《A Portrait Of A Witch》Chapter 5
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Izach and Hilbert Slowly Stepped Out Of Anderson’s Art Shop. While both of them Slowly walked at the Streets of the Capital Izach Stopped while looking at Elisha Park One of the Largest Park Out here in the Capital.it was Famous Due To its Name Elisha The Name Of the 8th Empress of the Empire it was Dubbed Elisha Park Due to 328 Years Ago This Park was One of The Most visited Park Of The Empress Elisha while in this Very Park She Met The 2nd Prince Francis Sonovan who was the Crowned Prince at that time While The Empress Elisha Was Still a Commoner. Many have Said their Story was like a cliché Love Story: a Prince and Commoner who fell in love with each other.
‘The More of How I think of it.their love Story the More I look at it the more Seemingly Cliché it is…..”Izach said to himself after they walked away. Unknowingly His Butler Hilbert was Tapping Izach’s Shoulder .that knowing it seems like this Butler of His has something to say.
“What is It Hilbert?” Izach Said While They Were Walking.
“It seems like I need to do Some Groceries Young Lord.”
“Is that all Hilbert?”
“Yes Young Lord” Hilbert Answered while he was Scratching his Cheek.
“Then you have My Permission.”
“Then where should you wait for me?”
“You can just pick me Up in The Park. I Guess?”
“Then You Should Take this Young Lord” Hilbert said While He hands Out a Sketchbook and A pencil to Izach.
“Why would I need that? You won’t take that long are you?” Izach replied while he frowned.
While Izach Was still Frowning Hilbert took a look at his Hand watch to look at what time it was. It was 12:45 and it was still Early to go home. Due to that Reason Hilbert Devised a plan, Obviously this Old Fox was Only doing This so his Young lord can have some Fresh air so 1 hour 15 minutes of wait is not too long is It.
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“Well it would obviously take me about an Hour Young Lord? If you wish I can Pick You until 2?” Hilbert replied.
“Okay I’ll wait,” Izach answered.
Hilbert was shocked. He wouldn’t think that his Young lord of His would Listen to his Request unknowingly he Became stiff while Izach Was Gesturing His hands At Hilbert.
“You said you’re going to buy some groceries right? Then give me my sketchbook and my Pencil then *sigh”
Hilbert Immediately handed the sketchbook and Pencil to Izach Blankly and while Surprised a smile Crept at Hilbert. ’There is Nothing Wrong if he doesn’t know I’m Smiling Kukuku”
“Then This Humble Servant would take his Leave then”
Hilbert Step was Light while he walked away with a grin on his face leaving Izach Alone at the Entrance of The Park.
‘Sigh Where is The Best Place I can Have my Alone Time in This Large of a Park.’ Scratching His Head he walked slowly and scanned His Surroundings where would be a good spot to draw.
Many Children’s Where Playing Birds Singing at the Tree Branches it was Filled with such Festive Atmosphere yet Izach Can’t get the things Out his head Constant Laughter and joy was there yet His Anxiousness never faded Constant Beating of His Heart made him even more Nervous .
‘Come Izach You Can Do this it’s just 1 Hour’ Izach Said to Himself for Re-assurance
Izach Walked while he continuously scanned his Surrounding for a good spot to sit on. At that moment he saw a bench near a tree. It was a nice spot where he can see the Children’s Playing Joyfully while he himself can enjoy doing what he wants.
While he sat down at the bench he took a deep breath mesmerizing looking at every person who he has No reason to talk to yet he slowly took out his sketchbook and his pencil.
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‘Well what should I draw then?’ Izach said to himself while scanning his surroundings.
‘Aha!!’
Izach saw a grandma who was age of 70 to above seating at a bench feeding the pigeons. Yet the problem is he can’t even see what kind of Expression the grandma is making.
Izach Sighed in Defeat not knowing even a simple face expression. Izach Gripped at the Pencil he’s holding. He slowly put the tip of his pencil on the piece of canvas. His hand began to move swift yet elegant lines being made while time passed by. Izach was in a state of trance; he only glanced at the piece of paper. A state of emptiness only felt no one or anyone, only him and the pencil at his grasp and a sketchbook was the only thing he saw.
5 minutes
10 minutes
30 minutes passed and he was still in a state of trance. Knowingly he didn’t even know how many Minutes or hours had passed. Yet for some reason there was a small girl who was holding the cloth of his pants.
Izach Glanced. A girl with brown hair and long hair with a light blue dress was right in front of him. By the looks of it she was almost 5 or 6 years of age.
“M-mister…..” Nudging
“Mister……C-can you help”
Izach Sighed and Put had put aside his Sketchbook away then he asked the Girl.
“What is it little girl?” Izach said with a deadpan voice while having a smile on his face.
“i-I’m lo-lost….I-I Can’t fi-find my Mommy….”the girl said in a trembling voice by the looks of it like she was on the verge of crying.
‘Poor child’ he said to himself while he stood up from where he was sitting, then he kneeled in front of the girl while he slowly caressed the girl's head.
“Well may Ask Your Name? Maybe that can help us find your Mommy?”
“It’s Lily Hayes Mister……” She said while trying to keep herself from not crying.
“Is That so? What a wonderful name? Then Can I call you Lily then?” Izach said with a grin on his face.
“Then Can I ask Your Name As well, mister?”
“It’s Izach”
“T-then Can I call You Uncle Then???” Lily Said in stammered tone
‘U-Uncle???’ not Knowing Izach let out a small chuckle he didn’t know such pure a sweet girl could exist yet he can just only smile/
“if that’s what you want then you can call anything you want okay?”
“R-really?!!”
“Of Course Then Should We Go Find Your Mother Then” Izach Said While he slowly stood up.
“then Uncle Can I hold Your hands?i-if you don’t want to I can just grab your clothes….”
“it’s Okay this Uncle will Hold your hands *chuckle” slowly Izach Reached the small yet soft hands of lily then they began Searching for lily’s mother.
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