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This scene is inspired by the Escaflowne drama CD Thoughts of Jeture. I thought it'd be cute to do a "what if" moment. What if Dilandau hadn't attacked at that time in Asturia? What if the characters had been able to attend the Festival of Jeture?
Just something light hearted and hopefully cute!
I'm not a big fan of writing. I much prefer to read other people's works, but this is what I wrote for the scene.
"The city was abound with festivities. The echoes of laughter and song carried on the wind, minstrels were playing instruments that reminded her of a zither, lute, and some type of flute. They were singing tales of the great sea god, Jeture. Songs and poems of the tragic love story of Alia and Meifia. There were troupes doing small puppet theatres acting out tales of the heroic kings of the past, and fables for children.
Delicious scents from food wafted through the air. There were several stalls confectioneries, specialty breads, roasted meats. Young adults dressed in costumes, similar to what they were wearing, passed by; maidens clinging to their partners arms and pointing to the stalls they wanted to visit. Little games for young males to impress their female companions.
A medieval type festival… I wonder if this is what they had been like on Earth too? Well… maybe without the beast people... I still can’t get used to this, she thought to herself, as she passed by a dolphin-like couple.
They had wandered over to a small, less busy village square to grab some refreshments, Millerna was adamant that they try a particular beverage only served this time of year. Allen, being the ever honorable knight, took on the task to grab said refreshments. Millerna sat down at a small decorative table outside the small cafe like building. “You’ll love this drink! Vino pales in comparison, Hitomi,” Millerna gave a knowing wink to the lightweight. Hitomi rolled her eyes. The princess was elegant and regal, but had a side of mischief to her. She hated to admit it, but she did like Millerna quite a bit, aside from the Allen rivalry. But she knew that she had no chance with the knight. He flirted with her, but that was just how he was. He did it with all the palace maids… every woman he encountered for that matter. Indeed, he was just a natural charmer.
She huffed and her eyes drifted to the Fanelian king. Van was discretely looking around, his eyes scanning the locality for any sign of Zaibach interference she supposed, Always on edge…Van, can't you ever take a minute to breath? She sighed and took the time to appreciate the festive decorations.
Colorful pennant banners were strewn overheard, going from building to building. Flower boxes were filled with greenery and some had native flora. The centre was home to a simple but beautiful fountain, water spewing from the dragon heads adorning it. The crystal clear water seemed to sparkle, and the fine mist from the spray created beautiful little rainbows in the early noon sun. The little square had slightly less people at this time of day due to the main attractions being scattered around the bazaar, and in other parts of the city.
A small group of younger couples were drawn towards a quartet detting up in the far end of the square. "Oh!!” she exclaimed. “Van, let’s check that out!” Hitomi grabbed his arm and all but dragged him behind her.
Van had been deep in thought, surveilling the area. He had this feeling someone was watching them, but Hitomi’s ease and lack of concern had him wondering if maybe he was being overly paranoid? Afterall… Hitomi does have that… power which allows her to sense dangers... I can’t rely on that though. He had heard her call his name and mumble something to him, but he was still preoccupied with his thoughts. The next thing he knew, he felt a strong tug on his arm. The shock caused him to stumble slightly, but he was able to quickly regain his composure. He hadn’t expected the green eyed girl to be so forceful, or brazen. “Come on! Let’s see what they’re doing!”
Millerna watched as the two made their way over to the little gathering. Her plan to act as match maker seemed to be working on the young king and his female companion. A sly smile graced her features. "Princess?" Allen had finally returned with a small tray of beverages. "Oh, Allen, perfect timing," Millerna graciously took the beverage handed to her and returned her gaze to the youthful couple.
Allen's gaze wandered over to them. "I definitely didn't think I'd see him dancing. It's good to see him in higher spirits. I was worried he'd be brooding," Allen said with a small chuckle.
"You have to admit. She has a certain way about her, I think it they're a good match, don't you think so Allen?" Millerna's eyes twinkled.
”It looks like they’re going to dance," she excitedly announced.
"Hitomi, we don’t have time to waste on this…” he grumbled.
”Oh come on Van! Live a little! Do you know it?”
”You do realize I am a King, do you not? Of course I’d know of other countries and their traditional dances. Fanelia has one similar to this as well,” he said a slight frown forming on his features. He wasn’t really upset, he enjoyed that she treated him as someone normal. But it did hurt his pride just a bit that she apparently thought him that much of a bumpkin.
”Then let’s do it! You should try to have fun and enjoy this,” she said as she started to mimic what the other young women were doing. Their hands lifted and they were shaking the little bells at their wrists. The steps and motions looked very similar to la Moresca.
Van shook his head and a very small, amused smile crept over his lips as he gave in to her whims."