Chapter Two

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Most of the students think better to keep a distance with Malus, but I don't think so, honestly, he is the only boy who caught my attention. Although he only talks to his friends, Only his friends.

Unexpectedly, he's walking toward me now.
"Are you Moll Obery?" Malus said. "Ah?! Yes...I am." I said. "Good, come with me."
I made a weird face to my dear friends until now they still didn't ask me what happened on that morning.
He led me walking through the round arches of a garden which has a symbol on it.
Is that hourglass? I secretly puzzled. He holds my hand really tight.

More and more questions emerge. Why his back looks cold and lonely? Even if the flowers in this garden are beautiful, they look like they have been frozen around the cold breath of Malus, the face of these flowers looks as lonely as he is.

He stopped. there're only five centimetres between us. "Why come to garden? Do you like flowers?" I asked, "No, it's just not too many people here, and by the way, I don't like flowers, I like trees, only General Sherman trees, and not just one, like to them in a huge group, like in the forest." he answered.

"Do you know what will happen if you put a snowflake on your palm?" he asked. What exactly does he trying to do? Why did you bring me all the way to the garden to ask the question of a snowflake?

"Melted."I didn't put too much attention to his question. He laughed, but it did not last long.
"When a snowflake melts it'll freeze a tiny part of your palm then disappear without a trace, but then you'll remember that it fell on your palm before." Frozen leaves are the colour of his pupil.

Obviously, Dark Kingdom's people are dark, I know it's a bit too bright for me to be in a dark family, just like the reason that my father abandoned me.
"What do you want from me?"I asked without emotion, "Or you want to see what's Rhovanon's daughter looks like, just like most of the people do here?"

"Why do you think I'm 'good guy'?" he said calmly, "Did you overhear us?" I'm so surprised.
"Well, I just walked past the corridor" he tried to explained, "Umm...I don't mind telling you this, although every time I see you always with a grim and cold like an iceberg's face, no smile at all, once at the corridor, I saw your smile, and the bad guy does not have this kinda smile." I said the truth, His eyes flashed brighter.

"If there's nothing else then I'm going back to the lesson, see you."He didn't stop me, but I was still late for potion lesson, fortunately, Ms Smokeflower forgot to do the roll call.

I couldn't get on with my portion lesson but thinking about what had happened in the morning at the garden, damn. When I tried to focus on the lesson, it's only five minutes left, I was lucky enough so then Ms Smokeflower didn't point out my name.

After the portion lesson, it's a flying lesson, before the first term starts everyone would get selected by a broom, a unique broom that belongs to you.
"Welcome to your first flying lesson!" Professor Maquade kindly said. Jessica's broom is a dark brown ancient wood, Hila and Ginger's broom, one is dark red wooden texture, and the other os close to the yellow wood colour. My one is black wood colour, you can it's almost black carbon, we have a wonderful relationship between us.

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