Chapter 120: Chapter 120

“Even in my wildest dream, I never though that I can meet with the great magician as you, Miss Kaleela.” Helga said with a friendly smile. Her blue eyes gleaming into something that make Kaleela annoyed. "Welcome to the Frozen Magic Land. I hope you can enjoy your visit in this humble island.”

Kaleela crossed her arms, “Long time no see, Krueger. Fifteen years, isn’t it?”

“Yes. After the graduation, we separate ways. So, how are you, great magician?”

“Please stop being sarcastic. Ah, please let me introduce my husband to you. Grant, this is my underclassmen, Helga Krueger. Krueger, this is Grant.”

Helga threw a warm smile to Grant before she looked at that red-headed woman, “I thought you will never get married.”

“Things happened.”

“Ah, I see. Anyway, the world is narrower than I thought. Your niece was a nice girl. She told me about you.”

Grant added, “She is a good cook, isn’t it?”

“I can’t agree more. Besides, the one who draw the design of the ice castle was her! She indeed a genius!” Helga said with sparkling eyes.

After all this time, she starts to take a liking on that young woman who were smart, humble, and kind. Helga even starting to make a potion to cure her acne since none magic spell can cure it.

“Yes, yes. She is the best niece in this world!” Grant nodded and starting to act like doting uncle. “We didn’t see the Ice Castle yet. But, I’m certain that it must be a masterpiece.”

“Indeed! Please look forward to it. Even her husband is a good man too. He can get along with my stubborn brother.” Helga smile widely when thinking about it.

Desmond is not an easy man to talk with. His axe talk faster than his mouth. Helga knew that his brother is a kind man. But, not everyone can corporate with his temperament side.

Yet, Max can handle him. Helga was certain that both of they are strong men. If they were fighting to each other, Helga unsure who will be the winner.

Meanwhile, Grant knitted his brow, “Husband?”

“Yes, Max is somewhat romantic man. He always looked tense when Cecil was around with Callisto. You know, the man who guard the pot in the Square.”

Kaleela smirked, “My, the lovebird take their relationship into different level. Being young must be great.”

“Young? Well, Twenty five isn’t that young anymore, Miss Kaleela.” Helga smile, but she already crossed her arms.

“Twenty five? She is barely 16!” Grant rolled his eyes.

“Wait! Are we talking about the same person? This Cecil has purple eyes, long black hair and a lot of acnes in her face.”

“Acnes? My Niece has perfect glass skin like my wife. Perhaps, we were talking about a different person. As far as I know, only our family who inherit that purple eyes. “

“Really?” Kaleela’s eyes widen. “But, Armano and you got the gray eyes?”

“Well, we are not that lucky.” He shrugged.

Helga slightly tilted her head. Starting to put the piece together, “Your family? Wait, Armano? Do you mean… Duke Lancia?”

“Yes, he is my brother. Of course, I am more handsome than him.”

“So, that means… Cecil is coming from Lancia’s family and Max is the second… prince?” Helga’s lips dried up. So does her throat. She tried to gulped but can’t. Her hand trembled.

“Kruger, what happened? You look pale.”

“Ah! No, it’s nothing, I think, I think, I’m sorry! I should go now. Bye then! Crimson, please take care of them!” Helga turned away and start walking, as fast as her heartbeat do, to their opposite direction.

Crimson put his stick left hand to his forehead, “Yes, Ma’am!”

“What happened to her?”

Kaleela shook her head, “How should I know? She always being cheerful like that. It's bugging me somehow. Then Crimson, take us to the ice castle!”

*

Helga bit her nail while she was looking on the clipping from an old newspaper. It is almost unreadable, but Helga use her magic to make it easier to understand.

She re-read an artie about the death of late Duchess Lancia. Her health was failing gradually after Cecilia born. Duke didn’t remarry and its make Cecilia as the sole inheritor.

The blue eyes woman tried to find the archive about Cecilia Lancia, and she only found about her nasty behavior toward another people. The more she reads, the more she didn’t recognize that noble woman.

As if they were two different persons. For her, Cecil is kind-hearted woman who cared about everyone.

“But, why did she lie?” She murmured to herself. Her brain already thinking several bad thought. However, deep in her heart, Helga knows that Cecil must be had good reason. “Except, she was… acting for all this time.”

She let out a heavy sigh before left the library and walking in slow motion as if she doesn’t have any strength to move a muscle. All her brain cell only focusing about Cecilia and Max.

“Helga, what are you doing?” Desmond’s hoarse voice make her flinched. His brother is the last people she wanted to see now. Her blue eyes shifted to that voice’s owner.

Desmond was sitting around in the frozen log outside the forest. Its surrounding was silent since the town is a bit far from there. The sun still hiding behind the cloudy sky.

“Ah, I’m just… well, walking around.”

He raised his brow, “It’s so rare to see you nervous like that. What happened?”

“No, nothing! Anyway, what are you doing here?”

Desmond patted the empty spot beside him. “Sit here. I’m just thinking about something.”

“What is this?” she asked when sitting beside her brother.

“This town is slowly changing. Into the good way.”

“You are right.”

“It’s because of those people who spark a fire inside our heart. Honestly, I was starting to feeling bored. All I care was looking to someone who were stronger to me. We live by robbed and killed people. Who knows that rebuild that poor town became a new hobby for me?

To see their smile when you create those talking snowmen, or when eat that soup every day. I never knew that happiness is just... simple.”

Hearing those word from you make me feel worried. Did you catch a cold?” Helga forced a smile.

“Perhaps.” Desmond said with a faint smile. His eyes staring at the trees. No one know what he thought.

The silent was lingering between them. Made his sister became uncomfortable. She bit her nails and wondering how to tell him without making him angry. No matter what happened, Desmond deserve to know the truth. It's better if he know sooner than feel betrayed in the future.

“Older Brother.”

“Hmm.”

She started to inhale deeply without looking at Desmond’s direction,“That young couple… You know. They are Cecilia Lancia and Maxwell, the second prince of this Empire.”