The Place where Dreams Fade (Book Two of the Forgotten Truths Series)

Chapter Eight: Getting to Know Her

   ~Rustic~

After the fight had ended, Hidden crawled out from underneath Her Majesty's throne. She was blushing, a lot. However, when Hidden saw the poor woman getting carried out, her face dimmed.

  "I... uh," She stuttered as she looked up at the queen.

  She bent down to reach Hidden's level of hight. A terrifying, bone-chilling smile was still on her face. Well, very terrifying for him. For that visitor-person —The visitor-person that he shipped Ken'ichi with— it didn't scare her.

  "Oh, it's alright darling girl," Edge whisper-hissed to the shaking girl. "Just don't miss it next time, or you'll be the one in the arena,"

  Rustic was surprised that The Queen didn't say anything about doing harm to who she was blushing for. Like how she did for that visitor-girl.

  Maybe it was because Hidden was blushing because she was embarrassed. Rustic couldn't really see her having a crush.

  Then, Her Majesty clapped her hands three times. She snatched Hidden's attention back to her, one again. Rustic felt to urge to go hug her. However, he felt like Wisp might not want him to do that — 'For their safety,' and stuff.

  Her Majesty continued to smile, "Oh, darling girl, could you make up for it by bringing our friends back to the throne room?"

  Hidden nodded quickly, "Yes, Your Majesty,"

  "Good," She said. "Vine should be somewhere out there. Cleaning up that savage of a family member, my beautiful arena, and my champion,"

  "Uh, mhm!" She agreed with her.

  Hidden was always awkward. Rustic didn't know why. You just had to be happy, and then others would see how happy you were, and would want that too.

  The girl took Rustic's hand, and began to lead them off. Her Majesty stopped her once again. This time, it was more for the visitor-person that he had forgotten the name of. It sounded something like Mia.

  "Myeong-Jun, you should learn from Hidden."

  "She's a quick learner. Lots of what you need — Discipline."

  The visitor shrugged. "No thank you. I didn't come here to look for a mentor."

  Rustic glanced from Hidden, who still clutched his hand tightly, back to visitor-girl-whose-name-sounded-like-Mia. She was brave. Really brave. Wisp said people like her didn't last too long here.

  He liked Wisp. As a friend — She was his, like, best friend. Always there. Nice. Happy. When things bothered either of them, they were always there for each other.

Maybe one day, him, Wisp, and Hidden would run away from this place.

That would be fun.

Also cool.

  Her Majesty's tapping was what broke him out of his daydreaming-trance-thing. Tapping was annoying to him. It itched his brain.

  Rustic's eyes darted back to the visitor, and then to Her Majesty. He was surprised at how she hadn't lost her temper yet. People like the Mia-girl didn't last too long.

  That's what Wisp had told him. Wisp was pretty reliable. Also funny — and nice.

  "Well then, why not Ken'ichi? You seem to like him a good lot," Her Majesty said.

  "He's just a random Droplet Tribe villager! Why would I like him, out of all of the people I know?" The visitor-Mia-person asked. It was hard to tell but, her cheeks were a little bit red.