Answer Me, My Prince

Dear Albert, my dear friend arched fool.

You are such a fool, poor my prince. I really want to tell you everything, but I'm getting more and more determined that this is a situation where I have to put up with what I want to say even if I'm heartbroken.

You're not crumpling my letter to see if it's too much, are you?

You've told me everything that's going to happen, why are you turning a blind eye now?

Florian, it's because of that poor kid.

Listen, Archie.

She's obviously hiding something from you, isn't she?

But as you can see, he's a pretty good boy.

I don't think he's involved in anything like black magic, as we first guessed.

You've heard about his secret, Cecil, a long time ago, that you still don't know, right?

But Cecil didn't doubt her, but he trusted her and took good care of her.

You know better that Cecil isn't a fool, and she's not the kind of girl who's going to be a honey-like girl just because she's cute.

So what's he hiding?

Think about it, Archie.

Because I can never tell you first.

The innocent kid has a secret, and I can't imagine what's going on, just a rough guess at what her secret is.

How upset would he be if I told the prince the secret?

Archie Albert, you're my dear friend, but I'm sorry for the kid who's been secretly moaning about his secret when his mom and dad are all dead.

You may not know, but we orphans are building a union that transcends time and space.(It's a lie. There's no such thing. I'm a lonely person alone, so please take care of me so that I don't feel lonely.)

Still, I've put a lot of hints in this letter, thinking more deeply about our secret friendship than the Space Orphanage Alliance. Now, read my letter from the beginning and think it over. My Sherlock.

P.S.:

Why don't you reread the Twelfth Night? It's an interesting book.

P.S.:

I'd like to send you some medicine that's good for a cold, but as soon as you put it in a magic box, time will be piled up over the cold medicine, and by the time you arrive, it'll be poison that no one can take, right? Flynn's condition might get worse if we feed him, so I'll just give you a simple recipe.

Tell them to boil a handful of willow bark and shihoho root in hot water and eat it for breakfast and dinner. It's my mom's secret, but if I drink this, my shivering body calms down and my fever goes down. It's quite hard to get here, so my mom who used to go around getting these things was treated like a freak, but if there's a large garden like Arli Palace, I think we just have to go outside and pick it up! You're the one who took the bridal shower, so I don't have to explain more, right?

The first day I just found out that July is a super-tropical month,

Cordelia seems to be more of a detective than you are.

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To my cold-hearted friend Coco.

There is one good news and one bad news.

I'm sure you want to hear the good news first, so I'll tell you that first.

Flynn's fever immediately dropped as soon as he made the tea you told him.

I took a sip, and I fed him this. It was disgusting enough to make me wonder if I was going to die. But Flynn is a nice guy, and he swallowed everything with tears in his eyes and no sign of disgust.

"Is it delicious?"

It's ridiculous to ask like that, so what do you call the taste of memories? Do you think Princess Edwina fed her with muddy water when she was a child?

Anyway, as soon as I drank it, my fever went down and I got praised by Cecil for the first time in my life. Well, to be exact, 'You're not a very useless fellow,' but it's a compliment for Cecil.

But that wasn't all. Cecil once again praised me this morning. It was when King Flynn and his mother rushed to his room when they heard that Flynn was sick.

His Majesty the King must have always feared that his grandchildren would go wrong. When Flynn said he was all better, he said, "Let's call a therapist and see if it's not a big disease."

I think that's a good idea. I was leaving the room to get a therapist and a doctor, but Cecil dissuaded me.

"That's all right, Your Majesty. A cup of tea made by Archie solved everything. Archie, you've learned healing, though. You can relax. “

The fact that Cecil praised me in front of King Seonjo was something that had never happened in his life, so there was an awkward atmosphere in the room.

It was Flynn who broke the strange atmosphere. She smiled and gathered up for the first time in a while, and she said that it was too upsetting to just stay in the room and that she wanted to see Arli's sponsorship together. You've been nagging us with those round eyes. Cecil and I, Mother and King Seon, and Flynn, all five of us went to sponsor.

Arli's sponsorship is famous for its beauty, but we were not very impressed by the sight we always saw, but she ran around as if it was when she was suffering, admiring everything she could see.

When you walk along the path where white hawthorn blossoms are often in bloom, it's not fun to call it "The Fairy's White Road."

The path of the fluffy sky blue Bubardia is called the 'Yellow Sky Velvet Forest'.

Cordelia, you know, I'm a pathetic fellow who turns a blind eye to a little seriousness and throws jokes.

The habit actually comes not only at serious times, but at all moments of over-emotion.

When King Seon talks about the sorrow of losing his daughter, he changes his words because he doesn't know what to say, and when Edmund reads a poem and cries or the sky is so beautiful, he pretends that he doesn't know me even when he looks at me with an emotional face like Prince Archie.

I'm a person who really wants to step back when I put other people's sadness, longing, happiness, and emotion in front of me.

But it's weird. I didn't want to run away this time.

I didn't want to change the subject, I didn't want to look elsewhere and talk nonsense.

Flynn's expression of happiness buried in the flowers, her voice was so clear and serious.

When she said that, I thought, "Yes, this white road could be a fairy every night."

So I laughed and said,

"Yes, it looks like a dress button wrapped in velvet with sky blue petals."

When Flynn was excited about it, he said, "I'll call you the light sky velvet button as the prince made me." And I laughed, "Oh, I didn't know there was a guy like this."

He looks young, but he looks like a 12-year-old when he says he's over 20.

But she looked at me and said this with a cold face.

"This is what I'm saying because the prince accepted it. It's a secret from the others, Prince Archie. My friends will tease me if I say I made a name on the flower road, "Wow, you're crazy."

"That's... that'sure.Of course."

"But the prince doesn't."

Cecil, listening to our conversation, seemed to want to say to her, 'You're crazy,' but he held his tongue tight for some reason.

The washroom and flower garden is a strange combination in the first place. Coco, if I'm good at drawing, it's a funny combination that I want to draw and show you.

Let's put that Cecil aside, the rest of us had a great time.

His Majesty the King enjoyed his long-time patronage outing with such wild sounds, and his mother often laughed. Seeing that, I was glad to find Flynn.

As you said, it's almost obvious that he's the child of Edwin or Princess, and most of all, the atmosphere in Arli's palace has completely changed since he came.

My lord the king, who shut his heart completely after his son's death and a daughter's disappearance,

My daughter, Queen Adelaide, who is always restless in front of you because of her guilt.

My sister Cecil, who is brusque underneath,

I'm not trying to fill the awkwardness between these three with a joke, but I'm running away.

The strange warmth that could never come out of the four of us began to haunt Arli Palace.

Where the hell is the bad news on this happy day?

It's obvious. Your Sherlock still hasn't found the answer to the mystery, as he was so busy getting off the car and taking a walk in sponsorship as you gave him the recipe.

After lunch, I came back to the writing room, read your letter three times, and I said, "It's ten. I realize there's going to be a hint inside.

I've been searching both the bedroom and the writing room all day to read "The Twelfth Night" again, but everything else was in its place, but the book wasn't there. Noel must have been sneaking it out of my luggage while I was at Leete Abbey. Noel is my colleague who steals. He giggled and helped me even when I sneaked in a bookcase. The dog I raised is biting me.

Anyway, I'm going to the Leete monastery tomorrow morning to pick up the book. But a troublesome guy followed me. Yes, of course it's Flynn. So this time, I'm going to leave our bookcase in Arli.

He's trying to get into the writing room to see what's so curious, and he's been caught trying to sneak into the writing room and touch our own magic box.

I agree with you that he's a good guy, but there's something in the world that you don't know. I want to cherish our magic box more than anything else. You may be yelling at me for saying this when I lost my book.

So if I haven't heard from you for a few days, don't be lonely, my friend.

When I meet him, I'll ask him to finish talking about Princess Edwina and the magic box.

the third night of the elementary ten months

Your foolish friend, Arch.

P.S. If you're trying to pin my name on Flynn and laugh at him for having already become so close, please stop. Florian is too long and hard to pronounce.

And, well, Flynn, he's the better he looks at it. You should have seen me drink all the tea and say thank you to me. It was cute like a baby bird.

* * *

Dear my cute prince.

You're going to the monastery tomorrow? So you're still in Arligung, right?

If you are still sitting in front of your desk, please reply.

I have a small gift for you.

Coco is smiling after reading your letter.

P.S. You've never turned a blind eye to my serious feelings.

* * *

My Cordelia.

Yes, your arch is here now.

By the way, my Coco, why are you laughing after a long time?

I want you to smile all the time.

Maybe I should bring a book locker to the Leete Abbey?

My beautiful beauty will not be enough to make you laugh (you'll have to squirt your face if you don't want to be far away), so I'll try to make you laugh with Vader.

It's big, but let's put it in the box. I'll be a little old, but it won't make a big difference since I'm an old man anyway.

Your friend, Arch.

The answer to your postscript: Yes. The letter to my friend, who is often lonely, must have completely changed me.

Now it's too serious for a joke, Archie Albert.

* * *

Dear prince of neat handwriting.

I like your handwriting that gets messed up to answer quickly when I call you in a hurry.

Of course, it's better than my handwriting even if it gets messed up.

P.S. I can laugh whenever I have your letter, so please put down the locker and go. What if you drop it and break it?

The answer to my postscript: I like you who joke around and say you're out of your league for a joke, Archy.

* * *

My Coco is brilliant,

Yes, my handwriting is always better than yours.

By the way, talk to talk to me.

What kind of gift is it?

It's not because I want the present, but because I like you sitting in front of the desk.

I thought you'd be busy hanging out with Liam every day.(That's right. I'm jealous now.)

Your arch that was hiding jealousy well.

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Dear Prince Archie Albert, the master of obsession and jealousy.

I never thought I'd see you jealous.

I know it's a joke, but I feel good for no reason.

My prince, your jealousy is my strength, so I will write a long letter for the first time in a long time.

Actually, the present I'm giving you today is not for you, but for Noel.

Noel doesn't know how to write yet, so I thought it would be a good idea to give him a picture book.

The first book I chose was a book with only pictures without a single article from our publisher, but after reading your letter today, I suddenly changed my mind and searched the bookshelf. The one with the writing will give you some pleasure.

The title of this book is "Lidia's Garden" and a little kid named Lydia from a poor family is the main character.

Because of the circumstances, I was left to my blunt uncle's house and took the train to a very far place, but Lydia is very brave. She doesn't cry while leaving her family for a long time, takes care of her favorite flower seeds, and burns the will to learn to make bread at her uncle's house.

Lydia's uncle is an expressionless man who never smiles, but fortunately, he seems quite warm-hearted.

Like a bright kid, Lydia adapts quickly to the new environment. I learn to make bread at my uncle's bakery, and I plant crushed cake pans and broken cups with home-grown flower seeds.

Then one day, he finds a gray rooftop on a bakery where no one goes up and decides to make a secret garden there.

People at the bakery first think that something is going to happen by planting a flower seed, but after a year, flowers bloom everywhere, and now Lydia is called the Horticultural Lady. Lydia's uncle also has eyes, so he'll see the flowers around him, but he doesn't know about the rooftop garden yet.

It wasn't until the day of the battle that Lydia nagged her uncle to close the bakery door and climb up to the roof to show the colorful flowers that bloomed in the gray space. He doesn't smile, but he's still standing there looking a little bit unsure. Yeah, just like Cecil standing in the flower garden.

The picture of flowers blooming all over the roof is quite touching, but my favorite scene is the last page that comes out when I turn one more page. When I heard that my dad got a job and my family got better, I finally saw her go home.

There is not a single line of writing in this chapter. There's only one very big picture on two pages.

The gray train station that first arrived looked big on two pages.

My uncle, who came out to pick Lydia up in the corner over there, kneeled down and still hugged her even after a year.

Bite your lips as if you were holding back your words.

Close your eyes tight as if you were swallowing tears.

My uncle's heart, which is sad to leave Lydia, is conveyed without a smile, a tear, or a line.

Looking at how people's hearts can be moved by just drawing, don't you think Noel can learn to write slowly?

When I heard about Flynn you told me today, I opened this picture book again and stopped crying.

When you look at people like Lydia, you don't have to be discouraged because the world is gray.

There's a place in the world where you can plant flower seeds secretly.

I think Flynn's like that, too.

And, Arch. I believe you're one of them.

The book is too big, so I'll rip it off and put it in the storage box, so please attach it well and bring it to Noel.

Perhaps Vader could collect the torn pages and make them into a more beautiful book.

P.S. I'm a little jealous, but I won't bother you, so have fun with Flynn.

7.3.

I hope you find the answer by the next letter, Cordelia.

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My lovely Coco

First, don't be jealous because I'm always yours.

Second, do not cry except to cry over a book. Tell me if there's anything especially sad.

Third, it's very impressive to think of a book that's big and I'm going to rip it out of each chapter.

Fourth, you're the same person. Cordelia, you're the most Lydia-like person I know.

On the fourth morning of the first ten months, leaving Arli for a while, your arch.

a review of one's

Unlike Archie, he writes to the readers who are already familiar with it.

First, "Twelfth Night" is a book about a man dressed as a woman.

Second, Lydia's garden is a picture book of the West Simplified. All the stories above are delivered by letter.

Third, who will be encouraged by your selection and recommendation, and by your lovely commentsㅠㅠ? (Answer: Me...)I hope this episode was fun and I am crying.

It was a small bowl of quiet attention.

Thank you for the comments, recommendations, and selection. I'll be back at midnight tomorrow with a letter from Veder.