Twenty Five

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It was the twenty first century.

A time where gadgets can be seen and used everywhere, where magic was no other than fiction. It was a modern peaceful world so far in the current times.


"Who made me a Princess last chapter was published yesterday"

A man with raven hair and a pair of light blue and dark blue heterochromia eyes which was unique and one of a kind these days spoke, carefully eyeing the lady right in front of him


"Wow, haven't heard about it for awhile. Thank you for telling me"

The (hair color) female replied with chuckle, pushing back a stray (hair color) locks behind her ear as she looks back at the man closely following behind her


"Well you won't shut up about it so I took interest over it"

The man said, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment, ears tinting red that did not go unnoticed by the Lady right in front of him


"Cute"

The lady laugh at her lovers flustered figure, (eye color) iris shining brightly as she look at his figure


"Hey!"

"What?"

The female chuckled at her lover


But upon seeing her smiling face, the man's heart soften and just shook his head with a smile.

Ever since he meet her eight years ago at the academy and went into the same university with her, he felt an invisible string pulling him towards her. Maybe it was love at first sight, maybe it was the way she smiled, maybe it was just her.

He always felt like he was missing something, turns out in just one look, it was her he was missing.


"You know Theodore"


Looking away from her lover, she look at the mesmerizing garden around her.

It was one of her dreams to reach the Kew Gardens, in London for she loves and always admire garden, she doesn't know why, she just love such scenery.


"as much as I adore the most beautiful gardens around the world"

She then looks back at him, his heterochromia pair of iris meet her (eye color) ones


"I think nothing is more beautiful than your name"

She smiles at him


"God's Gift and Gentle Breeze"


The scene feels oddly familiar for both person, nevertheless the female continue to smile and look at him, never once looking away from him


"Theodore Zephyr"


He did not know why he felt so emotional, he never really care what his name nor what it means, as long as he have one he doesn't really care.


"I really like it"


It was not the first he heard that coming from her yet upon hearing those words coming from the love of his life, he couldn't help but to smile and to pull her from embrace.

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