Obscure episode 78

OBSCURE 🏚️ 🗝️
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BY RUTHIE LEE 🌸 🌸
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CHAPTER 78
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“It is done then, I shall have a taste of this k-ss to see how powerful it is.” The crown prince announced.
“Very good your Highness, I hope that day comes when you find the maiden right for you” Rosanne beamed.
The crown prince gave her a befuddled look.
“You shall give me what I ask for Rosanne.” breathed out the crown prince.
“I will not
“What?” Rosanne’s loud voice filled the wh0le ballroom.
“Your Highness.” She called… And immediately threw herself into a floor bow. “I certainly cannot give you what you asked for.”
“What do you mean?” The crown prince snarled.

“A k-ss is somewhat sacred, you certainly cannot just give it to someone else, or make it happen between two people. I am In fact betrothed to Garam, it would be wrong to share a k-ss with you. I am deeply sorry your Highness.” Rosanne rushed her words, she couldn’t believe his Highness words. He would have learned about things like this if he had lived in Orrander all his life where he would have communicated with the majority, instead of living all alone in a tretched castle.
“Somewhat sacred.” The crown prince repeated before getting on his feet.
“Yes I cannot give you what you want.”

“And you weren’t betrothed Garam. Would it have been different?” The crown prince asked.
Rosanne looked at him.
His green eyes flickered and she looked away.
“No it wouldn’t have, your Highness, to me a k-ss is love communication and we are not in love to be crystal clear”.
Rosanne cleared her throat.

“Love communication. How do you keep mentioning things I will never understand”

“Cleary you still have a lot to learn and understand your Highness.” Rosanne shook her head…
“Just like how you have a lot to learn with your writing and reading skills.”.
“Exactly.”
Rosanne got on her feet. “Now I cannot live this way your Highness, the castle needs some cleaning and it is my duty to that, I will leave you in the ball room”
With a brief bow, Rosanne exited the ball room.
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“Rosanne is fine and is back at castle sylph with his Highness.” Zackary said to Garam who suddenly asked about Rosanne as he got into the cottage.
“Oh goodness, but how in the world did she wake up father, did the strange person you wanted me to send my letter recieve it? Did he show, did he wake Rosanne up.?” Garam rushed his words.

“I don’t think this is something I can answer Garam. For now I’m still looking for answers to all these.” Zackary sighed.
“But i-
“I want you to go home Garam.” Zackery interrupted. “Go home, take a good rest and forget about everything that just happened to Rosanne. I am going to make her stop working for the crown prince, she needs to come back home and have nothing to do with the royal family. I can’t risk my daughter’s life, if it is to evade Orrander, then so be it.” Zackary sighed.
“But father I do not under-
“Just do as I say dear Garam. It is the only way”

“Yes father.” Garam sighed.

Garam was about to walk out of the door when he stopped on his tracks and turned back to Zackary.
“Father.” He called.
Zackary turned to him.

“Rosanne and I are not on good terms. And I’m scared she might hate me. I shouldn’t have said the things I said to her.” Garam sighed.
“she doesn’t hate you and would never hate you.” Zackary sighed.
“And that is why I also want her to stop working at castle sylph, because she has less time in Orrander and less time for us. I want to apologize but she’s busy. I wish she never started working there in the first place.” Garam sighed.
“It’s all my fault, if I hadn’t… I will fix this.” Zackary nodded.
“I’ll put my faith in you then father.”
And with one last smile, Garam exited the cottage.
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Instead of going home, Garam decided to visit the des**ted and hidden river only he, Collin and Martha mostly visit.
And to his surprise getting there , he met Martha and Collin, he looked like they were having a good time in the river without him.

Seeing Martha, he suddenly recalled the conversation he had accidentally eavesdropped on Martha’s and her mother’s conversation, about being in love with him.

Martha suddenly noticed Garam and her smile faded.
Collin stopped splashing water around and paused to look at who Martha was looking at.

“Garam.” He called.
“What are you doing here.” Martha snapped.

“I came here for peace and quiet, but sadly you and Collin are here for something different” Garam replied.
Not understanding why Martha and Garam sounded off with each other. Collin stepped out of the river with a smile.
“Both of you, you wouldn’t believe what happened to me on the night of the hayest festival.” Collin tried to start a conversation

“No one cares Collin.” Garam snapped.

“I care” Martha snapped.
“Obviously.” Garam scoffed.
“Excuse me.” Martha shook her head.

“Come on, what is with the attitude, Garam, Martha, is there something wrong?” Collin asked.
“Nothing’s wrong” Garam stated.
“Actually something is wrong.” Martha spoke up, moving her w-t hair behind her ears.

“What happened?”
“I do not understand why Garam is giving me cold shoulders” Martha started. “But I do know that earlier, he was eavesdropping on my mother and I”
“I never eavesdrop, it was an accident.” Garam snarled.
“and he heard me talk about being in love with him” Martha swallowed.
“What?” Collin was beyond shocked. “You are in love with Garam.?”
“I am indeed in love with Garam.” Martha repeated bodly.
Garam swallowed.

“That… That” Collin was speechless.

Martha glared at Garam. “I never wish you finding out, but you already know, so there is no damage. I mean Rosanne already knows.”.

“Wait.” Garam paused. “You told Rosanne?”

“I did.”

“Why in the world would you. Did you think you were going to get anything by telling her. You telling her will never change the way I feel about Martha, I will never feel the same way you feel about me.” Garam snapped.
“I wish you never would. You’re such a joke. I bet you feel all high and mighty now” Martha snapped.

“You bet I do. And I don’t think any lad will feel that way towards you here in Orrander. Just so you know.” And with that last hurtful words Garam walked away, leaving Martha in tears.
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T. B. C
I will be rounding the story soon. I’m tired jare.