26 Spread Her Wings

As tears trailing down her cheeks, she wipes them dry, heads downward, she clears the lump bothering in her throat.

Baba Lucia and Senya cannot say further but letting her cry in silence. Although curious what was the reason, they waited for her to calm down, and ready to speak once again.

Later on, she asked. "How far is this village to the Great Kingdom, Baba Lucia?"

Baba Lucia and Senya looked at each other. It was Senya who return the question as more curious to know everything about her.

"Are you living in the Great Kingdom, sister Harrah?"

Harrah did not respond in an instance but contemplating what to share to them. Yet she doesn't like to tell lies, but she is keeping her true identity.

"Um, honestly. I remember nothing or familiar with everything around here. But a shaman read my memories, and he perceives, everyone calls me Harrahinah. That's how I learned about my name."

Truly, she has no idea about this world, but she has to tell only half-truth for no further questions.

"Then, you don't know who is your family?"

She nodded. "Maybe, I could get more answers once I go to Asana City. Maybe I could remember something. That is why I may leave soon to look for my friends."

"Do you mean, that you have a companion?"

"I have, Baba Lucia. But it seems, we parted. In what the Caravan saying that there is a huge storm, then we separated because of it. I have to find them," she announced.

"Would you be okay to travel alone? If you lost your memories, then you must know, this continent now filled with danger. It has been 18 years since the king disappeared. It means, a lot of dangerous activities going around, most especially that the 3000th year's celebration, the founding of the Great Kingdom is approaching. Bandits would be around."

"Oh, right? The reason we were in a hurry to arrive in the kingdom to prepare for the celebration. My friends were in hasty."

"Wow! It sounded like a huge celebration! I haven't been there yet!" Senya said.

"You need not mention. I know you wanted to go to that city and your head began running wild now."

"It's all because you haven't brought me there yet, granny!"

"I cannot travel that far anymore. Look how old I am already."

"Eh!" she twitches her lips in disappointment.

"Hmm… but Harrah, I cannot allow you to leave and made a journey alone. Still, the good people that left you here need assurance that you will be in good hands."

"Yes, yes! You need a company, sister Harrah!" Senya winks at Harrah that made her laughs.

"Senya!"

"Granny? I am just suggesting, you know," she pouted.

"Like I haven't perceived that you are recommending yourself."

"Hehe… that could be one thing also," she grins.

"Senya!"

"All right! I'll go and get us tea!"

Sighing hopelessly, Baba Lucia speaks out. "Please, I apologize for my granddaughter's behavior."

"There is nothing you have to apologize, Baba Lucia. Senya is just a witty person."

"Hmm… a witty, indeed. She was like her mother, a cheerful woman, full of humor. I know, she wanted to spread her wings and wished to fly like a free winged beast."

"You worry not because of her behavior, but disappointments she may encounter. Is it, Baba Lucia? It is what you afraid she would feel if one day she will step outside this village?"

Baba Lucia stunned by her words, she then smirks. She already perceives that she is not only just a pretty face, but her wisdom is mature more than her granddaughter Senya.

"I do."

Harrah smiled. She could relate to it. She also dreamed to spread her wings and fly on her own… no matter what the outcomes, she's determined to carry out the duty her forefathers pass on her.

* * *

Senya brought her around the town. It was still night in Lorrie Village, with the two moons give them bright light. Since she can not sleep again, Senya drags her while Baba Lucia resting.

Wandering around the central town, she learned how their life works with a longer daytime and during nighttime.

Some stores open only at night, and stores just open a day. The villager selling alternately.

"Hello, Miss Gimli!" Senya greeted a middle-aged woman who was preparing to open her store.

"Good morning, Senya!" she returned the greetings. "You seem very early today?" she then asked.

"Ah, I cannot sleep since our guest awake!" she told the woman.

The middle-aged woman, Mrs. Gimli, owned a small store selling fruits and vegetables. She scheduled her store to open five hours before the sun rises and closes the store before sundown.

Sometimes, Senya is helping her to watch the store. And then she will give her vegetables and fruits they could have consumed for several days since only the two of them: Baba Lucia, and she to eat up all the foods they receive for free from the villager.

Mrs. Gimli noticed that she is not familiar with her companion. She is new to her eyes.

"Oh, is she that girl, Senya?" she guessed, that it was the said guest.

Cheerfully, Senya replied. "Yes, it was her, Mrs. Gimli!"

"Oh, gracious! Finally, you woke up!" she talked to Harrahina this time.

"Hello, Madam." Harrah bends her knees and bow partly, gesturing a noble greeting.

"Oh, gracious!" the middle-aged woman blushes and her eyes turned heart shapes. "I was never called by Madam this sweet voice!"

"See? I am right, Mrs. Gimli? She truly from a wealthy family! Perhaps, a noble!"

"She looks like a princess. She sounded like a well-educated person."

Mrs. Gimli and Senya glancing at Harrah who was just standing quietly on the side, but eyes seem to marvel to her surroundings.

"The way she sways her body, she looks like, never been in the slum area. Haha!" Mrs. Gimli laughs in a low tone.

They were peering at Harrah, who curiously scanned the vegetables and fruits displayed in the store. Her eyes beaming while looking at them, sparkling from excitement.

She picks up one fruit that has a color of the purple weight of seven pounds. Not that huge, but weighing great. Scrutinizing its appearance, she could inhale the pleasant aroma from the fruit.

"How it tastes like? Is it sweet? It seems, smells like one!" she asked innocently. Her eyes glued onto the fruit, and so she did not perceive their reaction.

Senya and Mrs. Gimli dropped their jaw, shocked smudged on their faces. They weighed whether to laugh or assume that she never visits their kitchen.

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"Is something wrong?" Harrah asked, puzzled.

Mrs. Gimli and Senya shook their head. Smiles tore their lips, pretending they weren't shocked at all. They would not make any comment that would embarrass her. Who she seems never knew what kind of fruit that is…

Who doesn't know what kind of fruit is it? They weren't to think their guest never saw one before, but everyone knew this fruit as it could find in every corner of this planet.