Chapter 9 - Grandpama

  -In the Carriage- As I sat in the carriage, a wave of anticipation washed over me. My, ever the suspicious one, eyed the man I had just recruited as if he were a traitor. “Erm, who’s this, My Lady?” she asked, her tone dripping with skepticism as if I brought in a traitor or something. Oh well, she doesn't know the shht infront of us is a bar. I thought, looking out of the window. “Oh, I don’t kher,” I replied, smirking as I sat beside my new hen, fag My. “What’s your name?” “Why would a poor man like me have a name so o be called by such a prestigious dy in the first pce?” he replied. “I shall give you ohen,” I stated, nontly. “Why would such a noble dy like yourself bother to give this worthless man a name he doesn’t deserve?” he questioned. “'T YOU SEE MY LADY IS TRYING TO GIVE YOU A NAME AND HERE YOU'RE PLAINING AS IF YOU'RE BEIEO A LIFE OF MISERY!” My shouted, her voice rising. Evidently vexed. “AND WHO ARE YOU TO JUDGE PEOPLE? A MERE MAID?” bellowed the man, his indignation palpable. “YEAH, I AM A MERE MAID AND YOU? A MERE NOTHING? WHO DO YOU THINK WOULD CARE ABOUT A MERE NOTHING LIKE YOU, HUH?” My shot babsp;“I AM NOT A MERE NOTHING! YOU ARE A MERE NOTHING! ALL YOU KNOW IS TO SHOUT LIKE A DOG!” he retorted. “SHOUT LIKE A DOG??? OH, THEN YOU’RE YELLING LIKE GRANDMA WITH THOSE GRANDPA-LIKE HAIR!” My tered, pointing an accusatory fi him. “HEY! WHO'RE YOU TO CALL ME A GRANDPA?!” "YOUR MASTER! HAH!"

  "MY LADY IS MY MASTER NOT A TRASH LIKE YOU!" I couldn’t help it; I started chug at their ridiculous banter. "Ma-my Lady! Why're you ughing?" My asked anxiously, her eyes wide. “Who wouldn’t ugh at adults fighting like 5-year-old kids?” I replied, still chug as I watched them squabble. “Ma-My Lady! WHO’S SIDE ARE YOU ON? THAT DOG’S? OR MINE?” questiohe hen, suddenly defensive. “HEY! WHO'RE YOU CALLING A DOG, MR. GRANDPAMA?” My shot back, her voice full of sass. “GRANDPAMA? WHO’S THAT?” he asked, genuinely fused. “THAT’S YOUR NEW NAME!!!! GRANDPAMA! GRANDPA + GRANDMA = GRANDPAMA! HAHAHHAHHAHAA” I burst out ughing, uo tain myself. “HEY YOUUUU!” he excimed, his face turning red. “Alright, that’s enough,” I said, still chug. “I’ve thought of a perfeame for you!” “Oh! That’s great! So what is it, My Lady?” asked the hen, excitement bubbling in his voice. "I bet it's better than that dog's!" "Mylo!" I excimed, feeling triumphant. “WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT—” screamed both My and Milo in unison. “Ma-my Lady!!! That’s too much,” My cried out worriedly. “I agree with Dog! It’s too much,” Mylo added, crossing his arms. I chuckled again. “HEY!!! I’M NOT A DOG, MR. GRANDPAMA!” My yelled, her indignation rising again. “YOU ARE A DOG, BROWN DOGGY!” Mylo shot back, a smirk on his fabsp;“Alright, settle down, you two. We’ve got a long way ahead of us,” I remarked, calling out for the an to crack the whip and be off. “So where are we headed off to, My Lady?” Mylo asked, his curiosity piqued. “The Emberfe Armory,” I answered, feeling a sense of purpose. “A onsmith’s shop?” My probed, her brow furrowing. “I pn to get a on for the 3 of us,” I ented, a mischievous grin spreading ay fabsp;“I pn to get a on for the three of us,” I ented, a mischievous grin spreading ay fabsp;“Then learn to use it, Dog!” excimed Mylo, his fidence s. “HEY! I DID NOT ASK YOU! SO MIND YOUR BUSINESS, GRANDPAMA!” My shot babsp;“THEN WHY ARE YOU ASKING SUCH OBVIOUS QUESTIONS, DOG? OH, IT’S BECAUSE YOU’RE A DOG, NO WONDER YOU’RE SO DUMB! HAH!” Mylo ughed, clearly enjoying himself. “ENOUGH!” I screamed, trying tain trol. “But he’s the one who started it!” My affirmed, pointing an acg fi Mylo. “Me? It was YOU, IDIOT!” Mylo excimed, throwing his hands up in exasperation. “If you two keep bickering like this, we ’t work out!” I uttered furiously. “Listen closely, you two. The reason you are by my side is that I have a goal to achieve. And since you’re not aware of the situation, My will expin it to you. Won’t you, My?” “Of-of course, Yhness. OOPS!” My stammered, realizing her slip. “Yhness? WHAT?” Mylo jumped up from his seat in shobsp;What? A member from the Royal Family? I WAS SITTIO ROYALTY??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Mylo thought, getting all excited. “Sit down, you’ll hurt yourself,” I stated, trying to keep a straight fabsp;"Of-of course, Yhness. But it's such a rare opportunity for a mere oner like me to have sat beside such a prestigious....*sits beside My* *My hits him on the head* Hey! YOUU!" “Shut up, the Princess doesn’t need your stupid utterances!” decred My, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Alright, whatever! Just sit down quietly,” I anded. *My and Mylo sat quietly* *Sigh* "You may expiuation to Mylo, My. But please refrain from bickering." I requested. *My starts expining* Hahh...................I'm so tired. But I'm happy *looks at Mylo and My* to have at least someone by my side. *smiles because they're getting along with bickering* Hmm............it reminds me of something.....-In Amoria Pace's Garden; 7 years ago- In the lush garden of Amoria Pace, the sun filtered through the leaves, casting pyful shadows on the ground. I was a bundle of energy, darting around like a little whirlwind. "Luxana, be careful. You might fall if you run so fast," her voice ced with . “Don’t worry, Mommy, I won’t! Hehe,” I giggled, my heart rag with excitement. The world felt magical, and I was determio catch every moment. “Mommy! Look! There’s a butterfly!” I poi the delicate creature resting on a flower, its wings a vibrant tapestry of colors. “Mommy, help me catch it!” I pleaded, boung on my toes. With a gentle ugh, Roxana reached out and caught the butterfly in her hands. “!! Mommy's the best!” I cheered, my eyes wide with admiration. “Haha, do you like it?” she asked, opening her hands to reveal the butterfly, its wings fluttering against her palms. “AAaa! It’s gone!” I cried out as the butterfly took flight, s into the blue sky. “Just like happiness,” Roxana said softly, her smile fading slightly. “Huh? Just like happiness?” I echoed, puzzled by her words. “Yeah... just like happiness...” she sighed, her gaze drifting away as if lost in thought. “Mommy? Are you alright?” I asked, sensing a shift in her mood. Suddenly, she ed her arms around me, pulling me close. "My baby, remember, Happiness is just temporary. It doesn't st long. Nor do joy and love. But I promise you. I will forever love you the most. You will forever be the only one I love and will remember. I promise to give you unditional love for the rest of your life. I will support you no matter what. You will eternally remain in my heart and ever be repced. I promise to never love anyone soo much other than you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I………….*g*……Love……You…………..Luxana. *bawling*" Her voice trembled slightly. "..." I remained silent, and frozen, not fully grasping the depth of her emotions. “Your Majesty!” came a voice, startling us both. Imperial Knights approached, their expressions serious. “You must e with us, Your Majesty.” "..." "Luxana.....I love you my baby. Please be strong and don't ever love anyone. Happiness is ernal,” Roxana whispered, her voice barely above a breath as she leaned down to my ear. "..." “Your Majesty! Please e,” the knight urged again. I watched as my mother wiped away her tears, a brave smile trying to break through her sorrow. She stood up, her regal posture returning as she prepared to follow the knights. "Princess. I'm sorry. But we have to take your mother. She'll be back soon. So don't worry, okay? She'll be upset if she finds out her lovely Princess was g. So be a good Princess and wait for her, okay?" one of the knights said gently, patting my head as they left with her. "..." I had never witnessed my mother cry before. I was helpless. I couldn't uand what sort of emotion I felt or what she was trying to tell me. I couldn't anticipate what she was thinking when she said those words to me. However, it's all in the past, and it doesn't matter anymore. My mother was foolish. But I'm not. I will NEVER walk the same path as her. I am different from that woman who lost her seo a man. And I won't let her past and mistakes ruin the definition of my happiness and love either. I will fe my own path and create my owiny. "Yhness, we've reached the destination." informs the an, pulling me from my thoughts. -In Emberfe Armory Shop- “Wele! Wele! How may I help you today, Miss?” asked the onsmith excitedly, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.To be tinued...