Fake Princess
CXCV Chapter
King Bagaskara retreated a few steps back, looking as if a white-robed man was walking towards them. The white-robed man stood beside Danurdara who was bowed again...
Looking at the man earlier while nodding him towards King Bagaskara who again walked closer as if returning a nod from the man.
Standing beside King Bagaskara, the man moved his head to look at Ajeng who was also standing not too far from them, I looked at Ajeng who had walked up to the white-robed man.
The man put his hand into his robe, long I stared at him who seemed to be trying to reach something in it. A small black book came out following the man's hand out of the robe...
Bowing the man as his hands opened the booklet, a foreign word came out loud from his lips. Let out my gaze on the side of his hand that has been raised towards Danurdara and Wasfiah...
Long ago the man said those words, I turned my gaze to several adults including my father who was downcast to set their eyes down...
The foreign words that the man spoke stopped, my eyes still turned to those around who had raised their heads back. I bow my head back to the white-robed man...
It appears that the man rewinded his steps back a few steps followed by the advance of King Bagaskara standing where the man had stood before. I turned my gaze to Ajeng who had held a small gold-plated bowl in his hand...
Turning around King Bagaskara grabbed the small bowl in Ajeng's hand earlier, stepped he approached Wasfiah while standing King Bagaskara was beside him. I looked at King Bagaskara who lifted a brush from the golden bowl in his hand earlier.
He directed the brush to Wasfiah's head which was filled with gold-plated headdress. King Bagaskara again put the brush into the bowl as he walked back to Danurdara.
King Bagaskara again did as he had done to Wasfiah before, his hand reached for the brush in the golden bowl. With a little down the brush in his hand was moving slowly patting the head of Danurdara who was down.
King Bagaskara again stood up as he turned around with both hands moved to put the golden bowl back to Ajeng who had raised both palms beside King Bagaskara.
Ajeng put the golden bowl on his knees near his feet as his hand reached for a gold-plated glass located not far from the tray containing rice with the roasted chicken. Moving Ajeng stood up as he turned around he gave the glass to King Bagaskara, back to his knees Ajeng by grabbing and lifting the tray containing yellow rice in his hand...
He slightly bent down as his hand moved to feed Wasfiah with yellow rice mixed with roasted chicken in his hand. Moving the glass that was next to his other hand was in the direction of Wasfiah, let me look at Wasfiah who had turned his lips to the edge of the glass earlier and drank it...
Moving King Bagaskara closer to Danurdara, I looked at him who again did the same thing as he did to Wasfiah before. King Bagaskara took a few steps back, turning my gaze to the white-robed man who walked forward to Danurdara and Wasfiah who were still sitting down...
The white-robed man again chanted very unfamiliar words heard in the ears. Back and back, the adults bowed as I looked around...
"May Deus take care of them," my body was a little stunned as the words were spoken together as the man stopped his words.
I turned my gaze back to the two Knights carrying spears and one Knight carrying a large umbrella with a tall stick. The three Knights walked over, along with Julissa who also walked up to Danurdara and Wasfiah.
I looked at Ajeng who had helped Wasfiah stand up, moving me and Julissa to stand their backs. I spread my legs with Julissa when there was a little sound issued by Ajeng before...
Walking I approached a golden tray with a stretch of flower petals located in the middle of the room. I stopped my footsteps standing against the golden tray on the floor...
Turning back I looked at Wasfiah as I stepped my foot over her, I stretched my palm over her arm with Julissa doing the same thing on her other arm...
Forward us a few steps while holding Wasfiah slowly standing on a tray of gold filled with petals. I let go of my hand to Wasfiah while kneeling me in front of him...
I give my hand to reach the gold nails arranged beside the inside of the tray, let them stick one by one on the fingernails Wasfiah...
My chest was murmuring, my sweat was getting more and more out when my fingers moved to attach the gold nails to the Wasfiah fingers. I gently clasped his wrist as if trying to calm his slightly shaking hand...
Would I feel the same nervousness? When I marry someone.