"When Prophecy Challenges Blood"

Chapter 8- 2000: Gaius

"She started to run toward the orcachard door, which was heavily furnished. At first glance, she grabbed her feet and slammed them against the ceramics that were positioned between the door and the book shelf. Her mouth was hanging open, her hands gripping her socks-clad feet.

The door squeaks open, revealing Gauis as the faint shadow entering became apparent.

"You should depart right away before the priesthood and royal chiefs arrive because this library is up for auction for royal purposes and only members of the royal family are permitted entry to the palace unless they are escorted by a member of the royal family. What prevented the prince from accompanying you here?

His gaze centered on Leona, who was beginning to stand up, her mermaid dress dragged and clipped on a nail, making it impossible for her to do so; her studded shoes were stuck on the floor; her hands tugged at her cloth, removing the clipped edges; her face turned brown; and she was brewing air in her mouth to keep herself from losing her equilibrium.

"Let me help you with that! As he speaks, Gauis approaches, takes a deep breath, lowers himself, protrudes his cold-brown soldier boot, which is beginning to fade, releases his hands, which are strewn with hair, and clasps Leona.

After realizing that the clipped had gone off, Leona pulled herself up, releasing adrenaline and turning her gaze elsewhere. Gauis's nostrils snapped shut to alert him that he had just inhaled a cyprinum, and he squinted to get rid of the stench. Letting go of her shrug on a book, Leona steps back a meter.
"Do not go past... this line; the prince will be here in a few minutes. If you want to enjoy your stay here, you must follow the rules of this kingdom." He bounded forward, watching Leona intently.

Gauis looks at her face, checking through her eyes, and looking past her feet.
Kr kr kr footsteps emerged, moving toward the spotlight, and as the feet got closer, Chatam emerged.

Leona lets out a moist breath, her mouth lifts and forms a dimple, her feet level out and sprint, and she holds on to Chatam while his legs remain apart, his hands rest on his waist, and his body holds on tight to prevent his feet from falling.

"What are you doing here? You should let me know the next time you visit, Leona! If you come here by yourself, you run the risk of getting hurt."He lets go of her shrug while maintaining a firm face, trashing her face, strewing her hair, cutting it past her ear, and hugging her tightly. Gauis kept his gaze steady, looking past the gaze, staring down at Leona, as his shoulder relaxed under his intense gaze and his eyes began to well up with tears. His eyes are the focal point of the action, which deepens and jumps back in time.

Flash-black

"Shoot!
The ball kept rolling away until it was abruptly caught by a hand.
Gauis appears, dropping the ball and grabbing the thrower's hand.
He strokes the next ball in line and jacks it upward, saying, "Please, help me become a servant in the palace."

Looking at him, he leaned over to balance himself behind a cabin, sat down, let his boot drop and dust the extremely level ground, and looked past him to the dimly shadowed armor that resembled guards flinging their swords at one another, the sounds of the clashing swords seeping into the air. Returning his attention, he jumped as though he had gained new strength and placed his arms on Gauis' shoulder.

"I will let you in, but only if you can watch over another location for me."

His long, nail-tipped fingers slanted across Gauis' shoulder, firmly grasping and pressing.