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In a field between the hevring and berlingez territory, grew a big tree. Nobody really approached that tree, they say it were cursed. Of course that was just a rumor, but what that curse really was, why it stood there and how, was still a mystery.
Kids are curious little things. They love to find out new things. Like the two specific heirs of the hevring and bergliez territory. Linhardt and caspar.
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Under that big tree, sat the young hevring boy. Green hair and ocean green eyes, reading carefully the words of the book in his hands.
Caspar approached the tree and stared at it with awe until he spotted the other boy, who was too busy reading their book to notice the sky blue hair and eyed one's presence.
He didn't even think twice and run up to them, almost forgetting he was running then tripped and fell face first into the soft grass.
Linhardt lowered his book and stared at the boy who was facing the ground. "Oh, hello."
Caspar quickly collected himself and jumped up, red all over his face. "Heya, sorry 'bout that..." he then trilled off and stared up at the tree. "What are you doing here... near the cursed tree i mean."
"I could ask you the same." Linhardt answered and marked his book. "Who are you anyway?" He then asked, not even bothering to stand up.
"Name's caspar!" He practically shouted with a smile. "I wanted to see if it was true that this is cursed." He said and pointed at the tree.
"Same... oh, my name's Linhardt von hevring." He said in a calm tone. "I've never seen you in the hevring territory, where do you come from?"
"Bergliez..." he said, his smile fading, he remembers his father talking bad about the hevrings, but he never really understood why. Nor did it really bother him.
There was a thick silence between them, until caspar continued to speak. "...Whatever, is this tree cursed or what? You look smart." He felt his face heat up and rubbed the back of his neck, a forced grin returning to his face.
Linhardt sighed at the fact of being called smart by his look and closed his book. "Sadly not. What a waste of time..." he said and lay down into the grass. "Do you often ask so much? It's pretty bothersome..."
Caspar sat next to him and tilled his head. "What do you mean, 'sadly'? Shouldn't you be happy you weren't cursed?" He asked.
Linhardt felt his heart beat strangly speed up as the other sat near his laying body, he closed his eyes and yawned. "Well yes, but no. However, i'm tired. Good night." He hoped the other to leave, but they didn't.
"But it's still day! How about we play? Hide and seek maybe?" Caspar suggested, crawling closer to the green haired one, looking down at the other, their noses almost touching.
The hevring heir lazily opened his eyes and felt his air stuck in his lungs as he stared with his dark blue back to the bright blue eyes.
So close.
A faint blush covered his face but he didn't look away, and raised his eyebrow. "Hide and seek... here, in the middle of an open field with just one single tree in the middle of it, no thank you." Linhardt groaned. "If you're so bored, why don't you just lay down with me?" He joked then yawned. "Or maybe it would be better if you'd just go home now." He felt bad for saying that, but he wasn't really familiar what he felt at that very moment, he wasn't ready yet to understand it. He didn't like it, he found it disgusting, but yet funny aswell.
Caspar pouted and layed down next to the other and gazed up to the sky. He felt a funny feeling in his stomach aswell, but decided to ignore it and pointed at the white clouds. "Look! A fish!" He said and laughed. "What do you think it is, linhardt?"
Linhardt followed the other's gaze and stared at the same cloud "Hm... i'm not sure, looks like a cloud to me, caspar..." he expected the other to get annoyed by his humor, instead, they laughed. He couldn't help but let out a little laugh aswell.
They kept pointing at the sky trying to identify what the clouds could be for a while, until finally the sun started to set.
Caspar was the first one to sit up and then helped linhardt up too. They both stared for a little while longer at the sunset, until finally, caspar decided to ask something linhardt was waiting for.
"Can we be friends?" He suddently asked, making linhardt laugh.
"Why of course we can, I've never thought I'd actually be able to have a good time with someone... you I mean... guess I was wrong." He said with a smile, i faint hint of pink on his cheeks.
Caspar smiled back then turned to the sunset. "It's just... since I've seen you, I started to get this funny feeling in my stomach, I thought it was because I wanted to be your friend." He felt his face heat up once again.
"You're red." Linhardt pointed out and poked caspar's cheeks.
The bergliez heir turned even more red and pushed the hevring's hand away. "I-it's the sunset!!" He said and pouted as he recived again a small but lovely laugh from his new friend.
The tree was just a tree. And they were just kids in young love.