Not His Lady_ Nanoua Series《1》

Chapter Two: Escape Land

*A few days after the incident.
*Heartking Castle, King Chamber.

An Escape Land?

A place I could freely release my powers.

Is that even possible...
     

     Little Averen wondered to her self tracing small fingers over King Dimitry's massive sword. Enjoying the beautiful black carved scribbles of a weird ancient language. Admiring it as it's a peace of art in hand.

I can grow plants like the forest giants.

And... summon streams like the water pixies.

Usually, light shifts in my hands like mirrors.

Oh, and air as well! How else can someone breath?

Wait.. is it possible to make breathable water? That would be Awesome!!

     
     Throughout mid-sketching her plans, King Dimitry crashed in throwing the door of his chamber off it's hinges shattering half way cross the room. Raging with madness for some reason. His child jumped open her long wings knocking the sword away. Frightened, she loses control over her powers accidently scattering daisy flowers every where! They literally grew out of nothing but thin air from her palms.

Father!!

He's gonna ground me for sneaking in!

     Upon laying his dreadful black eyes ready to kill on the flourishing floor of daisies, his gaze softened at the sight of his little girl looking up at him wide eyes. Averen stood up hyperventilating trying to collect the mess she just created all over the room.

Daddy isn't happy.

I just asked for a death wish!
    

     The king knelt down looking an anxious daughter holding back a mysterious smirk. A daisy dancing happily on his palm.

"Daisies?" Father questioned me moving a few steps closer.

"They are mommy's favorite..." I slightly smiled merely explaining my sudden outburst of flowers to the weirded look on his face. Wich by now a normal person would have made a run for it cause of its fearce aura.

     His warming smile finally revealed it self. Placing a hand over mine gently caressing the light frost like paterns that rarely show on my palms, "Is that so? Well if they are mommy's favorite, we should keep them!"

     The once mad king miraculously transformed into a loving father. His hair fell loos from its tie reaching the hips, now shimmering in a deep violet moving melodically similar to his blossom's purely white glorious hair.

Hhhh, I love father's hair.

It tickles me! So playful, just like mine!

Having weird hair that actually feels and expresses it self is fun.

As if it has its own personality that fits ours!

     
     Loud tantrum foot steps slammed the door open after father had just installed them to place. King Charles stormed blindly inside growling, "Dimitry Stephan Heartking, You Better Explai... what the??"

     The man froze in place speachless staring at a chaotic duo playing cushions on the floor, flowers roaming all around them, and laughing whole heartedly excited to surprise their queen with a nice bouquet of her favorite flowers.