The Mysterious Lake

Kumara turned his head as he heard Chandra chuckling, "What's funny?"

Chandra pointed at a couple of butterflies; they were flying around from one flower to another ones as she kept chuckling. "My Gosh, how hard to get a good girl that she never complained. He desperately convinced her that he's the best one," she answered and closed her mouth with her hand as she looked at those butterflies then she shook her head. "They're speaking!" She opened her eyes widely.

Kumara looked at her and wrinkled his forehead, "You're speaking, they're speaking what makes special so?"

"Never mind!" Chandra exhaled and rolled up her eyes.

Kumara looked at her sternly, "Speak whatever is in your mind, whether you disagree or agree! I don't like people rolling their eyes at me!" he hissed again.

Chandra shrugged, "Okay and I will do whatever you say!"

Again, he looked at her, "Will you roll your eyes again on me?"

Chandra inhaled and paused as she rubbed her eyebrows, "You want me to do it so?" she grinned at him.

Kumara exhaled and looked her at his side eye. "Enjoy the flower so!"

Chandra walked passing him and smiled at him, "Thank you, Prince of War!"

Kumara exhaled and imitated what she said in an irritating mimic.

Chandra paused her steps, "Tell me, are you in a bad mood because I cut off this gown?"

"Never mind," he walked through her, rolled his eyes up, and ignored her who was staring at him. Chandra put one of her hands on her hip.

They were walking through and Chandra found beautiful flowers with their fragrances surrounding them.

Kumara sought for a big stone and he sat on that. He spread his eyes as he saw Chandra running after some butterflies and chuckling. He could see her eyes were sparkling anymore. He sighed and leaned his chin on his hand as he observed her jumping and running as she seemed successfully escaped from her emotional burden. She had her own time.

"Me? Are you asking me?" Chandra opened her eyes widely as some birds were hovering to approach her. One of the birds with red-colored wings perched on her shoulder. It whistled on her ear as he spoke to Chandra. "No. I come from Earth, far away from here!" Chandra smiled at the bird. "So, tell me what's your name? You have a name, don't you?" asked her to the bird. It seemed to nod its head and sang again in her ear. "Your name is Knight of Sonnets?" Chandra giggled as she found out the bird mentioned its name. She turned her head to the bird, "Who gave you that name? Your parents?" The bird flapped his wings and whistled to her ear again. "Ohhh, Prince Kumara gave you that name!" Chandra offered her finger and let the birds perch on. She turned her eyes to Kumara who was sitting on a big stone, a few meters away from her sitting place.

He turned his head to somewhere else as he knew that Chandra was looking at him. He bit a piece of a flower's stalk in his lips and reclined himself there.

Chandra inhaled and got up from her place. She walked in the direction as the bird told him about a beautiful place there.

"Wow!" Chandra opened her eyes widely, stopped walking, and looked at the bird, "You are a really good guide!" she smiled at the bird. In front of her eyes, she saw a beautiful lake in the valley. The watercolor looked like emeralds under the ray of sunlight. She could see some water algae and water grass swaying like a dancing ribbon underneath. They were twisting and embracing each other. Chandra smiled widely to hear the King of Sonnets whispering her an ode to praise its beauty. The sound of the clear greenish water of the lake streaming with its gurgling rhythm brought a peaceful ambiance. Chandra inhaled deeply. Some rustling pine trees' leaves when the whispering wind blew, the chirping sound of birds from the trees, and the snow above the mountain appeared like melted cheese.

Chandra walked to approach the lake's bank. She dipped her toes into the water, it felt so warm and fresh. King of Sonnets still sang his ode about the

lake.

"Is it guarded by a goddess? So, whenever we take a bath in this lake, we

look much more glowing and shinier than before?" she asked the bird.

She smiled so widely as King of Sonnets, the bird, gave her the answer. She looked at the scars on her leg. She soaked her leg in the lake water and moved motionlessly. After a few seconds then she could see that the scars vanished as the water infiltrated her skin pores. She could feel the warmth of the water and could not resist herself not to walk into the lake.

She soaked her face and felt the water warmly flowing above her. She chuckled.

She looked at the bird who perched on the branch of a tree not far from her. King of Sonnets sang beautifully as Chandra swam to explore the lake.

Then, for a few minutes, Kumara was standing around the lake's bank. "Princess Chandra, move out from the lake, now!" he shouted as Chandra stopped swimming and kept floating in the water. "Why don't you tell her that the lake is only for vidyadhari girls?" Kumara shouted at the bird who flapped his wings and hovered back to his swarms.

Chandra emerged from the water. She realized that her gown was wet and soaked to impress a female body silhouette. Chandra tried to cover her breast silhouette with her two folded hands and grinned clumsily at Kumara who was staring at her. Kumara sighed and kept his eyes on her still. "Are you okay? Is there something weird that you feel inside your body?" he looked at her with grim eyesight.

Chandra shook her head and grinned as she took a cloak from Kumara's hand to cover her wet clothes.

"Are you sure nothing happened with you?" he asked again before he turned his back and walked back to the place where they left the cloud.

"I'm okay! Why do you seem so scared?" Chandra asked him as they walked. Kumara stopped walking, turned his back to examine Chandra, then wrinkled his forehead, "You have vidyadhari blood so," he paused, rubbed his chin as he thought, "Perhaps higher level than vidyadhari!"

Chandra looked at him with a skeptical facial expression, "What are you talking about?"

"Never mind!" Kumara continued walking and swayed his hand in the air as a sign to continue their walk.