The Prince's Revenge
18: Stupidity
“Hai Mysha”
“Ah, fast once you get to”
“Haha. You chose a place here. Naturally not, if I come fast?” He said with a smile.
***
That day, Mysha plans to take Egon out, to try the cakes sold at the new cake shop with an all you can eat system, as soon as Egon finishes his work.
From the conversation in the previous day, that day Egon would only broadcast for twenty minutes in his room. And of course, since Mysha already knew what time Egon was broadcasting, she came to him an hour later.
But when he visited, no one opened the door for him. Even after a while he waited.
Mysha had tried to contact him several times, but, Egon did not reply at all.
Disappointed, Mysha decided to cancel her plans that day and return to her room.
‘Conscious Mysha! He is also a man who has his own life!’ he said in his heart.
In the end, Mysha spent her time alone in her room. Working on a thesis that some days he did not touch at all.
While waiting for his laptop to turn on, he opened his phone to check his acebook and Instagram account.
“Egon and Lantern!?”
Mysha gasped in shock at the profile that appeared in the first row of her story. Egon and Lantern. The two of them were doing a live broadcast together.
‘Why didn't you tell me about this!!’ As one of the Lantern fans as well, Mysha was a little disappointed at Egon not telling her about it.
*Then, without a second thought, Mysha clicked on their story*, and appeared on Egon and Lantern's live broadcast screen.
‘Yeah! This is the place I want to go today!’ Mysha who had been excited to see Egon and Lantern broadcast together, in an instant, her mood turned dark.
Egon looks happy and happy to devour every cake on his desk with Lantern. Various comments like ‘krim is soft!’ ‘The chocolate melted!’ and they say each other every time they try a new cake.
Mysha who was upset that she could not be the first to try the cake with Egon, ended up closing their broadcast.
He turned off his laptop and closed it. Because he knew, with his mood like that, he couldn't possibly work out his script.
Then, he decided to walk out of the apartment with his bag.
He remembered, there was one more store he wanted to visit. But, different from the cake shop he wanted to visit that day, the store was just an ordinary gelato shop. And because the store was close to Frederick's apartment, he invited him to meet there.
***
*“*How can you know about this gelato shop?” Ask Frederick.
They ordered two gelato cups. Mysha ordered pistachio and strawberry shortcake flavors, while the man in front ordered blueberry cheesecake flavors.
“Friends. It seems like this store is famous among expats,” he replied while slightly glancing at the strangers around him.
“You're right,” Frederick agrees. Because none of them are local. Of course except for the two of them.
“I ate ya..” Mysha scooped her gelato and devoured it.
“Yes God, this is so delicious! The best gelato I've ever eaten!” Further again. His eyes twinkled as if he had found a treasure.
Frederick laughed at Mysha's childlike attitude.
“Sorry, when it comes to food I can't take it.” Mysha blushed in embarrassment when she realized that Frederick was enjoying the spectacle in front of her.
“Nothing, you look like you have no burden in your life.”.
“I have responsibilities, but I don't make a burden.”
“Hoo? Attractively. I have to apply the same in my life,” Frederick smiled again.
“You have a load?”
*“*Typical. I had to write the 3rd book The Dark Prince, but. I had no idea at all to continue it.”.
“Is that? Usually, what do you do to get an idea?”
“Forget the novel.”
“Hah?”
“Wah? I just heard something like that for the first time.”
“Yes, every writer has their own way to get ideas,”
“Hmm.” Mysha nodded with a gelato spoon on her lips.
“And unfortunately, this time I cannot forget The Dark Prince, because they will adapt it into a movie. I'll talk a lot about that.”
“I understand.”
“Oh yes, you yourself are one of the fans of The Dark Prince right? Is there anything you want to ask me again?”
“Umm...” Mysha also remembered the contents of the novel. “Looks nothing.You wrote it well,” he replied.
“Ah! But!” Then, Mysha suddenly remembered Egon's words about Frederick's son who resembled him. “Is there a possibility if Prince Frederick's son is Prince Egon's son?”
“Hmm?”
“Umm.. I was curious,” Mysha smiled with a little resorted.
“Iya.. it is the son of prince Egon..” he replied.
Hearing this, Mysha was silent. Confused by what he had to say after that because of his overly sad mood.
‘This is the reason why Egon said he felt guilty about Frederick?’ He also asked himself.
“Someone you want to ask again?”
“About Anastasia.”
“Princess Anastasia? Why?”
“What kind of person is he?”
“Like you?”
“Do not joke,”
“Hahaha. Although she was the daughter of a noble, she was brave enough to express what she felt. Maybe that's what makes you guys similar,” he explained.
“Ah yes, if only that, I also understand from just reading the novel.”
“But, if I can choose, I want you to play the role of Anastasia, because the image of her fits in you,”
“Thank you, but I'm not talented for role-playing.”
“I understand,”
For a moment they both remained silent. Focus on spending the gelato in front of them.
*“*Oh yes Frederick, do you know prince Egon? Not the one in your novel, but the artist stagram.” Mysha then brought up the topic of Egon.
“Iya. Last morning I heard it from Mr. Asep, the director of The Dark Prince, saying he was going to play the role of prince Egon?”
“Iya, right, that Egon..”
“What's with him?”
“Do I introduce him? I happen to be close to him.”
“For what?”
“He has a lot of good views about The Dark Prince, maybe you can talk to him to look for new ideas.” replied Mysha.
“Thank you.. It seems like a good idea. I was curious, what kind of view he had of The Dark Prince,”
Mysha smiled again. ‘With the original view of Egon, the original character of The Dark Prince, Frederick will definitely find it very helpful to hear it.’ thought.
After Frederick agreed to get acquainted with Egon. They both changed their conversation. Until finally the gelato ran out and Frederick returned to drive Mysha home until her apartment.
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Seriate…
