⇻ I have always loved the moonlight it wasn't something new but for some reason that night the moon made me feel calmer and more relaxed than usual. It kind of made me feel like I was... home.⇺
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Date: July 25th 1915
"I would like to go to the market to buy new brushes and canvases." Princess Isabella said as she stood up from her chair. I took out my pocket watch and looked at the time. "Princess I think you didn't notice how late it is. The clock is about to strike at 12." I told her as I was confused because I didn't know why would she ask for supplies this late. "I feel like painting at this moment also I want to get some fresh air to clear my mind." She grabbed her cape that was on the chair, she wore it then I stood up because I knew I had no word in this situation.
We walked out of the palace towards the back gate. I noticed that it was locked and there were no guards there. She pulled a key out of her pocket and unlocked the door. As we walked out I asked her "I'm guessing this isn't your first time leaving the palace this late?" "It's not my first and it's certainly not my last." She giggled. We made our way towards the market. People were still awake staying up at night to enjoy the summer breeze as they were enjoying each other's company.
"That's very stunning." Princess Isabella said with amazement. I looked at her and saw that her head was raised slightly as her eyes were looking at something. I noticed how big her smile was when she was looking at the green emerald moon. "I agree with you my princess. It's very stunning." I said as a small smile formed on my lips. It was truly beautiful and breathtaking. I have always loved the moonlight it wasn't something new but for some reason that night the moon made me feel calmer and more relaxed than usual. It kind of made me feel like I was... home.
"I love going out during the night, no one knows me, the summer breeze is delightful, people are cheerful, kids are running around happily. The atmosphere itself is wonderful, am I right?" She asked me as she was smiling brightly. "It is." I answered as we were still walking through the market. "How did you learn art?" She asked me out of the blue maybe just to break the silence not out of curiosity. "No one taught me I just kept copying what I saw on paper and kept practicing everyday for a few hours. Little by little I got better, till this day I'm stilling learning." I answered. "Still learning? I think you have already mastered art." She said smiling as always. "You need to learn something. You'll never have enough knowledge or master anything because art keeps developing." I told her.
She nodded her head. "Did you start art when you were still in the orphanage or after you ran away?" She asked which caught me off guard. "A year before I ran away so I was about 13 when I started." I answered her. "I guess you did your research before letting a stranger into your house." I said. "I told you that I've been a fan of you for years so it makes sense for me to know everything about you." She said smiling as always. "Why don't you tell me a little bit about you since you know almost everything about me?" I asked. I was proud of myself because I had the perfect timing. I was going to know more information about her and possibly about her family so I can tell Yoongi. I found this great opportunity and I wasn't going to let it slip out of my hands.
"What would you like to know?" She asked as she stopped in front of an art store looking at the things they had placed in front of their store on a table. "How come no one knows how you look like? Why don't you attend royal ceremonies and parties? Why are you hiding you're identity?" I shot a question after the other. "It's because my family want to protect me so no one can harm me. When I become queen my identity will be revealed. They also want me to leave the palace without being scared that someone might hurt me." She answered as she grabbed the brush and played with it in between her fingers.
"I think I like this painting brush I can have a firm grip on it." She said smiling. I took it out of her hand gently and said "Look at how harsh the bristles look like imagine touching it?" I touched it then added "Oh that's not a pleasant feeling, imagine brushing that against your precious canvas? Also you're not supposed to put too much pressure on the brush because your painting will look dull and emotionless. You have to hold the brush as if it's as light as a feather. Princess, your strokes should be soft and gentle most importantly you should do it with love if you want your emotions to reflect on your painting." I explained then put the brush back down in it's place.
I picked up another brush and gave it to her as a smile formed on my mouth. "Look how beautiful this one is. It's bristles are soft and the brush is light so it'll make it easier for you to paint." I handed it to her. "I'll take this one." She said smiling as she told the vendor.
"Princess, I think we should get going before anyone wakes up. We'll come back another time." I told her after I looked at my pocket watch and saw that it read 3:12 a.m. She nodded her head and we made our way back to the palace. I remember thinking to myself at that moment 'It's not too bad spending time with her.'
