Desires Of The Heart

Chapter 6

Zackaya's POV

The following days had rather been busy for me. I snuck out to gather materials the day after I promised him.

When I finished it four days later, I made myself a dress too. It would have been finished earlier if I didn't sleep most of time, but I guess that's me.

It's time for Onii-sama to come to age, and I plan to be there to watch. With a disguise of course.

"Zackaya~"

He's here. I scrambled to hide the dress in a hidden compartment by the window and straightened myself up.

"Zackaya~" He opened the door and walked towards me.

"How are you?" He asked.

"Everything's fine."

"What's this?" He grabbed a book by the bed reading out it's cover.

"Geometry?"

"Mm~"

"Do you even understand the contents of this book?"

"How rude!" I stuck my tongue out to him.

He chuckled quietly.

"You're too smart for your own good."

"Hm?" I asked as he looked depressed for a moment.

"Never mind. Aren't you sleepy? You've  becoming more awake these days."

"Is that a joke?" When I said that, a tiny yawn escaped my lips.

"See?" He chuckled. Onii-sama led me to my bed and made me lie down with my head on his lap. He stroke my hair softly as I gently started to fall asleep.

~•~
Party

I gave Onii-sama his outfit just this morning. It was the day of his birthday and he looked quite pleased. It was navy blue suit with gold linings here and there.

He looked good on it actually.

The party will start after the sun sets and I'll be more likely sleepy by the party, so to combat it, I slept almost a whole day.

I woke up before the sun sets, and took a bath. After that, I tidied my hair into a messy bun leaving a bit of my hair on the side of my face.

I wore the dress that I sewn. It was a navy blue, knee length dress that reaches until my elbows with laces in it.  It was not frilly, but it was not also plain.
Completing the look was black boots that reached my knees.

It was perfect. Getting my navy blue mask, with black swirls, I wore it and sneakily headed to the party unnoticed by the servants through a passageway by the library.

As I entered the ballroom, many people were chattering about how handsome and talented Onii-sama was. It's true and I would not refute that.

The ballroom was decorated by white decorations, making up a white ball. Almost every guest was wearing white, and I guess I could be called an oddball.

"Did you see Llousander? He was very handsome in his dashing white suit."

"Like a knight in shining armor."

"The way his icy blue eyes makes you freeze in place."

"A girl's dream man."

Well, as his sister, I'm proud of him. He may not have visited me for the recent 7 years, but because of his efforts in bridging the gap between us, I slowly began to appreciate him and look up to him.

"Calling the attention of everyone. May I present, the celebrant, Llousander Zefner Walxt."

He came out of the door wearing the suit I had sewn for him. He looks smart in those clothes and his black mask with white swirls complemented his appearance.

He walked elegantly. His tutor must have pressured him for training lessons this past few days. I would have mistaken him as a prince If I don't know him in the first place.

He walks towards the stage in the center of the room, and with a loud voice said.

"I greet you all a pleasant evening. My name is Llousander Zefner Walxt, and I am glad that you attended this humble party of mine. Without further ado, l proclaim the party to begin!"

Applause can be heard everywhere as he finished his speech. He was then swarmed by a lot of people, congratulating him for his recent birthday.

I could see girls fawning over him with dreamy eyes. I could see Prince Demetrix, the boy I saw in the park, looking everywhere with uninterested eyes especially to daughters of the nobles.

Damn, I'm getting sleepy.

"May I ask for a dance?" A boy with blue hair then appeared before me with green eyes sparkling.

"I'm sorry but I don't dance." I replied curtly.

"Then may I ask on why you wear the same color as the celebrant have? Everyone expected him to wear white, and it was said that due to a last minute decision that he wore navy blue. Isn't that too much of a coincidence?" He asked with a smile playing on his face.

"A mere guess, if I say so myself."

"A lady with a few words. If I were you, I would stop pursuing this man. He is a man with a cold heart. He may be handsome, smart or talented but he never fancies anyone. Much less someone like you."

"Are you insulting or giving an advice?"

"It depends on what you may think." He walked away.

Damn, my eyelids are getting sleepy.

I went to the banquet table and grabbed a chocolate cake.

This could make me energetic, I guess.

"It's time for the celebrant his first dance, who are you going to choose Sir Llousander?"

He then walked towards me. So my identity already has been found out huh.

"May I ask for a dance milady?" His eyes sparkled with mischief.

"You do know that I don't dance."

"But this is the first time I see you, how could I know that you don't dance?"

"You do understand that I'm sleepy right?"

"Maybe yes, maybe no."