"whan, ar ah"
"please, don't talk! swallow the food first!"
Holding his food, Metis continues to eat.
Pedro pays another visit with as usual things he brought, food and requested thing by metis but in the castle of fiddle empire space.
"Why won't you go home? You have a house, right? Why stay in this area?"
Metis, now a part-time royal doctor also was in the palace when the Fiddle Empire's space was vacated.
"Okay, here we go again."
"But no matter what you think, you can't sleep. Look at the numerous boxes and broken items."
"When I go home, it's just a waste of fare."
*Nom* *Nom* *Nom* *Gulp*
"Tell me why you're sleeping in the warehouse."
"Because it's the highest point in the whole palace. Look at the view from the balcony."
Cordia, still in pajamas, opens the balcony of her room just below Metis' floor.
And close after intense exercise, as metis taught her.
"What can I do here? I was placed as a queen."
"Don't go home! I'll let you sleep near Cordia."
"But I didn't know I was here. I thought I would sleep in his room."
"His room, dream!"
"Wait, don't throw stones at me. Are you angry?"
"I'm not angry, I'm just explaining."
"Maybe when the king recovers from his illness, I can... hehehhe."
"You! Guilty!"
"You're an idiot! Cordia is at the right age!"
"Hmmm..."
"Why are you here?"
"What kind of question is that? After I feed you, you don't realize I'm your new father, or maybe grandpa."
*Nom* *Nom* *Gulp*
"Give me back my food."
"Whoa, wait! Don't take, what I'm eating!"
Phew! Phew!Phew!Phew!Phew!Phew! metis saliva with bubbles got into the food!
"You think I won't take that? That's mine!"
"Noh! ouch ouch ouch!"
"nice acting skill " pedro mockingly said.
Cordia, listening to the conversation, sees Metis smiling when Pedro visits.
"I forgot to tell you, but there's a dance party here tomorrow. Invite her!"
"Who? her....?"
"The one you love! SHA.I.NA <3"
"Wahhhhhhhhhhhhh! W-what are you saying?"
"If you don't make a move, she'll be taken away!"
"When did you start going crazy?!"
Metis, who is courting, starts after she invites him that fateful day.
"I've been crushing for a long time."
With bloodshot eyes, Pedro looks at Metis.
"When?"
"Since I saw him a few days ago when my work started, maybe a month or so!"
"Does that mean you just like him and just look at him?!"
With a disbelieving face, Pedro is shocked.
"Wait, wait, don't touch my clothes."
"Ahhhhhhhhhh! So you haven't done anything in almost two years!"
Cordia and Chelsea witness the most shameful fight in my life that's why i can't court her asap, i think better to let the time remove that memory.
If Pedro finds out that day, he will laugh at me.
"Of course, what do you expect me to do!"
*Cleeeeek* The door opens slowly.
Watching Pedro doing a weird pose while licking the air and smooching in the air and said.
"Lick them!"
*Clank* *Clank*
Suddenly, my whole back gets cold. Chelsea is holding a book, and Cordia is gulping down her morning tea.
What the heck, why now!
"Y-y-y-y-y-y-you pervert!"
swoosh*
the book flew in inches away from me.
Chelsea points at Pedro like he's the enemy of women.
"Okay, bye."
I'm sitting by the window. better to escape and leave a bait.
"Wait, Metis! Wait! Don't run away!"
"Hi! Ho! Perfect landing."
And me falling off Cordia's balcony is... all I can say is...
"I will never forget you, Pedro."
"Forgive me! Please don't kill me!" Pedro's cry echoes.
then as i see them leave my sleeping quarter from the hallway.
When I return to my sleeping quarters...
"He..lp? Mé....tis?"
Like pupae hanging from a rope, Pedro is reversed and hung from the ceiling.
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After a week, when Metis mentioned that he was going to cure the king.
"Oh, Metis, why are you still working here? I hear that you're a royal doctor now."
"N-nope, I'm not a royal doctor. I'm just helping the king heal, and I have a contract here!"
As I head to the office to greet.
"Ms. Stefani?"
"Why do you still call me that?"
"Stephanie."
"No, I just found out! You're courting my brother, but you're going to pass me first. It's just a joke."
Siblings? Hmm...
"!"
"You look like you don't know why they laugh at you here in the department. I'm the 9th princess Stefani Fiddle. I'm the one guarding the company now that the king can't leave the queen. You know the reason."
"!"
"hmmm..... hello?"
"Sisteeeeeeeeeer-in-law."
"your so loud! my ears hurt!"
slap*
that was really hurt.
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New day, new life!
I am now in front of the flower shop. I do this every morning, and it has become my daily habit.
"Buy roses! White color, same as usual."
"Okay! Thank you for your patronage!"
Chelsea, who was at Cordia's door, frowned when she saw Metis with the rose that she gave every day.
"Ok, go away!"
giving it to her when Chelsea put it on Cordia's table.
.
"It's good morning, again!"
"ok, go!"
Giving it to her, Chelsea leaves it on Cordia's table.
"It's a good morning, again!"
"Leave!"
"It's a good morning, again!"
"Leave!"
"It's a good morning, again!"
"Leave!"
"It's a good morning, again!"
"Leave!"
"It's a good morning, again!"
"Leave!"
"It's a good morning, again!"
"Leave!"
"It's a good morning, again!"
"Leave!"
"It's a good morning, again!"
"Leave!"
"It's a good morning, again!"
"Leave!"
"It's a good morning, again!"
"Leave!"
"It's a good morning, again!"
"Leave!"
"It's a good morning, again!"
"Leave!"
this is why, interaction like this is easier than being stack for conversation.
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"Princess, discard your other roses. Why keep them when you can receive new ones tomorrow? Throw away the rotten ones!"
"No, they're just here!"
Cordia pondered Metis's situation, initially perceived as thrifty, now revealed as a spendthrift. It's refreshing!
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Metis always planned to ask Cordia out, but she beat him to it.
Her father's recovery sets the stage for their date.
He awaits her response to his feelings. He helps her through her struggles, understanding why her smiles for him are rare.
I know Cordia won't answer until I retrieve the king's sword.
Pedro, with raised eyebrows, observes Metis lying in a hammock he fashioned in the palace garden.
"How can you tell?" Pedro inquires.
"No, that's how royalty is."
Well, that's a responsibility of a princess. Maybe she can't let go.
"And I know she's struggling with something... or maybe she can, but she wants to. That's why she said she can't answer yet."
"Well, no need to rush!"
I know, a face of deceit.
After all that, Metis realizes she has a liking for delaying tactics, possibly better so she can think better.
"She was troubled about the king's condition, but now he's cured. So, the last question: 'Will you be my girlfriend?'"
"W-what! Why?"
Metis can marry her directly if the king acknowledges him as a son-in-law. Metis must ask her to marry him!
"No need to rush; everything will go with the flow."
With a facepalm, Pedro realizes he can't help because he's also...
"Well, if that's what you want!"
"Yeah!"
No hurry; she wasn't asked to be married, but to be his girlfriend.
"Good luck, my friend!"
pedro left behind metis.