CHAPTER 14 - I never fear the consequences!
*Past *
Rabanastre - Royal Palace 703 Alto Valendiano
* During Ashe's Engagement party *
Without hesitation he ran after General Ronsenburg, his heeled golden sandals flapping against the marble floors of the palace corridors. Basch had moved away to the inner gardens, not far from the party hall.
And after a brief run in which the elaborate hairstyle of the princess Ondine had melted, the girl had managed to reach the General.
Useless were the attempts to get the princess back in the room trying to be reasonable, Ondine didn't want to know.
"Majesty is better for you if you come back to the room now, and also for me ..." said Basch with a certain nervousness as he looked at the young woman with disapproval.
-You don't want this episode to create misunderstandings, so please I ask you to come back into the room.-
"The thing I don't care about, I want to know more about what you have." The young girl exclaimed decisively, very worried about what she had warned.
He wanted to know what was wrong, and he wouldn't stop until he realized the source of the General's discomfort.
-It is not the case height .- The General replied moving away from the young royal.
Basch's infinite patience reached its limits, when Ondine tried to approach him, placing her hand on his chest. The gesture caught by surprise the man who backed away there was something deeply wrong with that action.
His eyes did not stop staring at hers, that evening Undine definitely looked like another person, a person he had difficulty recognizing.
Ondine observes with vivid curiosity the expression of unease painted on the face of the General who was usually always impassive in the face of everything. She liked to watch his face and features so regular.
He loved the small, thin cut of his eyes, which fell to the bottom. Basch had very beautiful and expressive eyes according to Ondine. And the pout of his lips. That evening Basch had aroused his curiosity.
His eyes stared at those of the general, his profile was struck by the moonlight giving him an even more interesting air. Something about that man attracted her, Ondine didn't really understand what it could be, and she was determined to understand what it was.
Ondine advanced without hesitation poured the huma, which is not backward, but remained in its place observing the actions of the young princess. Basch wondered what Ondine wanted to do.
The young princess once again stared at the man's eyes, then shifted her gaze to his lips. He looked at them for a long time, focusing his attention on them.
Basch noted with curiosity how the girl looked at him, he was looking at him differently than he used to do. He paid much more attention to every detail, trying to catch every little expression of his.
That was the look with which a woman looked at the man she was interested in and vice versa.
General Ronsenburg did not dare to breathe, for the first time he had the opportunity to see in Ondine a whole new side of the girl, who until that moment had not paid any interest in the male gender.
He only wondered why it was really him, his interest, couldn't it be Dunya? - Basch thought to himself.
Vossler's son was a few years older than Rasler, and he was more or less close in age to Ondine and Ashe.
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