"You shall be my servant!"
"Huh?!" I exclaimed.
Her eyes shone brightly. It felt like my whole being would be engulfed by her. Her long gray hair flickered.
Her face displays a sense of satisfactory as if she already beheaded the general of the opposing army she is facing.
"So, where do yo live?" She smiled.
"Wait a minute." I said as I poked her cheek with my index finger.
She just smiled at me with her cute face.
"Are you kidnapped and hit your head on a hard object?" I asked.
"What?"
"I mean, who did this to you?"
Her eyes widened as if she's confused.
Then, as if finally solving a math equation, she snapped her finger and smiled. "It was Gretzel the Witch! Gretzel told Eliza that it was necessary. In order to cross dimensions!
Her innocent smile once again gave a thump on my heart.
Dimensions? Maybe this girl and that Gretzel are playing a game? Nevermind. It is worthless thinking alone.
Okay, this is not the time for this. Breathe in.... breathe out.
"Where do you live? Should I escort you home?" I smiled.
Her smile turned into a pout. And out of nowhere, she kicked my leg while shouting 'Ultimate Attack!' which hurts so bad.
I took her home. Since I only live alone in my small apartment, the thoughts of what a girl and a guy do alone crosses my mind. But that would ne child abuse right? But she told me that she's 14. The same age as me.
I looked at her once again and all I could see is a happy girl with a rare eye color and a rare hair color. Even though her hair is gray, it somehow added the 'cuteness' parameter of hers.
"Your house.. exactly how the books describe it! Oh, oh!" She ran towarda the living room without taking her shoes off. "..is that the T.V.? I never believed that a person could fit in here!"
Truth be told, I don't know what she's saying. It's like she just climbed down from a mountain. But my inner Holmes told me that's a negative due to her white skin.
I just ignored her.
Preparing coffee for her, flashbacks of a few minutea ago was refreshed. The reason why I took her home was because I can't leave her alone. Whh didn't I just took her to the police? Because the police station is too far. I'd just take her therw tomorrow.
"I don't want to go back to Thear!" is what she said when I asked her to take her home.
Thear? Is that a country somewhere in Europe?
After filling the cup with hot water, I served her a creamy coffee.
She stared at me like some wild animal ready to protect her teritory. "Are you trying to cast a spell on Eliza? You wanna feel Eliza's wrath?"
I probably display a weird face right now.
I told her that it was coffee with cream.
Her face turned bright again. Like a bright morning star.
"Coffee? I've always wanted to taste one!" She smiled.
I asked her if it's true.
"In Thear, coffee's do not exist. It was only written in books written by John Green."
Where is this Thear?
"It is here and not here at the same time." She said as she sipped her coffee. Her face shows that she enjoyed it.
What are you saying?
She sipped her coffee again and then she told me something that at first, I thought that I won't believe. "It's one of the many alternate dimensions."
Okaaayy.... that's a bit..
"You don't believe Eliza, do you? Then let Eliza show her why she's the most powerful princess in Thear!"
Eliza stood up. She raised her right hand and her left hand grabbed her right arm. Eliza smiled at me. I couldn't smile back. She closed her eyes. Her lips moved as if saying a tounge twister really fast. Her lips were moving but I couldn't make out what she's saying. And since she's raising both of her arms and the fact that her uniform is small, I could see her stomach, which is quite sexy. Arrrg... what am I saying?
"Holy Sword, I summon Thee!!!" Eliza shouted.
Nothing happened.
"W-W-What?? Why can't I summon my sword?" She covered her flushed red face.
"Maybe because you're lying!" I teased.
"Shut up servant. Acknowledge your Master!"
And then, she sat beside me and placed her hand on her cheek.
I just remained silent and observed her.
"I remember!"
Well, that escalated quickly.
"Gretzel said that I...." Her smile turned into a frown. "..can't use my powers here."
Fair enough.
"Stupid! Are you mocking your Master?"
No.
"Geez.." Then her frown turned into a smile again. Somehow, she's easy to read. "This is all I ever wanted."
Okay...?
"What's your name?"
I smiled at her.
"I-I-It's not that Eliza wants to know or anything.. Eliza just needs to know what her servant is called...." She looked away.
Sigh... what's her problem? Is my face that disgusting? "Dean. Dean Thomson." I smiled.
"W-W-Well, now that I already know your name, I should begin the initial rights of ownership.
Eliza placed both of her hands to my cheeks. Her hands were extremely soft. Eliza closed her eyes as our foreheads met. Somehow, my heart ignited.
"Would Dean Thomson, a peasant, promise his loyaly to Princess Eliza François and never leave her even in drought, famine, torture and even death?"
This made the atmosphere quite.... different. It felt like my whole body is getting numb. Or like, floating in the air.
I closed my eyes.
"Yes."
And that's how I met Eliza.
At that point, I became her servant of sort. Truth be told, I honestly never believed that she's a Princess whatnot in some dimension called Thear. But there's something in me that wants to take care of her, no matter what it takes.
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