"I—I just didn't think so," said Aryan, "I thought all this time your kind was just a myth, a fairy tale."
"With everything you've been through, you still think that way?" the queen smiled by shaking her head.
"Yeah, I don't think there would be smoke without fire," Aryan laughed silently, lowering his gaze.
"You are smart," said the queen, "Aryan. Isn't your name Aryan?"
The young man nodded. He was no longer surprised by what the very beautiful queen knew. Never mind about his name, about who his real father was the queen knew.
"You can call me by the name Baiduri."
"Queen Baiduri," said Aryan slowly.
Well, that's no exaggeration, Aryan thought. The queen herself is indeed very beautiful with perfect curves behind her clothes which are quite thin, and very tempting. So, it is not wrong if she uses a name like the name of one of the gemstones in Nusantara.
