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MEZULI WOKE UP feeling lightheaded. With a little headache, memories come flashing in my head.
Alright, here we go again...
I have been looking for the Crown Prince for more than a year. I fought a dark creature who turns out to be prinsipe Ul. I had a hard time fighting him, but I manage to make him remember though in the end, before I passed out, he stabbed me with---
Shit.
Mula sa pagkakahawak ng ulo na nananakit ay napahawak ako sa aking tiyan to check my stab wound. However, I did not feel pain. Napakunot ako ng noo. Hindi ako nakuntento sa pagkapa sa sarili at itinaas ako ang duguan na damit upang makita ang sugat.
But there's no wound nor any scar as a sign that I was almost slashed into half.
"So, I'm not dead, huh?"
I got lucky again.
I am alive must be because the prince spared me---
Natigilan ako sa pagkapa ng aking tiyan ng mahagip ng aking mata ang isang pamilyar na bulto ng katawan. Nakaaupo ito sa aking harapan, dalawang metro ang layo mula sa akin at tahimik na nagmamasid.
I felt my cheeks getting hot from the embarrassment.
Seriously, Mezul? What has gotten into your head?
At talagang muntik na akong maghubad sa harap niya, huh? I should've checked my surroundings first before I focused on my body! That's a must!
Our eyes suddenly locked to each other... His eyes might be burning red in color, but they look tired and empty. I can sense that he is still not completely okay. Despite the burning color, something is telling me that the coldness of his gaze cannot be erased.
"Sir Del...?" I said and blinked. "Prinsipe Ul?" Pagtatama ko sa sarili.
There's only one guy.
He is sitting on a log, topless with half of his body marked with ink, holding a stick and scribbling patterns on the ground. Sa tabi ng kanyang paa ay may bakas ng abo na para bang meron itong sinunong. Bahagya din na nakababa ang ulo niya ngunit nakatingin sa akin. His hair is back on being black with a touch of red and it looks like it was cut short just now.
The trace of ashes must be his hair that he burnt. Naalala ko tuloy bigla iyong unang beses na nagkita kami. I was trapped in a cell inside of a dark chamber. He left me with an unexplainable impression with his waist-length hair then but him having a short hair now hits different. His short hair made him look like a totally different person. At kahit saan angulo ko siya tignan, si Sir Del ang nakikita ko.
Not the easy-going and friendly face that Sir Del shows to the Averian University's students. I know for a fact now that that was only a facade and the face, he showed me in that dream was the real one that came first into my mind.
I should not let my guard down.
"You're awake..."
Tumayo ito at naglakad papunta sa kung saan na para bang may kukunin. Sinundan ko ito ng tingin, hindi makapaniwala. All of a sudden, my headache was gone just by the mere sight of him.
Prinsipe Ul has gotten taller. Not as tall and as bulky of that monster I tried fighting.
He looks more mature that I mistake him for Sir Del... They look exactly the same now but... my fast-beating heart is the evidence that I am looking at the right person. This familiar rhythm... My heart is telling me that he is my mate. It's prinsipe Ul. It's peculiar...
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Averian University: The Bounded Hell Keepers
FantasíaPhantom. Mezul Castron grew up always being called by that name. In the Crimson World, it is a term that is being used to identify a person who is ugly or unpleasant. All her life, Mezul did not really mind being called one. Not until she trespassed...