Flying Sparks - 9 08

The door slammed opened to reveal the student council. Raymond standing in the middle of the group. He walked over to my side and gave me a disgusting smile.

“I heard my Queen has taken a servant in. Why didn’t you tell me sooner? I could have picked the best choice for you. You deserve only the best.” He kept talking on and on about how I needed to have the best of best. My patience bar was running low. I had it. It was enough. I slammed the table with a force that almost broke it.

“What do you know about me? Stop saying I needed the best without any back up! You have no a single idea what I am going through and you don’t deserve to know! Now shut up! I’m quitting.” I took my white cape off and stormed out. My tears threatening to spill as I walked further and further from the class. Casting the spell of teleportation, I teleported myself back to the tree before.

I gently caressed the tree, feeling each of its fibers. I climbed the tree and settled myself into one of its creases. I looked around and I see the old building. Students and teachers running around with muffled sounds shouting that the Queen has quit. Pathetic isn’t it? I was forced into this position, nothing else. Anyone could be replacement.

I let out a laugh so hard that my tears of sadness came dripping down. My laugh slowly stopped as it is being replaced by small cries for help. My tears flowing uncontrollably by now, everything was in pain. Now that I have quit being the Queen, my contract with Walton would end and a new Queen would be found. I just hope, at least a shred of sunlight would come.

The soft sound of the trees rustling against the wind and a soft sound woke me up. I managed to sleep through my pain? I looked at the source of the sound and it happened from below. Walton was standing there, waving at me as I woke. He let out a smile, which made my heart and legs weaken. Foolishly of me, I let my tears flow again.

I cried so hard that my shriek could be heard from the bottom of the tree. Through my blurred eyes, I saw Walton’s face and a small glimpse of the Alphonse symbol still on the hand. Walton immediately climbed the tree and hugged me. His comforting scent made me relax and slowly but surely, I fell asleep.

I woke up once again, but this time to something or someone playing with my hair. My hand barely lifted itself as it rubbed my eyes, my sight starting to become much clearer. What came to my sight was a mop of black hair and sky blue eyes staring at me.

“Good morning Milady. How was your nap?” It took my brain a while before it processed the information. Once it was done, I let out a uncharacteristic scream and moved to the other side.

“A-as your master, you’re not to tell anyone about this. Get it?” He nodded before letting out a small laugh.

“But Milady was cute when you were sleeping. Your snores were cute and I even made a flower crown for you.” He points to the small flower crown on my head.

It was a delicate thing really. Small but flexible branches were weaved together with small but beautiful yellow flowers and green leaves. It was placed on my head with the utmost grace as nothing has fallen apart yet. I figured, maybe life wasn’t so bad after all. I gave him a small smile before activating my broom and hopping onto it.

I snapped my fingers again, appeared a black cape with a red and blue line across it. I have accepted that I don’t wish to be Queen. I moved my head, signalling he should come. without a word, he followed my lead and we went back to the school building.

Once we walked through the school entrance, my eyes met Raymond’s. His chocolate brown eyes widened as he saw me and immediately went towards me. He cupped both of my hands in his tight grip, making me unable to get away.

“My dearest Queen, please rethink your choice. The whole school is in chaos because of you quitting your post. Please return by my side and I promise to not do such thing ever again.” His voice strained as he went for a really long apology.

Walton forcefully separated our hands and all I felt was the warmth in his hands.

“Please do not casually touch Milady. She is not worthy of your touch.” Raymond’s eyes widened again. I could see his face about to blow but I gave him a dark stare. The stare I gave was so chilling even the nearby people felt it.

“Touch or berate my servant, and I will make sure you don’t see the living daylight.” I continued staring at him as small little droplets began to seep through and flow down. He let out another cough and said.

“I will then take my leave. See you soon lady.” He bowed down and I let out a face of disgust. It was highly disgusting as his fake face shows through every inch, but I guess not to everyone.

“Milady are you alright? Are you hurt?” Walton loosened his grip on my hands and checked for any bruises. Before he could see my scars, I quickly took back my hands snd shook my head, saying I was fine. I pulled my sweater longer and his everything till only a bit of my fingers were seen.

“I’m tired. Walton, can you bring me home? I wish to rest.” Walton nodded and I hopped over to his back from my broom. I took a silent but deep inhale of his comforting scent, remembering my parents. I let out another few tears before sleeping on his wide and warm back.