was so bored and was yawning, listening to all the leaders of the classes talk. The Meeting contained all the class leaders and the four knights except The Astrologer, Sigmund Liston and Rebela Riserys. Astrologer said he has some very important work so he insisted them to keep the meeting without his presence. Thus the meeting was happening without him. On the other hand Agust listened to the elders keenly and often gave his opinion to them. This was much preferred by them than uninterested Vantae. They were discussing about the coronation and all the traditions they had to do. "Well let the harvest festival be finished then we will start our traditions", said Sir Woodment, looking at everyone. Then continuing, "Then the first tradition would be honoring The Sword of Spirit and letting it make a choice". Vantae hearing this confused and looked at his father and whispered, " what does it mean?" Before his father could explain, Sir Woodment explained looking at him: " it means that The Sword of Spirit will choose the right king. The sword of spirit can only be lifted by the rightful king. If an unworthy touches it, They will burn to death by the sword. King Sillirion was the only person who handled it. Whoever touched it got burned to death. After him, it's your right to check whether you are the true king or not". Hearing it, Vantae got nervous. Burned to death? He is not ready to die at a very young age. Agust looked at his brother'sreaction. His brother was visibly scared. Agust mentally sighed knowing that his brother would never fit for ruling. He just do not know what to say that moment. So kept being silence. Lord Nissaris, gave a nervous smile and said, " well, do we really have to do it? I mean... the Astrologer said he was chosen by the universe, isn't he?" Sir Canin said to him, " if the universe chose him, the sword would too. We have to follow the tradition to avoid curses". Lord Nissaris had no other choice. He do not want curses to follow up his lineage. Sir Woodment reassured, " Don't worry, my lord. The sword will choose Vantae. We will keep this ceremony tomorrow". Tomorrow? Again Vantae's fear just peaked. "Tomorrow before the festival we will have this ceremony in the palace". Lord Nissaris cleared his throat and nodded as yes. Vantae, at that moment, wished he could disappear from there. Lord Nissaris got up from his seat and announced " well I have a happy announcment. Day after tomorrow will be Agust's engagement. All are heartily invited to join our happiness". This sudden announcement was to make Vantae little cheer up. He looked at his son, but still the fear was very visible in his face. Lord Nissaris then said, " well I think we will leave now. Vantae and Agust let us leave". And bowed to everyone and left the place with his sons. Quinn Aeirion teasingly said, " I think tomorrow someone will get burned". Others laughed with him. Sir Woodment rolled his eyes and sighed. The carriage drove back to Mansion. Vantae was in complete silent, thinking about Sir Woodment's words. What if he is not worthy? The thought did gave him chills. He would be burnt to death by the own sword. Tomorrow would be his last day. Thinking eventually about what he can do to escape this, his mind was completely blank. Its like his mind gave up on him. With devastaion in his eyes, he then looked out. As his eyes wandered through the streets, his eye quickly fell on a boy standing on the fountain, staring at the carriage, without any emotions. His stare was sharp like he was looking into his soul, cold and heartless. Vantae was little startled by him and gave a look at him like 'who is he?' Then the boy smirked like he knows something. This terrified Vantae more. 'What a creepy boy', he thought and turned his eyes off him.

"Poor him. He is going to suffer a lot. It is going to be a hard turn for him to be on the right side", murmured the boy to himself underneath the breath.

"Ah... everything is going according to plan. Need some sunlight to enter into the cracks...."