Desires Of The Heart

Chapter 13

Zackaya's POV

"What are you carrying?" I asked Rione who was carrying a box.

"It's a box Young Miss." He chirped happily.

"It's Zackaya for you. Why must you be so hard headed?" I shook my head.

"But Young Miss!"

"No buts. Now tell me, what are you carrying?"

"A box?"

"Idiot. I mean what is inside the box?" I resisted the urge to face palm.

"Oh, even I don't know what is inside the box Young Miss."

"You received a box without knowing its contents?! What if it contained a very harmful weapon?! A bomb even?!"

"A bomb? What is that Young Miss?" He tilted his head sideways.

I cursed my tongue for the slip up. Of course he wouldn't know because this is a-

Wait.

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What was that weird feeling?

I feel like that I should be saying something but forgot about it in the middle of the sentence.

I dejectedly looked down. I thought that it was going to be another breakthrough and can serve as an explanation to all the weird information in my mind.

Otome Game?

Heroine?

Capture Targets?

What are those? I remembered talking about it to Midnight once. It seems that I can't remember.

"Young Miss! Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Rione panicked. "Llousander's lessons" must have been seared into his mind.

"I'm feeling fine. Maybe I should get back upstairs." I tiredly smiled.

"But Young Miss! Uncle Claude baked you a strawberry shortcake!"

Hearing the magic word, I ran back towards him with twinkling eyes.

"Where is he? Where is he? Where is my treasure?"

"Young Miss, Uncle Claude told me to guide you towards the garden for your afternoon tea."

"I thought my cake is already here?" I pouted.

"It is at the garden waiting. Uncle Claude mentioned that butterflies are present today."

"Then what are you waiting for?! Let's go!"

"As you wish Young Miss." He bowed 45 degrees.

"It's Zackaya for you!"

<5 years later>

"Time passes by quickly huh?'' I muttered to myself as I watch the familiar scenery of our home. Onii-same rarely comes by lately because he has his hands full with his studies and the pressure of finding the perfect girl. That caused him to get depressed because he said and I quote "My dearest sister, I cannot protect you from thy wolves lurking in the shadows, you must protect yourself!" For me, it could also interpret as him finding an excuse to lay his head on my lap.

"Young Miss, your father has requested your presence in his study." Rione, who became my official butler, even if I did not know when, matured a bit throughout the years. I guess I am thankful that I did somehow have a playmate.