Desire |✔️

Prologue

Somewhere in Roxanville...

Minerva Agustin:

As the soft breeze kissed my face I smiled at the beautiful view of the small waterfall which isn't not that far away from our village.
Our village was not over populated, just had about fifty or so families.

But there was peace. Something that could hardly be found in big cities nowadays.

"Hurry up Caleb! We must go back before it gets dark. Or else you know mother's anger." I said to my elder brother Caleb, who out of nowhere had an idea to paint a portrait of his sister near the waterfall in the woods.

I already regret agreeing to this idea since I had stand in the same pose for long. It feels like hours and I grew so frustrated.

"Are you done?"

"Nope." he answered without looking at me. He looked so engrossed in his work.

My brother Caleb Agustin is two years elder than me, being nineteen years old. He had a strong passion for arts. He loved sketching and painting since as long as I can remember. When father brought him sketch pencils and paints on his tenth birthday, he was happy to say the least.
He would go around the town in search for a good view to colour up his imagination with. And unleashed his talent on his canvas.

Soon everyone in our village found out about my brother's skills. Some were happy and praised him, some were jealous of his talent and gave nasty comments on his work.

But he never cared what people said about him anyways. He was just too busy discovering and challenging himself. And that is what I love about him.

"Then when will you be done?" I asked getting restless. I felt like I was standing in the same position for hours now and I couldn't any further. I was starving!

"Patience sister, patience." He said calmly. That made me want to punch him in the face.

"That's it I'm done! I'm going home." I started walking away.

" Wait!" He rushed towards me.

"Nope. I'm done. This is so tiring, never thought just standing still and doing nothing could be this agonising."

"Okay. I've completed the sketch anyways and just have to start painting it up. It'll be finished in a day or two."

"I can't wait to see it once it's complete. You better make me beautiful and not like your drawing of that monster you made me into." I said with a playful frown as I thought of the time when his eight year old self drew me into a monster as a revenge of when I ate his share of cookies.

" You deserved it. You ate my cookies, nobody eats my cookies." He said laughing. I rolled my eyes.Then he said " Anyways, jokes apart. I don't need to make you beautiful sister you are that already."

And smiled at that. He can be very sweet sometimes.

"Anyhow. Tell me what gifts will Mr. Patrick send to the Kingdom of Mayana?"

"I will visit him tomorrow. He said that there are a lot and I mean a lot of gifts that will be shipped."

Mr. Patrick was often assigned to transport various goods and valuables among the kingdoms and he owned many ships which moved on the waters.