The Step Of Palimpsest
#8

I don't know how long we've been racing horses until the blue sky turns orange. Sunset rays are trapped by dense and heavy clouds. However, no matter how strong the wind, no matter how fast the earth rotates, the clouds never escape our view. The cloud was a blanket that had a cute shape like a cotton flower. Just as the water in the ground will evaporate into clouds, then the clouds will form rain, and return the water to the ground again.

There are many things in this world that 'exist' because it has endless cycles.

"Casildo, are you okay?"

The swift footsteps of the horse that slowed down its course with breathless breathing led us towards a place that was typical in the territory of Mangata Castle. Whether traveling to or from Mangata Castle, the reason this castle is so named will only seem real meaning when it comes time for the full moon. When the moon's gravity pulls the waves of water, the lake water will spill over into the streets that make me drunk on travel, then on the streets it will be inundated and create a reflection of the moon's shadow.

"I'm fine and very healthy. Why ask that?"

I don't know, is this my own feeling? I mean, am I still Karmina? I was so deep in my role that I lost my true self. Maybe Theomund hypnotized me with magic as he said so. Even so, even if a Karmina suspects everyone in the world, a Dominique Ginova will trust them all. I don't think I'm morally an adult but I'm having an identity crisis because I'm in the body of a 19-year-old woman.

"I can't understand my own feelings."

"I understand."

I'm trying to get an opinion from Casildo, so I can understand how this emotion I feel can come about? Dan, what's the cause?

The jewel-like iris glistened in the sunset. Then, he grinned, then said, "no one else understands your feelings better than yourself, but just like we need entertainment and rest in order to gather strength again to move back. So, how can I help you?"

"Help, huh?"

For a moment, I turned my gaze to caress the hair of the horse I was riding. Then, I looked back at him, especially at his knight uniform. The uniform is white with a touch of yellow and maroon ornaments like the iris of his eyes. If you look closely, the uniform has embroidered dandelion and lotus flowers. I could see it in my head, their first meeting took place where we were heading right now.

"I can't think of anything, maybe you have a suggestion that I can clear my mind?"

Valera is just a clan in general consisting of two men, which is filled father and son. However, the father had a great name as a knight commander. As a result, the child also splashed the image. His son Cashel Valera, the knight commander. Finally, many women wanted to approach Casildo not because he was Casildo Valera but as the son of a knight commander, especially after the news that Casildo was called a sword instructor by his father. Casildo received exclusive learning from two high-quality mentors.

Unfortunately, the rivals of the women were too high. I am a witch of the Ginova family. Direct descendants of the head of the family who will be the successor.

"Of course there are, that's why we're here."

...-: ✧ :-...

It was a huge lake, like looking at the ocean. The banks of the lake are decorated by lotus flowers floating on the water as well as yellow dandelion flowers blooming under the tree on a stretch of grass. This place became a silent witness of the first meeting of Dominique and Casildo. This land belongs to the Ginova family, but somehow Casildo can be there alone.

In the past, the lotus flower in the lake was not as much as it is now. So, many butterflies are flying around the expanse of dandelion flowers rather than perching on the lotus flower. A little four-year-old boy, his hair is bunned to keep his hair from disturbing his vision. He obeyed his parents' prohibition against approaching or touching the lake water in the absence of an adult. Dominique had good self-control, she kept remembering her father's words to her not to touch the lake before he came.

Dominique could already be satisfied just by dredging the dandelion flower all the way to its roots, she wanted to bring home a small amount of flowers as a gift for Dorothy, she said, Dominique only wants to play with Dorothy without her sister's attention being torn apart by the Spirit Eye talent she doesn't have. Even though his mother ignored him, the treatment of the father in each of the two was a significant distance. Although sometimes pessimistic, Dominique believes he can.

Joyful as he played with the ground and giggled at being tickled by dozens of butterflies flying past his face, Casildo began his first encounter with his future fiance. Every knight needs a life guideline according to the Edict of the Knights. At first every knight must believe that their love of grief as knights has been determined by fate.

"Who are you?" little Casildo asked, as he looked at a girl with a face full of dirt and mud.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Casildo. You?"

"Dominique Ginova."

The sparkle of sunlight reflected on the surface of the lake creates a jewel pattern in the surrounding area that it illuminates. The amethyst and the pomegranate red stone sharpened each other's eyes. The most beautiful, the most piercing, and the most threatening will not take his eyes off the tender prey. The seeds of dominant women already have an automatic active instinct to be able to uphold the top of the hierarchy.

"Why do girls play ground?"

Dominique tilted her tiny head. "Why? Because I want to take this flower for my sister."

"Women shouldn't play land."

"Can't you? Why?"

Casildo walked up to Dominique, then sat crouched down next to her. "Because it's a knight's duty, so I have to help you."

"You're a knight? Really?"

Casildo began to dredge the soil that Dominique had already dug up. Now their fingers and palms are dirty because of the texture of the soil that is moist and cold. Together they keep the roots of the dandelion flower undamaged until the time when it will be laid to the ground. Casildo with a serious expression and Dominique with a carefree expression. Finally, she had a good male friend, unlike Dorothy who was her own sister did not even quite understand her as much as she gave understanding.

"I must be a knight like my father."

When you are sure you have dug up to all sides where the roots of the dandelion spread, together they carefully lifted the intact yellow dandelion along with the bark of the root soil they protected with both their hands. The wind shakes the curtain of fate that covers the stage of destiny, with both children as players. Everything is arranged and it will go as it should.

"I'll bless you, Casildo."

"Blessing ... You're witches?"

"Yes!"

They put the dandelion flowers on a flat ground. Dominique happily ran around the crowd of butterflies, now plucking out some dandelion flowers, until when she hesitated to pick up a sprig of lotus flowers floating on the lake water. Dominique walked here and there looking for the nearest lotus flower she could ever hope for. While Casildo just sat quietly next to the dandelion flowers they took together, keeping the flowers that contain the meaning of life and happiness, of course while watching Dominique.

When Dominique's iris nailed to a point, she approached the edge of the lake in a very slow and careful motion. His hand was outstretched, he only needed to reach for the lotus flower stem and then pull it. However, Dominique seemed hesitant, so she stepped back again, although her body clearly said that she wanted to take just one lotus flower. Dominique kept remembering her father's words not to approach the lake.

Silent. There was no wind or the squeals of the little birds, the butterflies flying over the flowers had disappeared. Until the lake water moves and creates waves that are pushed up to where Dominique and Casildo stand. Dominique had an expression of fear, but Casildo remained calm and stood up to protect Dominique. Far away in the lake, something seemed to pop out of the water, but only Casildo could see it.

Yes, that something is a magic figure that inhabits the lake. The reason why Theomund warned Dominique not to touch the lake water was because the magic of the inhabitants of the lake would not be indiscriminate to kill anyone who did not have the Eye of the Spirit. Casildo was a very special and special boy.

"We'd better not linger here. I'm scared." Children are still children despite having understood the Edict of the Knights at a young age.

As soon as Casildo turned, Dominique immediately thrust a bouquet of flowers, right up to the front of Casildo's nose.

"Thank you for helping me. I want to make a flower crown, but I don't know how."

"I'll just take this. It's also the blessing of a witch, right?"

"Come to my house! Play with me and my sister, you won't get bored there!"

...-: ✧ :-...

"Destiny exists."

"Wizards have no power to resist destiny. What is, if a witch goes against the laws of nature, then it is written in her destiny."

We sat next to each other, leaning against a tree trunk and getting closer to each other. Even though the night has come, we both have the Spirit Eye which means we can see what others cannot see.

"You know better the knight's decree than I do."

"I learned from you."

"where possible. I'm still far below my father."

"You have to be yourself. That way, you will be known as You, not as the son of a knight commander. Be the best you can be."

I pulled my body from the position of leaning against the tree. I asked Casildo to turn his body around, then I removed the uniform button on his neatly attached collar. When it opened, I could see a necklace hanging from his neck. However, if at a glance surely his body that is full of scars will be a source of spotlight. The knight requirement to join the war is a minimum of 18 years old. Casildo had already been plunged into the battlefield accompanied by his father, also happened to be called Cashel father to be able to help his troops from behind.

This necklace was a gift from his mother, before finally removing the trace.

However, the deeper the search, the more purple the color of the skin will be found. No, it's not a bruise. It was already there long ago when Casildo was first born. Actually, no one ever knew who Miss Valera was. I also do not intend to present such a figure because I think it does not have too much effect on the plot of the novel. Even so, I still gave the most memorable description.

Magicians and knights have their own magic allocations. Positive times positive, will produce negative values. Such was Casildo from the relationship between his father who was a knight and his mother who was said to be a great witch. Cashel was very reluctant and did not want to publish who his wife was, the reason he did not want to tell. Clearly, Casildo had been abandoned by his mother since he was old enough to escape from the breast

Casildo also admitted that he did not remember his mother's face. He was never told by his father. Until Casildo gets the rumor that no-no if the truth is that he is an illegitimate child hidden.

"Being a knight takes hard work."

"Being a witch also works hard. People like us are very lucky, when compared to ordinary people out there who have high ideals. Aspiring is very good, but must be able to determine the target, determine who wants to walk on the path, and do not forget to try."

If we had to wait until I was at the level of Dewfall, in consideration we decided not to have children, it would still not have time to heal or slow down the defects of his body. If this defect spreads to a large part of the body, then all actions can be free. How should I help him?

"Destiny is this unique, huh?" He took my hands and kissed them in turn.

Our intimacy is only this. My first kiss and my chastity won't let me loose, it can only be taken by the right people.

Again, there was the sound of horse racing heard from afar. It was not the sound of our horses, but the sound of the horses of others. I let down my guard when I saw the very calm Casildo. As the galloping of the horse drew nearer, a person riding in a brown robe from the skin of a bear fluttered violently. No wonder he got the title of commander. The soul of his leadership is very visible from his appearance, his uniform is full of award medals. To the extent that a child can envy his own father.

Casildo immediately stood up and approached his father who was descending from his mighty horse.

"Dad, let me take care of—"

"No, just let Kenes go for a walk. After all, the rider is busy himself, right?"

Cashel patted his horse's belly, like a gesture telling the horse to leave us. However, it seemed that the order was not working, because the giant stallion named Kenes actually walked up to me. He lowered his head to caress my hair with his head, it seemed like he was a friendly horse. I replied to Kenes' affection with a hand caress, when I looked at Cashel, he smiled with teary eyes.

Why would she cry?

"Kenes, go first!" Casildo's orders.

This horse hesitated to leave me, but I immediately persuaded him to leave by scratching his chin. I looked him in the eye from heart to heart until sure for a while, then he wanted to waltz away from us.

Then I stood up and cleaned my clothes that might have been stuck in dirt. "Mr Cashel, sorry to make you come all the way."

"No problem, as long as it's for you. I'm sorry, but what do you need to call me too?"

It's a heavy topic. It has been a long time in my mind. My father and I only discussed this a few times in the same year as the incident.

"After three years my father and I kept this a secret, I think it's a good time to talk about it."

"About what?"

"My real man who tried to drown me at sea three years ago .. is you."