Eeveelutions of Hohenzollern : The Cursed Bloodline

Scroll 2: Time To Go

(The morning in Albert's farm field)

Albert: {Now what to do? I guess get ready for the winter. I knew that winters are very unpleasant here}

(Katyusha suddenly appears behind of him with a little wooden pot)

Katyusha: Boo.

Albert: Huh?!! Ah it's you, stop it.

Katyusha: *chuckles* Aight. I'm here to deliver the delicious Feodorovich's cabbage soup. *giving the pot*

Albert: Oh? Thank you. *picks the pot*

Katyusha: You need to thank me by eating it infront of me.

Albert: Huh?

Katyusha: *giggles* Come on, I want to see your jaws chew these cabbages and taste the seasonings with your tongue.

Albert: Uhm, alright? I will eat it on my terrace and as you wish you can watch me eating this.

Katyusha: Yes! I can watch how the royal feast really is!

Albert: Pffft, you should remember I live and raised in barrack for years and I don't remember when I eat like a prince really should.

Katyusha: *giggles* I don't care. I can just watch my boyfriend eats my cooks.

Albert: Alrighty.

(Seconds after, they are sitting face to face with each other)

Albert: *Eating the food slow and calmly*

Katyusha: *Staring at his face with both hand below her chin*

Albert: .......You have some breakfast this morning?

Katyusha: No worries, I already have.

Albert: Mmhm.

Katyusha: .......Oh, I remembered. I got something to ask and talk with you.

Albert: Talk to me then.

Katyusha: It's about...my...grandmother. You should knew her right?

Albert: ......She was the only mommy figure I ever have untill now. Even though I only interact and babysitted by her for 3 or so years.

Katyusha: Oh, I remember. Maybe I shouldn't ask you because you are too young that time and couldn't remember a thing.

Albert: ......you know kazaki kolybel'naya pesnya?

Katyusha: .....It's...grandma always sing that when I can't sleep. I suprised you know that song at first.

Albert: I adore that song as much as you are. It stuck in my head even if I didn't listen to that song from mom-.....your grandma for 14 years. Well, I forgot that song exists untill when I'm on my journey here. The song was sung again to my ears somewhere in a village quite far from here. I asked the title of that song and suddenly the memory refreshed.

Katyusha: .......I miss her so much.

Albert: I'm feeling sorry that I can't even say thank you or give your family some gift.

Katyusha: Nah, my grandma didn't even show us grief or despair. She always show us happy face instead like nothing happens.

Albert: ..................

Katyusha: Anyways, I'd like to ask if *looking around then whispers* anyone else knew of your real identity.

Albert: Well, maybe this will suprise you but, your dad knew it since a day after I am arrived here.