A Train to Past

Chapter 5

Before we start the 5th chapter, Sorry for the long wait, my exams just got over (oh the struggle it was) Sorry!! And thank you for waiting <33 enjoy!

{ "On the honor of Elion's return to the kingdom, with the success, we shall celebrate the night." The glasses click together. Six kingdoms merged, collectively celebrating, And dancing around the halls and lands. No face seems Unhappy, But only Elion's. He sits on the throne next to his father's, the one that belonged to the queen. Reading the letters Prince Archer had sent to Princess Alora. "We feel the absence of Prince kaz." King Misses the youngest Prince, he has gone to learn the art and language. The others face quickly holds a smile, but they cannot deny the thought of their face, "what if He turns out to be like princess Alora and Prince Elion?" A second prince, Barin of Kingdom Kalopsia has spoken, the kingdom that was blessed with the same power over past years, the power of Creating Delusions. You can take a stone in their kingdom, or to the prince himself, and it'll feel like a diamond. They have delusioned the wars into ballroom, winning against them. Around their presence you cannot trust your surroundings. "If kaz turns out to be like me, I'd take that as an honor." Elion has replied. "Of course, We adore prince Elion, Same way we adore Alora and Kaz." A lullaby voice of Queen of Meraki echoes, who's standing with her king and their children. Meraki, also the kingdom where Prince Kaz is learning the art, they have been blessed with the skillful hands of making anything. Paintings, clothes, accessories with the finishing beauty. "Enough about Prince kaz, let's talk about our Dear Prince Elion." Erryn, the Princess of Serene, the one who adores Elion with her whole heart. Her kingdom is always filled with animals, And other things non-human, Thanks to her brother's power of being able to talk to Them, living or Dead. A snake lingering around her Neck, her brother, Eyal  whispers something Around the snake. "Prince Elion, My son and the eldest prince of my kingdom, has successfully skilled into Techniques of swordship. No one can beat him in a duel, He knows the ancient and present techniques." King says, smiling ear to ear. The pride flickers on his face clearly, learning the sword techniques is something more than manipulating magic, none of the other princes or princesses could complete The whole three years of Training. Prince Elion doesn't exaggerate like his father, he sits with the List of people invited when the Princess takes away the letters. "I don't see anyone from Kingdom Of justice neither from Kingdom of Alchemy." He scans as far as his eyes can reach. }

"What are you writing–?" I stop reading as I notice Lucian writing down something in his Black journal, which looks heavy, and Not very balancing in one hand as he writes from another. "Oh wait, kingdom serene, Kalopsia and— what was the other?" He lifts his eye to me. "Meraki , Justice, Alchemy and Elion's kingdom, Lionson." I say, he opens his mouth to say something but then he continues to write it down. "You remember all of them?" He widens his eyes at me. "I wrote this, of course I do?" I say. I never actually did try to remember it, It came as My memory and stayed there.
"You have some great Memory." He compliments. "That's something I should agree on." He closes the journal, "you don't have to write all that." I advice but he scrunches his nose at me. "Imagine one of the Kingdom went and killed someone and I'm here trying to think what was Their power and who did what." He sighs, "that would be a total confusion." The things he said so casually not knowing that it's actually about us, about him makes me wanna stop reading. Even if he gets attached to Characters he would never know, the actual past of us. I take a break from reading when I close the book I notice the woman staring at me. Again. I'm so close to telling her to mind her business, but I don't know how to,the words won't leave my mouth when it comes to Strangers.
"Do you wanna join me in listening to the story?" Lucian yells over the noise of wind in my ears. I see he's asking the woman to join,
I widen my eyes at him, hoping he won't actually ask her to sit with us. Thankfully she nods In No, and continues to look between the window and her baby. "Why would you invite her?" I whisper, as he leans closer to hear me. "She looks alone and lonely, she should get some entertainment." He smiles in a confusing way looking at her and then me. "Do you think this is entertaining?" I ask without any sense of what I'm saying. "You think I'm telling you this story for fun? To pass your time till you reach?" His smile fades, the wind being the only one talking to his hairs. When he doesn't reply, I continue. "This story might be just a way To pass your time For You. Not me. This story is close to me and my heart, I chose to tell you this, You cannot go around and invite anyone you think is lonely to listen to this story." I tried to make him understand but it might have sounded too rude. The silence fell between us after he said "sorry, I didn't mean to upset you." He leans back and pushes his head back, with earphones on. I look back at The woman who's now staring at Lucian, with a glimpse of pity, sadness in her eyes. I wonder what's her motive to go there, I wonder if there's any.
It's dark outside, the city lights shining all over, the chilly wind of autumn creating an aromatic Scent. Now I'm just a stranger who's Maniac and short-tempered . That's such a great Impression.
I keep looking at the woman, hoping my eyes would say "it's all because of you." But she seems deep in her thoughts, not even flinching when her baby moves their hand around her face as she looks out of the window. I check my phone, the flooded messages of Lia, her brother– my roommate John,
Lia : Just tell me where you are? And how did you end up there?
John : Did you piss my sister off, cause she's muttering a lot.
I have no idea what to say or reply, I cannot lie to them continuously but I also cannot Tell them the truth before Getting myself out of this. Lucian looks peaceful when his eyes are closed, his head leaning at the window Bars. "Only if you acted like Elion too." I whisper to myself, but his eyes fly open. I focus my eye out of the window as soon as he looks at me. "What time is it?" He asks, even though he has his own phone in his hand. "It's almost nine." I say. He nods, not at me but the window. "The next station would be at nine." I have no idea what to do with that information but I hum as a response. "What do you want to eat for dinner?" His eyes half closed, he looks like he can sleep at any moment, me on the other hand, wide awake as an owl. "Oh, nevermind it, I'm not that hungry." He opens his eyes fully concentrating on me, as he leans forward. "Are you serious? You ate one sandwich in the afternoon."
Now that I think of it, i haven't even drank a drop of water,
"Oh well, maybe just some snacks? Like potato chips." He gives me an annoyed look, the one that says "how much can you disappoint me?" I wait for him to say something like that, before a lady approaches us, with a stitched smile on her face. "What would you like to eat sir?" I open my mouth to answer her, asking what's available, before Lucian speaks up. "Potato chips for him, Garnished pasta for me." She looks at me, Confirming if that's what I want. "Actually I'd take Pasta too." I say, in a lower voice, she bends to hear me but Lucian repeats for me. "Why would you say that to her?" I say being embarrassed as she leaves. "You asked for it." I pull the folding table, Between me and Lucian. The seat is almost one sided bed, floral and Soft, it shouldn't be complicated to sleep. I've never gone somewhere Far, The Longest I have traveled was Lia's House. It took us nine hours, And i was exhausted. The Waitress soon arrives with two plates of Pasta in her hand, She places it on the table, "Enjoy the dinner, call for me if you need something." She says and Walks away. I turned my head to see if that woman with the child ordered something, she didn't. Lucian Rolls the pasta onto the fork, eating it as decently as he can. I cover my mouth with each bite, awkward. "So," Lucian speaks with his mouth full, "when did you start writing this story?" He questions.
"I wrote some drafts In Middle school." I speak after swallowing my food. "I edited it in my first year of college." He nods and continues to roll the pasta. "So I assume you're in your second year now?" I nod at his guessing. It feels odd to talk about anything but the story, I don't show it. "Is Literature and Art your major?" He asks again, I nod, amused at his correct guessing. I continue eating, it's gloomy now out of the window. I wonder if he'll sleep once it hits ten, If he's Not a night owl. "Do you have some photographs? The one you clicked?" His silvery voice disturbs My admiration of the night sky. "No, but there might be some in my phone." I already finished my food, He's left with a few bites more. I remove my phone, and open my documents. After scrolling down from Lia, John's and Random Spam photos, I finally come across my finest Photography, A deer that stands under a waterfall, some droplets about to fall onto him, When I freeze the moment as I click. "I clicked this one when I went to a camp with my friends." I handed him the phone. "It's beautiful." He compliments, zooming into it. My smile fades away, I remember the date, Seventeen of April, two days after I completed Elion's painting. I remember clicking the painting's picture, my heart catches quick beats, Not knowing how to ask for the phone back, If he swiped I'm doomed.