Obscure episode 59
OBSCURE 🏚️ 🗝️
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BY RUTHIE LEE 🌸 🌸
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CHAPTER 59
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“Orrander is surely one of the best village I have been to” Princess Arya smiled at Martha.
“Well we do get that a lot. Thank you.” Martha bowed.
“Do not bow. Be casual with me.” Arya suggested. “You’ve been calling me princess Arya all night ever since you found out I am the princess of Greenore and it feels a little distant, please, just call me Arya, it gives me this closeness to you” Arya smiled.
“Very well then, as you wish Arya” Martha smiled.
“How old are you?” Arya asked after a short moment of silence.
“Seventeen”
“I am Eighteen.” Arya smiled. “That doesn’t give you the right to use honorifics with me.”
“Understood”. Martha nodded.
Garam suddenly stepped in front of Martha startling the two girls.
“Martha.” Garam called breathing heavily. “Have you by any chance seen Rosanne.?”
“Rosanne? No. I haven’t all evening.” Martha replied.
“Dammit!” Garam cursed.
“is there something wrong?” Martha asked.
“I said some things I shouldn’t have said to her and she got really mad and left the cottage and I have been looking for her all evening. I feel really stupid I… Ugh..” Garam sighed.
“It’s okay, she will be back, I guarantee. You’re both betrothed and perfect for each other, no matter how much you both bicker, you’ll both come around when it’s with you two” Martha forced a smile.
“You don’t understand” Garam scoffed. “Sadly there’s another person in the picture.” And with an angry expression, he walked away.
Martha watched him go and for a moment she felt like opening her palm and catching him close. Never letting him go.
“Sadly your friend never noticed me. I wonder if my dress makes me invisible.” Arya joked.
“I am so sorry your Highness.” Martha shook her head.
“it’s okay” Arya smiled.
“So… This friend of yours… His name?”
“Garam.” Martha replied.
“Ah, Garam what a pleasant name, and this Garam is betrothed to Rosanne, the maiden we had a feast with, who is also your friend?”
“Yes, you’re correct” Martha smiled.
“And you like Garam?” Arya breathed the words out startling Martha.
“How-how did you kn-
“You were exorbitantly obvious, I certainly could tell.” Arya giggled.
“Silly me.” Martha laughed nervously.
“Speaking to him, you had this sunshine in your eyes and this feelings you held that you felt like you should speak off and when he left, you looked like you could cry a river watching him go.” Arya expounded.
“Sweet mother of Orrander, I was being unduly obvious. Please let this stay between us, no one knows about this yet, just you and my mother, I am surprised you noticed.” Martha said with pleading eyes.
“This will surely stay between us.” Ayra smiled.
“But I am a fool, aren’t I.” Martha scoffed. “I am in love with another betrothed.”
“You’re not a fool Martha” said Arya, placing a hand on Martha’s shoulder. “We cannot force love, and let me let you out on a secret of mine, there is a boy named Browns in Greenore whom I am in love with, deadly in love with, but I am afraid to voice out how I feel because Browns is a commoner and my mother would sew my head to a splinter if I voice out my feelings, she wants to fall in love with royalty, you see not everything we want goes as planned.” Arya titled her head with a sad smile.
“You’re right.” Martha nodded. “I am in love with Garam, and I scold myself for it everyday and I am jealous of Rosanne because every body wants her and not me, I am trying to be a better version of me to be liked, but it’s not working.”
“Do not try to change who you are for someone else. Someone who loves you for you will come around, trust me.” Arya smiled.
“Have you seen me?” Martha laughed.
“Martha.”
“I hærdly put on a dress and never wear my hair like this, I am a tomboy and I really want to change that part of me but it’s so hærd to be who you’re not. I hate myself.” Martha yelled.
“You do not. Please tell me you’re not saying all this because of that Garam?” Arya was pissed.
“I am okay. I want to change so much about me because of him.”
“And is he going to notice you after that? Is he going to see you after that? Is he going to fall in love with you? No he will always go for Rosanne. Do not change who you are.” Arya replied sternly.
A sudden loud bell could be heard around the wh0le village, taking everyone’s attention.
“A bell?” Arya was confused.
“it’s time for the lanterns lit up.” Martha replied. “We have to go to the front of the castle for this. My mother warned me beforehand. No one should be late” Martha stated and started to walk away before Arya trailed behind her.
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“Your Highness, it’s time to lit up the lanterns, we have to go back to the castle.” Rosanne said to his Highness as they both stood under a tree near a small riverside.
The crown prince said nothing and watch the moon create beams on the waters, he was enjoying his exploration so far.
“Your Highness…” Rosanne called again. “The lantern will be lit soon we have to go back to the castle. And of course no one know you fled the castle with me, I might get in trouble.
“I strangely find comfort staring at this river. I do not want to leave.” Said the crown prince. His dashing eye lashes clashing together as he blinked at a water moon tide.
“You’re out for the first time and do not want to leave. Do you want my head hanged?” Rosanne sighed.
“Nobody will lay a finger on you.” said the crown prince sternly.
“Then we should leave.” Rosanne swallowed.
“We should not. I say when we go” The crown prince stated.
“Fine then.” Rosanne sighed, sitting on the green grass and staring at the river in front of them.
And strangely the crown prince asked. “To your own understanding what do you think love is.”.
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T. B. C
BY RUTHIE LEE 🌸 🌸