
Birds sing sweetly with their horns. A bright morning was welcomed after the Earth cried one night
full-fledged. The ground is still wet, even with leaves. Although the sun also wiped away the cries of the Earth, the cold temperature could not be dismissed just like that. Nevertheless, Humans, magical beings, animals, and plants are one-hearted about one thing; today is a different day than yesterday. Therefore, welcome the day with enthusiasm and a big smile.
When the world is welcoming the day with a smile, life, and new hope, meanwhile Zeeta, somewhere that he has not visited for a long time the world is like endless and has light grains like fireflies with transparent pink sky—so met with his ancestors.
The ancestors were Clarissa, Velvet, and two people whom he had never met in person, but he knew from a memory with the power of Rune. All ancestors it—in each one of their ears—there is a moon earring. Although Clarissa was with them, her form remained what Zeeta had seen, a woman with long purple hair almost to the ankles.
“It's nice to meet you, oh My Ancestors,” greet Zeeta smiling and saluting ala nobility.
“Yes, we are happy to meet you,” replies Clarissa, representing her daughters.
“Greetings, our twenty-first descendant, Zeeta. My name is Iris,” greet one of the two ancestors that Zeeta recently saw in this “world of fireflies”. “I think I should introduce myself because maybe this is the first time you've seen me,”.
In line with Iris, the red-haired lady beside her also did. “I will also introduce myself. My name is Roze.”
“It is a great honor for me to meet you, Mrs Iris, Mrs Roze. I'm sure this is the first time we met, but actually I've seen you guys,” Zeeta replied, “it looks like this will be different from what I usually see. Lastly, was when Sister Velvet ignored me about Mary six and a half years ago.”
“Huh?! SIS, you say?!” Iris and Roze compactly glared at Velvet with "death glare". Velvet could only silently break out in cold sweat and laugh softly.
“Yes, that's right,” replied Clarissa, “because this will be our last meeting.”
Zeeta looks moody while answering, “So, yes..”.
The four ancestors stared at each other. They don't think they'll react.
“Honestly,” said Zeeta, “I always felt you were the one who always pushed me to become Aurora
which can protect—not destroy. Since I had exchanged words with Clarissa and Sister Velvet, I knew I wanted to apply this supernatural power.
“Although I have only met Madam Iris and Roze now, but after looking from Mary's memory, I realize that your courage is far above mine.
"I have great respect and much help. Although there is a distance of two hundred and fifties years we can meet through the power of the Moon like this, I am very happy and happy to have ancestors like you!”
The four ancestors replied to Zeeta with warm smiles. Roze then stepped forward and patted Zeeta on the head. “We are proud of your descent!” he threw a smile five
his finger. “You've been through a lot since you were eight and now you're fourteen. What you've been through is definitely heavier than anything we've ever experienced at that age.
“However, your journey is not over. This is your story, where you are the main player. Live proudly, no matter what worldview you have!
“Since the beginning, magic is a two-bladed weapon.
“One-sided, he is so sharp that he can protect what you want to protect, on the other hand, he is very blunt to protect you from the sight of others.
“You may no longer need to listen to the lectures of the dead, but I want you to live proudly, just as I am proud of myself, who is the daughter of her sister who is a wanderer, Clarissa Aurora!”
Iris followed Roze's steps, then she clutched Zeeta's shoulders, forcing him to exchange views. “No need to always be tough, Zeeta! Humans are weak and fragile creatures. Whenever you can cry, lament fate, or dislike something— even hate yourself.
“BUT!
“Only that extent, do you hear me?
“Man always steps forward. Whatever waves hit them, humans will always try to wade through them.
“Zeeta, as Roze said, this is your story. If you want to stop and give up everything you have to take, then there's no problem, because you're just a human being. It's just, your destiny says you're a very powerful witch.
“Forward or stop, you're the one who determined it!”
After that Velvet advanced, directly clutching it tightly. “I just want to say one thing to you.
"Thank you!
"I'm so grateful for everything you've done for Mary.”
Zeeta realizes Velvet is shedding tears. He then returned his embrace. “Uhm. You're welcome, Brother Velvet.”
The three sisters then withdrew, replaced by Clarissa. “Because his farewell is over, I will answer your doubts after knowing many facts of this magical world from Ozy and Elf, before we completely part ways.
“You doubt the existence of lost magic and history that says that I mentioned that my brother made the world as clean as it is now, right?”
“No. I have no doubt." Zeeta shakes her head. "Just .. I want to know the truth. You may also know what I've been through thanks to earrings this month, but....
“I saw Aurora first—no, first man, how he can get magic. I'm guessing that the reason ‘hilapnya’ magic has something to do with him. But, instead of guessing, I want to know from you straight away, Clarissa. Allow me!
“Because .. I'm sure it will also help myself in the future to decide on that.”
Clarissa looked straight at Zeeta, then nodded. “Good.”
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The ceiling with chandeliers welcomes the view of Zeeta. He then realized he was on a queen size mattress complete with pillows and bolsters are very soft, also a blanket that does not let himself cold over the temperature that still feels cold after a night of rain.
“Eh..?” himself dazed. No wonder, he only remembered himself falling sprawled after parting ways with Marianna. Looking right and left, also with the quality of his mattress, he guessed he must be in the palace.
Then Zeeta uncovers the blanket, sits down, and looks at her hands. No more shaking, no more pain in the left shoulder. In fact, the plants he was wearing were no longer in place. “Even though I just fell asleep one day, why
can everything be lost?” that's how Zeeta was made to astonish. Not only that, Zeeta felt the atmosphere was too quiet, so she decided to get off the mattress and examine it from the window.
Bummer....
Not only that felt by the Twenty-First Princess, but also astonished.
He believes his fight with Marianna which he clearly realized had destroyed many parts around the kingdom of—, especially because of her magic. However, the destruction he believed had occurred, did not leave any traces. In fact, the kingdom looked beautiful, serene, and peaceful as usual.
What happened in one day?
He decided to go out and confirm it directly. She replaced the pajamas she wore with simple dresses through her magic. Blue lines the shoulders to the chest, while the bottom of the chest to the eyes of the feet is white. After that, he tied one of his hair, then styled his bangs. Finally, he wears white sandals.
After believing his appearance was appropriate, he then stepped foot closer to the door, but....
“Where do you think you're going?” a voice stopped his steps.
Zeeta looked at the source of the voice, which was to his left. “Eh...? The luna? Since when?” he finds Luna in her fox mode.
“Newly. I feel like you've come to your senses after a week,” Luna replied.
“SA-ONE WEEK?!”
“What? You feel like you've only been one day?”
“Ya-yah... there you go..” Zeeta threw away her sight.
“No wonder. Your mana is very thin once you finish your fight with Marianna.”
“Oh..., it's worth it..”.
“Basic, even if you are my container, that reckless has a limit, you know!
“Do you know how anxious I was when you activated Catastrophe Seal?!”
“Well, the result is worth the struggle, so do not be over-thought, dong, Luna. Importantly, I survived, you survived, yes ‘kan? Hehe...”.
Luna wanted to scold Zeeta, but she kept it off. “Haaah.. I guess this time I'll let it.”.
“Yeeey, thank you, Luna!” Zeeda threw her sweet smile.
“Sit!
“I'll tell you what happened after you passed out!”
‘kruyuuukkk’
Hunger says something else.
“Hehehe, forgive me.” Zeeta scratched her non-itchy head.
“No wonder.” Luna jumped over Zeeta's head. “I'll tell it while walking. What do you want to do? Dimasaki or cooking?”
“Huhuhum... do you have to ask?”
“Hahaha, as expected.”
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During Zeeta's journey to the palace kitchen, he met some servants and palace guards and required him to say a broken two to them, so it disrupts Luna's plan to tell Zeeta what has been going on for the past week.
“If I knew it would be this crowded, I shouldn't have taken you to the palace, but to Arthur!” babble Luna.
“Moh... just relax! I'm not going to do anything but eat. You can tell it after that.” Zeeta can only smile.
“Alright, alright.”
There were no servants and palace guards who greeted Zeeta without a smile and high respect. But as always, Zeeta doesn't want to be treated that way. It actually makes the respect of them higher —though they still do what Zeeta asks; without special treatment and help when she needs it, because in this palace, according to him, he said, all are families who take care of each other.
For the little incident that began with the greeting, the rumor about Zeeta's broad heart spread so quickly to all the servants and guards in the palace, he said, to make the palace kitchen filled with those who want to know what kind of figure the Princess they serve is cooking.
The chefs in the kitchen also helped Zeeta, after she decided to make a large portion because she realized many were peering at her through the door slit. The moments where he cut the ingredients quickly like a professional chef—not a Mr. Putri—have amazed the eyes that peeked at him. Not only that, the times he sauteed, fried, as well as grilled with magic, also made them sparkle and added to the amazed decak.
The palace chefs praised Zeeta, saying, “You are so great, Miss Zeeta! Actually
from whom did you learn to cook like this?”
“Hehe, right, right?” reply Zeeta, “actually cooking is my dream. I was happy to see the smiles of those who cooked my cooking, let alone satisfied with it. Dad—I mean Arthur
it was from the village of Lazuli that taught me!
“If you praise me, Arthur is still better than me, you!”
“Heeeh... Arthur conquered Miss Hellenia, didn't he? Quickly!”
“Uhm!
“Nah, now is his last touch! Let's end this quickly and let's fill their impatient stomachs!”
“Yaaaa!!”
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Fifteen minutes had passed, the palace kitchen was filled with queues of those impatiently tasting Zeeta's dishes that seemed to be instantly scorching their cold bodies over the weather, along with the fullness of the stomach.
Seafood Risott.
It was Zeeta cooking. The portion of the mountain he made was not impossible.
“Yang already can and want the second portion, do not hesitate, yes! We made a lot!” exclaimed Zeeta while waving a hand that was still holding onto the spatula. The eyes of the customer who shone instantly answered him. A satisfied smile was etched on his face.
Luna who continued to perch in her head sighed. “Didn't you want to eat? Why are you serving them?” tanyakanya.
“Hehe, when am I not happy when my customers put on such a face? It feels, my hunger is gone!” zeeta replied without removing her smile carving.
“No no! Even if you say so, I'm worried about you!” Luna hit Zeeta in the head. “Hei chef!”
The chef next to Zeeta then turned his head. “I-iya, Great Spirit?”
“You're the one here. Have you forgotten what Zeeta's purpose here is? Don't make your Princess even serve her subordinates!”
New lethargic and conscious faces appeared to all who were waiting in line, as well as the chef, after Luna reminded her.
“MA-FORGIVE US, PRINCESS ZEETA!!”
“Moh... Luna you're too worried! I'm well-bai—“
‘kruyuuukk’
“HEAR IT! Do you still want to argue with me, hmm?!” Luna hit her head again. “Basic! A human! Nah! Sweetheart! Themselves! Alone!”
“A-wh! Whoops! Alright alright! I'm sorry!”
After Zeeta takes his share, “leave the rest to you guys, yes!” zeeta's orders.
“Submit to us, Miss!” answer chef A.
“Please enjoy the food!” reply chef B.
“Uhm. Don't let them miss you either, yeah! Bye!” Zeeta then uses her teleportation magic to return to the room.
A long sigh immediately came out from those in line and the chefs. They are happy, and also happy.
“Hey ... Only this time I serve someone like Princess Zeeta.... Somehow it feels...,” said chef A.
“Yes, I understand how you feel. Happy, passionate...work doesn't even feel like work!” timpal waiter A.
“I've been serving the palace since Lady Scarlet was still the Queen,” said guard A, “but both Lady Scarlet and Queen Alicia..
“I know!” reply keeper B, “eh... Aurora is so lucky to have a royal family like them!”
Happiness fills the kitchen with those who “possipi” his superiors, until someone comes up with a gripping aura.
“Oh...?” a voice from him instantly broke happy into anxiety. "I thought what were you
gathered like this, but what I heard was....
“You know that my reckless grandson is awake and did not tell us...?
“It turns out that for a dozen years I wasn't here, you guys got more guts, yeah..”.
“Nyo-Mrs Scarlet?!” those who were enjoying Zeeta's cooking immediately stood firm with cold sweat pouring down.
“Hmm?” Scarlet realized the mountain portion of cooking that was still half left. “Who cooked that? Who is it for?”
“Tu-Master Princess Zeeta, Mistress..
A veil of head instantly appeared on Scarlet. “WHAT DID YOU SAY?!” scarlet's screams made the entire kitchen shake. “You did not forget that Zeeta survived after that ferocious fight, ‘kan?!”
“Te-of course not, Mistress!”
“Then why?!”
“Pu-Princess Zeeta wants it!
“Be-He said that cooking is his dream, He also said that it is very nice to see the smiles and satisfaction of those who eat his food! That's why we can't stop it!”
“His dream...?” inner Scarlet, “cooking..?” he held his chin. His peaking emotions immediately decreased afterwards. “Alright,” he said, “mikmatilah, but do not forget your duty. Bring the cooking to my chamber. Don't be in a hurry, I don't want to interrupt.”
“Ba-good, Mistress! We will move!”
Scarlet lifted her legs while continuing to think about their words about Zeeta's dream. He finally realizes there is something odd about Zeeta's childhood.