[A few minutes before Anastasia got to the top of the tower]
A young boy about 14 years of age, looking quite mature for his age, strolled through the pathway that led through the orchard, clicking his tongue as if annoyed. Moments ago he had been in an argument with a certain personage, and was why he was in a bad mood.
“Adults, they never listen… tch”
Even though it was night, the environment was quite illuminated by moonlight. There were small twinkling lights moving here and there through the dark orchard. Common fairies. It was as if they were playing together with the tiny fireflies.
Leon stopped when he reached a tall tower that was right in the middle of central heaven. He had come walking quite a distance, having not even realised it. He didn't come here often unless he was passing this place to meet with the general supreme. But that, also by carriage.
The central tower was just a tall tower, with an open area above it giving you a good view of all Heaven. They say it had been frequently used by the founding empress to host tea parties for her closest associates. But after her demise there had been a certain spell casted on the tower forbidding entry for anyone other than that of the royal family. And dueto this the place was left abandoned for centuries.
Leon inspected the large door at the bottom of the tower. There were vines going all over covering it, but it seemed sturdy. Maybe the spell was preserving it. Moments later after placing his palm on it, the vines reclined as if they were tentacles of some living creature, and Leon pushed open the door. As soon as he entered, the door closed from behind, and he could hear the vines moving outside. And yes, Leon had royal blood running through him.
Inside the tower was a hollow space filled with a variety of white flowers and vines running here and there in the bottom floor. And in the middle one could find a cage like contraption that would take you to the top of the tower. Moonlight seeped in through the large windows around the tower.
Leon got into the contraption and made his way to the top. Just before he did, he thought he saw what might have been moon fairies. But immediately brushed off the thought, as moon fairies didn't live in this part of the empire. He had only seen them once. A distant memory filled his mind.
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A nostalgic atmosphere.
A small boy, peeks from behind a tree at a fairly young elf wearing a velvet gown sitting on the lush grass, beside a large fountain. She has a round cloth and a needle in her hand.
She notices him and smiles looking his way.
“Oh you're here again, boy?”
She calls out, and gestures for him to come sit down beside her.
“What are you doing?”
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The little kid asks as he sits down beside her on the fountain’s edge.
“Embroidery, wanna see?”
The little boy even though unable to understand the meaning of that word was able to understand what she was doing.
“What's that thing in it?”
“It's a flower. A flower that grows in my homeland.”
“Ohh”, the kid stares at the partially embroidered flower.
“They grow all over Lutania.”, She says while continuing her sewing. “Hehe, let's go see them, once I'm done with this thing here…”, The lady elf says gently touching her swollen belly.
“Waaa your tummy has gotten bigger!”
“Ahahaha, wanna touch?”
“Uhh No!”
“Ahahaha, oh come on boy. Ahaha”
“Stop teasing him Elda”
Someone calls from behind as the memory fades away.
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Without Leon's knowing the contraption had reached the top. The slight jolt brought him back to the present.
“Maybe I should drop by tomorrow. Wonder how she’s doing…”
Leon thought to himself as he got off and went towards a door which led to a flight of stairs ultimately leading to the top.
It was a spacious open area with a large round table in the middle. The roof was kept on huge arches that gave a splendid all around view. Leon went towards an arch, then took a deep breath and let it out.
“Haaah that's better…”
He then sat on the quite spacious window sill and leaned against the pillar of the arch. There he spectated the bustling metropolis of Heaven. Guess I'll stay here for a bit longer.
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A short while passed and it was starting to get a bit chilly. Leon was about to get off the window sill when he heard a noise of soft footsteps coming up the stairs.
Leon froze and stayed where he was. There were only four, other than himself that could be up there, and two of them were out of question as they were too young. The other two whichever it was made Leon profusely sweat.
To his astonishment it was a small girl, probably 4 - 5 years old in what seemed to be her night gown. She had long milk white hair which shone in the moonlight. This made her look a bit older than her actual age.
“A cute little bunny!”
For some reason it seemed like this was not the first time she had come up the tower.
The little girl went towards a large arc and, with much effort, made herself on to the window sill. Then peaked looking out of the tower. That was when a sudden gust of wind blew past, swaying her long hair. She was losing her balance and was going to fall off, when Leon acted swiftly without hesitation, getting hold of the light thing and bringing her towards him.
She looked like a frightened little bunny who had been caught sneaking out of her hole.