Idiotic

"If you can't accept me now, it's fine even if I feel like I'm receiving the death penalty." Arthur looked at Eleanor's back as she stood back. The little back that has always been the center of his attention since he first met.

"But please accept my next effort, and if I end up unable to make you accept me, it's okay for you to end my life with both hands."

Eleanor clasped her hands firmly. Sighing, she decided not to consider Arthur's remarks important. The man must have been so desperate that he didn't understand the meaning of his suicidal words.

Just as Ele stepped on the first leg, Arthur grabbed her hand. Link their fingers and squeeze them warmly.

Ele wants to let go, but Arthur insists. Instead, he stepped his feet closer. Hugging Eleanor from behind. He leaned his head.

No matter if after this his bone that had not healed would crack again, he still tightened the hug. Having a destiny like Ele is his dream. He thought, Ele must just need time to accept it.

"I'm going to be stubborn, I'm going to fight for you. But please, don't throw me away now." Closing his eyes tightly, Arthur could smell Eleanor's natural body faintly.

A few seconds passed in silence, there were many thoughts wandering within the elf's little head. She wanted to deny Arthur's embrace, but in the other corner of her heart didn't want to do it.

Calming the fluttering of her crazed heart, Eleanor gave a chance at the bond between them. She realized that the harder she tried to escape, the stronger Arthur's efforts to possess it.

"I'm not going to get in your way, do whatever you want. But, if you get in my way," Eleanor turned around. Staring at Arthur's face from a very close distance. Her eyes highlighted sharply and intimidatingly.

"Then I'll finish you off in one slash!" released Arthur's hand still attached to her, Eleanor stepping away from Arthur. Deliberately missed the enthusiastic expression painted on the warrior's face.

Arthur smiled, staring at Eleanor's departure with hope. His pale lips muttered softly, "yes, it's okay. Do as you please, and I will do anything to get you!"

***

The conversation that took no more than half an hour had passed. But, to this day it still looms in Arthur's memory.

Eleanor hadn't said directly if she gave him a chance. But in the absence of rejection, Arthur felt given hope. It's a bit blurry, but that's okay. Arthur was willing to try even in the blind spot.

And today, Arthur and the others stepped away from the castle. Through many considerations about Arthur's health, they agreed to leave after the man was able to move more freely. After all, Eleanor had to take responsibility for her actions.

"Is this castle one of Xein's gifts?" muttered William. The man tied a cloth bag on his back, holding Lucy on the left side of his body. His dashing stature looks to remain strong despite the ridiculous appearance. A handsome man with a daughter who was sning around his waist.

"It seems so, I saw his face painting in the main hall." Arthur narrowed his eyes, he lowered his head to grab Lucky's small hand so he could hold it.The only one who ever came face to face with the spirit of only Arthur. Because Lucy had already forgotten the face she had seen in the man's body.

"Then let's say thank you, we can take shelter from the bad weather in this safe place!" suggested Juliet. They all agreed and bowed. Each other muttered a word of gratitude for the gift that the flying prince gave.

Unlike the others, Eleanor snorted. She turned his back to annoyance, and turned around with no intention of doing the same. She feels so fed up.

Arthur glanced from the tail of his eyes, noticing Eleanor's increasingly cold attitude. He wanted to get closer, but was still afraid that the elf would dismiss him harshly. It's not good to see children.

"We've said thank you, let's go!" exclaimed Juliet enthusiastically. SHe looked at her entire group with sparkling eyes. She's so grateful to see them all doing well.

They continued their journey. With a feeling of happiness, with no intention of looking back. Without them knowing, the fragile majestic castle began to crackle. Slowly but surely, the building that housed them for a few days began to sink into the ground. Lost without a trace, and only left a vast plain without a former civilization.

***

Arthur noticed how Eleanor was going. How the petite elf walked leisurely but remained at a speed capable of offsetting William's great strides. He caught up with her many times, hoping to move along. But always, only the cynical eyes he got.

"Don't think too much, William and I have approved of you. So your way of getting Ele must be a success!" comforted Juliet. The beautiful witch seemed to understand what Arthur was thinking.

Arthur just smiles, after all, Juliet has already gone through more time with Eleanor.

Juli, do you know why Eleanor was that to me? whispered Arthur. The distance between them and Ele was quite far. So with a soft voice, Ele wouldn't be able to hear. William could still hear them.

A small smile was etched on Juliet's lips. She lowered her head, tightly grasping the small cloth where he kept some of her dressing clothes.

"That kid, it's been through a very difficult time. So I understand why she can behave like that to you. Even though it's actually for me, it's still not worth it!"

Arthur looked at Juliet. He wish he had more answers. He had only ever heard that Eleanor had lived in a circus house in her childhood. But, that's just that. There's nothing else he knows next.

"You must have known that her childhood was spent in a circus house, right? But, do you know if she's having a really bad thing there?" Juliet winces at Arthur. Get a response by shaking his head. Julie expected it!

Taking a deep breath, Juliet stared at the sky in her slow every step. There was Lucky walking inside Arthur's hand. The little one didn't look exhausted even though he had walked far enough.

"She lives like a moneymaker. It's only used for personal gain, regardless of what Ele needs," Juliet clasped her hands firmly. The shadow of Ele's wounded face the first time they met, pinched Juliet's heart firmly.

"Arthur, if you knew how hard and dark Eleanor's life was, would you still be able to feel down in love with her?" asked Juliet jerking Arthur. He blinked, without a second thought he nodded. Looking at Juliet with confidence.

"Doesn't there be no need for a reason to love my own destiny?"