HAZEL IN CASTOR'S LAND

HAZEL IN CASTOR'S LAND
Looking for Hazel


The whirlwind brought Alaric to a room, there was a dony book lying on the table, Alaric was surprised by the circumstances around him, there was a woman talking to a man in the room. Alaric, who was not caught, rushed out of the room through the window. He ran away from the yard.


"This is where, I have to go maybe, I will be considered a robber" he muttered as he ran out of the courtyard of the house.


Alaric walk on the side of the road, with a style of clothing that nuanced European empire, Alaric certainly became the center of attention of the people he passed at that time.


"It turns out that Hazel's world is different from mine, that's old clothes, isn't it?" Alaric wondered in his heart. He was astonished to see people wearing different clothes from the land of Castor.


Alaric was even surprised by some vehicles, such as cars scattered on the streets, in Castor Country, their vehicles were only horses and stretchers, rakaat and any modern transportation that he recognized at that time.


Alaric became the center of attention because of his good looks, because he did not know where Hazel was, Alaric took the initiative to ask an old Grandma who was sitting on a park bench at that time.


"Excuse me, ma'am, do you recognize Hazel? he's a hero from Castor, a beautiful face and long hair" asked Alaric.


The Grandma just quietly furrowed her brows, she looked at Alaric from top to toe.


"Who are you from which country? have you been on stage?" the grandmother asked back.


Alaric was silent, he looked at the way he dressed, certainly seen strange by people in the world Hazel.


"Then, give me a man-like shirt over there" Alaric pointed to the gathering of men who were relaxing.


Grandma felt something different from the man before her. He felt pity to see Alaric wandering around with such a look.


"Come with me, you'll be considered a lunatic if you ask me that question" said the Grandmother.


Alaric followed Grandma, they got into a taxi, drove at high speed, Alaric was scared, he even sometimes screamed when the car braked suddenly.


"This what? I want to go down" he said.


"You should get used to it, just shut up and hold on tight" said the Grandma.


The taxi driver turned his head, "Where did you get this cowardly handsome guy from? is this your first time taking a taxi?" the taxi driver was upset.


The Grandma ignored the taxi driver's question, she asked to be delivered to her house immediately. Arriving at the mansion, the Grandmother asked Alaric to bring her things into the house.


"Taroh over there, and drink this tea" said the Grandma. He gave her the warm tea he made to drink with Alaric.


The grandmother asked Alaric to go into the room upstairs.


"Get in that room, the room of my former granddaughter who died a year ago, you can wear her clothes" said the Grandma.


Alaric went into the room, while the Grandmother went to her greenhouse to check on the plants that accompanied her busy life. When he entered the room, Alaric


surprised because there are many photos of the late Grandmother's grandson.


"It turns out true, Grandma has a grandchild but she's gone" Alaric looked at pictures of men her age.


After taking a bath and changing clothes, Alaric looked for the whereabouts of the Grandmother, seeing the elderly woman busy in her greenhouse, Alaric approached her offering help. When he saw Alaric wearing his granddaughter's clothes, he smiled, as if his granddaughter was close to him at the time.


"Do you live alone in this house?"


The Grandma chose to sit down, adjusting her breath that was panting because she was tired of cleaning the dry leaves.


"When my granddaughter dies, I've been living alone, I don't have close family anymore, you seem like a stranger, what are you looking for here?"


Alaric sat down next to Grandma, remembering Hazel's face which made her determined to leave Castor.


"I'm looking for my fiancee, she's a beautiful girl, and she's called Hazel.."


The Grandma nodded her head, it was a matter of the heart that was missing with her lover, the inner Grandma.


"You must love him very much" said the Grandma.


"Of course, I even left my kingdom to look for her right now, that's proof of love, isn't it Grandma?"


The Grandma smiled, Alaric called her Grandma, reminding her of her late granddaughter.


"As long as you look for it, you can stay here with me, consider me your Grandma" said Is the Grandma happily. He felt Alaric's presence was treating his longing with his Grandson.


"Thank you, Grandma. Who should I call you Grandma?"


"Grandma Grace, I'm Grandma Grace.."


Alaric did not care about his peerage in Castor Country, he kissed Grandma Grace's hand sincerely. He promised to take care of Grandma Grace and look after her.


"Say my mother, wherever you are, if you're well-meaning, you'll meet good people" said Alaric, who recalls the Queen of Florida's advice.


"Your mother must be a wise Queen" said Grandma Grace.


Alaric doesn't know what to start from looking for Hazel, he doesn't even know the right way and way of life in London. While Grandma Grace guessed Alaric's worries.


"I can help you, just calm down.You'll meet your fiance," said Grandma Grace dispelling Alaric's uneasiness.


"But how did you get here? how's it?" ask Grandma Grace curiously.


Alaric had just realized that there was a house where he came out of a fairy tale book, he remembered there was a fairy tale book there also in the house. In Alaric's mind, who owned the book, why should he be stranded in a dirty and narrow room with the fairy tale? who owner? is the owner of the fairy tale book related to Castor Country? A glimpse of Alaric's inner question forced him to seek answers.


"Forgot your problem, let's eat, I'll make you a good meal today" Grace said.


Alaric saw that there was a big TV in Grandma Grace's living room. He saw the beauty and splendor of the City of London, beautiful women and some other clubbing places. Alaric had thought, whether Hazel too often to such a place, whether Hazel still remembered him or loved him.


"Is the world wide?" alaric asked Grandma Grace who was arranging the food at the table.


"Very large, even you need a plane to move around, to another country, there are billions of people in this world," obviously Granny Grace was tireless to explain the things Alaric wanted to know.