"Are you the stranger from mirror?"
I stare at the dazzlingly handsome male. His auburn hair is neatly styled. I can see sticks of golden hair among them.
"Ah," quickly fix myself and bow attempting to mimic the tv actors I saw in a drama, "Yes, your majesty.I, am Juniper Shanonn." When I look back at him, instead of a confident posture, I see a troubled look cross in his face. I am pretty sure he is the prince from the brief description of Rosemary and his attire.
"You don't have to go that far." While I am still admiring his beauty, he leans down towards me and lifts hand to get a hold of my arm. But his hand is stuck midair.
"It's not appropriate to touch a lady on the first meeting." Silvaris has more prominent black circles under his eyes. Somehow that's giving be a boost of confidence. At least, there is someone in worse state than me.
"It's alright," I stand up from my hunched position, "It is better than being pushed by the wind."
The prince couldn't hold it any longer because I hear a roll of laughter erupting from him and Rosemary. I glance at the Lord. He is looking at me in a warning gaze that I quite became familiar with. But his harness is cut off by the redness on his face. I stare at him. He looks like an angry blushing tomato.
"Y-You, oh my gosh, you actually..." his words again gets interrupted by laughter, "You actually pushed her!"
"I was surprised, okay? What do you expect me to do when someone suddenly emerges from an ancient mirror?" Silvaris tries to reason but it falls deaf to the ears. I see Rosemary rolling on the grounds.
"Huh? Niper?! Is that you?!" Oh my God, that nickname. Don't yell it in here.
"Maximus? What are you doing here?" I ask at the bouncing bubbly male. Who is the person behind him? He is running to catch up with the athletic Maximus. Looking closer, he has the same hair and eyes as the prince I met.
"How rude of me. I didn't even introduce myself." He mimics my gesture, "I am the first, as well as the Crown Prince of Croran, Sigmund III Croran." he walks over to the huffing male who was having a hard time with Maximus, "This is Croran's backup heir, Edmund IV Croran."
I snap my head at Maximus. Is this alright to behave like this to a royal? He tilts his head in question to my burning glare. This boy!
The second prince is panting on his knees. I feel bad for him. I hear him say in between his breath, "He ... he is ... the worst guard in history... of Croran." I can't see his face properly but I can feel that he is making a very scary face right now.
"Make sure you get my name right. It's Maximus Luveille. M-A-X-I-M-U-S L-U-V-E-I-L-L-E."
"Woo hoo. Another record for the Luveille." Rosemary cheers from the ground.
I wonder if they are just too optimistic or plain idiots. The prince could just make the whole family disappear. But apparently that is not how the system here works. The Royal family is not too concerned with extreme etiquette.
"Hello, I am the second Prince and head advisor of Croran, Edmund IV Croran."
Prince Sigmund just rubbed salts to his wounds, didn't he?
"Yes. I actually pray for my brother and the Lords' safety until their next succession. I can't believe their was a time I actually was jealous of the Crown Prince position. I don't want to waste life sitting on that damn chair."
"I know right?" I see Silvaris go and high five the male while Sigmund looks at them with a fake smile, "I want to kill them so bad." God bless your patience.
***
"Shanonn... I think I heard it somewhere."
"I heard it too. But don't remember exactly where." Sandra and Prince Sigmund deadpans the second prince. I see Sandra sigh and take a seat on the oval sitting area with the rest of us in the Royal Library. Compared to this, the Azalea mansion library looks like a tiny room. There are tables and chairs but there are also this types of sitting areas where the floor is a little deeper down and it has round couches circling the area. In the middle, there is a table which is also connected to the kichen. You can literally eat sleep and live here without a care in the world.
"You guys heard Shanonn before?" I ask.
"Talia Shanonn, was it?" Sigmund asks. I reply a yes. "Do you have the diary with you?" I hand the diary to Prince Edmund. He does a quick skim.
"Your grandmother is suspiciously well educated in connection field for her timeline."
"What does that mean?"
Rosemary's words are cut short by another presence bursting through the doors.
"Andrew? tsk are you blind? I clearly put the'No disturbance' sign out."
I see the green haired man's face fume in anger. Who the hell is he? Oh? Is that Cecile beside him? Wait, their attire match.
"Crown Prince Sigmund Croran. Lord Silvaris Luveille. If you would, kindly, take a quick glance at the clock. I insist."
"Shoot!" Silvaris gets up and the prince panics, "We are fifteen minutes late?!" Within a second the two of them are gone. Even I forgot they had a meeting to attend.
"Thank God I am the second"
Yeah, seriously.