Chapter 4-3 (1/2)
Blacksmith V4 C3
February 20, 2017
It was the day of the Autumn Sports Festival.
On that day the students had a chance to show the results of their day-to-day training. Some people were not enthusiastic about it, while others just loves it.
One of the latter was entering my room right then.
”You look on fire, prince.”
”Oh, I've done quite a bit for the sports festival today.”
I know that the prince was impatient to show to Iris what he could do. Because given his athleticism, unless he had an accident, he couldn't be defeated in the individual event.
”Don't get injuried, don't get hurt.”
”Who do you think I am? Come on, look at me.”
Perhaps he thought that Iris really cared about the individual event and would cheer him. I was smiling.
I wished I were right, but I wasn't sure.
”By the way, Kurri, did you remember to invite the family of Iris?”
”Yes. We had to invite them because Iris is depressed, correct?”
”Yes. Tell my name when they ask for your invitation, later today at the festival.”
”Wait a minute!”
”Don't you have a grudge with my father?”
”He's still a noble, there is no problem.”
I was really surprised by the prince 's words.
”Prince, have you invited me personally?”
”Oh, what is it? Is there something wrong?”
”I thought I would be invited through the school. If I am to say your name as an invitation, I couldn't refuse even if I wanted to, and that troubles me.”
”Is that so?”
This prince, I still didn't understand my power upon him.
I mean, all of a sudden ordinary people were meddling with the prince, it was quite unsettling.
”Huh, I should have taken care of that.”
”I do not know who should have done what, but if Iris is pleased I'm ok with it, that's all.”
He was still not understanding.
”Well, Iris' family members will arrive soon, shall we pick them up?”
”Are you going to welcome them personally!? Do you want to kill them?”
”What are you talking about? Do you mean to go greed them on your own?”
”Please, think about it, you might miss the beginning of the festival!”
”You're over-exaggerating, end of the story.”
It was impossible to stop the prince, so we reached the entrance of the school.
A coach arrived. It was supposed to carry Iris' family. I felt uncomfortable.
While I was waiting with such a sense of uneasiness, I heard familiar voices calling my name.
When I looked up, my parents were smiling in the coach.
The looked much happier than I did.
”Dad, mom, welcome.”
”Oh, you look fabulous, my daughter. And look at this wonderful banquet, let's have something to eat and have fun!”
”Oh, no need to hurry, it's nothing special.”
My parents were only concerned about the food. I wonder if it is true, that travelling does that.
”Hellan, it's been a long time.”
The prince stepped in between us. Oh, that development could bring nothing good.
”Oh, isn't this prince Ark. I am terribly sorry, we just had a long voyage.”
”No, don't you worry. If you too would make me the honour of being your guest next summer, I will gladly come and visit your lands, Hellan.”
”Yes, absolutely.”
The prince bid them their pardon, and the coach with my parents left.
My father looked pissed.
It was because of the prince's manners. If you are not used to him, it's inevitable.
We began feeling worried about Iris' family.
”Huh, are you going to give up on waiting for them?”
”No, I won't!”
The tension was building up!
A few minutes later, a luxurious horse-drawn carriage approached the school.
It had to be that one! Definitely!
The prince looked relieved. The same feeling was manifested by my face.
I was wondering what Iris' family, who worked the field, could have been thinking while traveling in such a coach.
It must have not felt comfortable to play the part of Cinderella.
The coach finally arrived, and the door opened.
A woman with simple clothes came out. Her face resembled that of Iris. She was definitely Iris' mother.
Even though she was about 40 years old, there was some kind hidden beauty somewhere in her appearance.
”Oh, this is such a beautiful place, I feel like I've entered a fairy tale.”
Iris' mother was admiring the place with her mouth open. Then, a boy and a girl came out.
Even if I said “a boy”, he looked almost as old as us.
He could have been as old as Rahsa, perhaps? I wondered if the tho girls were younger than him. He still somehow resembled them, anyway.
They were both beautiful, just like Iris.
They looked around, and seemed even more impressed than their mother. Their eyes were shining.
The prince was looking at that scene, and he felt immensely happy.