Answer Me, My Prince

#34.

To my drunken lady.

I don't think I was born with the intention to make you impatient.

As soon as you wrote the letter, I got it right away.

I just arrived at the monastery.

I mean, he led me to the pen before he could lay himself in the burning stable.

I opened the bookcase as fast as a camel crossing the Al-Dar desert drinking water, and I grabbed your letter.

Both of them were written to Vader.

That old man, he loved it so much.

I have a sore shoulder. (Yes, you didn't forget it. It hurts. Please pay more attention to my shoulder.) I drooped and brought a box into my room. And I made up my mind to blame you for not responding to me for three days.

And as soon as I opened the box, three sheets of paper came in. You must have ripped off the locker to write a new letter and put it back in. Three letters you wrote drunk for three days were in my hands at once.

Only you and I know the joy of this magical moment in the world. Now I kiss you like a crazy person on the paper instead of your lips. I read your letter without saving it.

Are you still sitting there, my lady?

Should I reply to you shortly as you want?

Yes, I arrived safely.

I've brought you some pretty interesting stories.

But as usual, it is more important to appreciate your letter than to talk about me.

The first page, like a drunken letter, was filled with words that I didn't know what was going on.

In the second chapter, you say that you shook me up with the word 'Dear Prince' and followed the poet's letter.

I can't believe you're just like your uncle now. When I saw her playing with me with the first verse of the letter, she looked just like her mother.

The 25th night of the elementary ten months.

Your arch Albert just came running and sat at his desk covered in dust.

P.S. Don't communicate with Vader anymore. Now I'll take away the title of Lady Vader calling you.

P.S.: I forgot to mention 'I'm drunk' just by looking at the handwriting. No, Cordelia. No one can tell if you're drunk or not drinking just by looking at the writing. Your handwriting always stumbles under the influence of alcohol. I even love that stagger.

* * *

Dear Prince Arch Albert, the owner of a stable handwriting that will accept my faltering handwriting.

I read your curious reply to my three letters at once.

It was three nights ago that I wrote a letter to Sergeant Vader Phil to answer your burning desire for monopoly, let alone asking him about travel. There's not much to it.

I just asked you because I thought your letter was from Sergeant Vader Phil. But the letter didn't disappear for three days, and it was on the side of the shelf all day, and Sergeant Vader Pil didn't answer.

So I think you can stop wondering about Vader. He no longer peeps at our bookstores.

P.S. You don't know what my first letter is about? The letter you wrote on the last line, "Read it all and tear it up," wasn't it a joke? So, is this really a joke that Vader played?

P.S.: I forgot the most important story. You know what? I've been waiting only for you for the last three days. Only the day I write with you like this.

* * *

My girl who dazzles me with her sweet postscript.

The morning I was leaving for Daphne's wedding, I came to the pen and put a lock on our bookcase.

The day before, I asked the blacksmith to make a strong lock. I'm glad it was completed before I left.

You're probably looking at my obsession to ask me if I should do that, but I didn't doubt Vetherman.

The orders from the new city and province have been placed, and the eight Lords of the Leete Abbey are getting a bit busy. Thanks to you, many people visit my 1st Scripture room.

But just because you said that, bring it to my room.Flynn and Noel are looking for me, so I need a safeguards. That's what I felt it.

Anyway, the letter you ripped is like a prank that Beder played the night before I locked it. You're such a nasty guy.

I commend your friend Juliette for tearing up the letter. If the day comes when we really meet, somehow I'll be her soul mate.

But the flesh is yours, Archie Albert.

* * *

To Prince Archie, who is now legally my possession.

Did you know that the words in the letter are actually binding? I'm so glad you gave me that beautiful body instead of handing your soul over to my Juliette at a bargain price. It's a pity that even if the library was a little big, I would have gone in and reached you and torn anything, including pleasure.

But Archy, it's a letter asking if it's a joke or something that Vader did.

It made me think for three days and nights.

I'm sorry if the reading hasn't been released yet, but could you please call Vader in front of our bookcase for a moment?

Please show him my letter. And try to imitate my handwriting exactly the same. If you ask me why, just tell her that Cordelia asked for it.

On the night of July 25,

As of today, your owner, Cordelia, commands you.

* * *

My proud possessor.

Is there any possibility, let's do as you say right now.

Well, if you ask me, there's a reason, so I'll go see Vader.

If the old man is sleeping, I'll wake him up and get him, so wait a minute.

The 25th night of the elementary ten months.

Archie Albert William, yours as of today.

* * *

Dear my Cordelia.

You know that our friendship should be based on honesty because we can't meet, right? So please don't listen to me unpleasantly. Now, are you ready?

Veder has such a wonderful handwriting to imitate your handwriting!

A person who can write this beautiful handwriting will never be able to copy your drunken handwriting.

I am enclosing your handwriting that Veder tried to copy, just in case you might hear this as an insult.

P.S. I don't feel bad that I'm suddenly in a riddle, but what the hell is this? Let's have fun together.

* * *

Dear Prince Arch Albert William.

Now that I've called your name long, you know I'm trying to have a serious conversation, right?

From now on, I'll tell you what you're curious about.

Three days ago at dawn, three days ago, when I was fascinated by the word that you think of me every day, another strange letter arrived in our bookshelf.

The writer of the letter mentioned my habit that no one but my dead mother and me knew. I predicted a future that would come, not to mention my mother, that I could not even know myself.

Most importantly, the writer was imitating my handwriting. Well, it was a little worse than me, but it was pretty much the same.

At first, I thought it was a joke that Peter played.

Later, I thought maybe you were making a joke that wasn't like you.

But as we've just checked, it's clear it's not both.

Now the arrow in my head is pointing in only one direction, and I'm scared to walk that way.

Your anxious friend, Coco.

* * *

Dear my Sherlock lady.

Would you please delete the word "carefully" from the letter? If all these letters are legally valid, they will be heard in court one day.

Yes, it was my clumsy joke to reassure you. Sorry for late reply. It took me a long time to figure out what you were talking about.

So you're talking about the letter that you tore up with Juliet under the influence of alcohol?

There was a letter in this locker that wasn't written by Veder and wasn't written by me?

It's hard for me to understand what happened, too. I've told you he's in and out of the first library these days, but the only thing that comes together is Noel, Florian, eight Pilgrims, Lewis, Peter, Philip, Tilbert, Jeremy, City, Ozdeen.

They've never all seen your charming handwriting. I always leave your letters in the bookcase, where only I know them.

Who would have played such a prank by mimicking your handwriting? It's a mystery at all.

What's more strange is actually separate, my Sherlock lady.

I don't know what's going on, but I think you already know who the culprit is.

What the hell happened?

Cordelia, why are you so scared?

on the dreaded night of the eleventh month

Arch Albert, who will be your faithful friend forever.

* * *

My bright friend who found out everything he needed to know in my gibberish letter.

You know, Archie, you know what?

Where your injured shoulder and broken wrist heal like a sore thumb,

It's a place where people just say the tower.

The place where the beast breaks down the grain and comes in, and the world I live in is completely different.

In your world, even if you drop a letter into a bookcase one day, I don't know if you'll ever be able to get over it, but it's a miracle in my life, it's a miracle.

Yes, writing to you is really magical to me.

I am very afraid that it will end someday.

Even if it's over, I'm afraid to sit around and do nothing.

So, Archie.

I'll explain what happened later on.

For now, please do what I tell you to do.

Take your time off and sleep, my lovely prince.

And when the morning comes, wake everyone up and bring them up in front of this locker.

Eight monks, Noel, Florian, all of them.

And please tell each person to go into the first script room and write anything on the paper and put it in the library.

It doesn't matter what you say, so write to this Cordelia.

Maybe I should show you my letter and ask you to copy the handwriting.

Tell them you'll never look into who wrote what.

And leave the bookcase untouched until midnight.

Archie, you should never peek this time.

I'll look first and tell you what happened.

Can you trust me to do that?

On the night of the 25th day of the elementary school,

Fully recovered from a cut short because you can not solve your Cordelia asked her husband that I'm sorry.

* * *

My Coco, who has a lot to hide.

What you wanted never hurt me.

But you know you won't hesitate anymore even if it hurts.

Yes, I'll do what you said.

The diligent monks get up before dawn, so it won't take long.

The hardest thing to bear is to follow your advice not to look in the bookcase until midnight. See you at midnight tomorrow, my friend.

7.25.

your staunch friend

* * *

Hello

This is Gilbert.

* * *

I want to eat braised herring.

* * *

I write anything because you tell me to write anything.

* * *

Lady Cordelia, this is Sergeant Vader. I feel like I want to write a long letter, but Prince Archie commands me to say a short greeting. No, you told Louis to write anything, but why would you do that to me? Anyway, I'm leaving after saying hello. I hope you stay healthy until the next day when I ask how you are. By the way, what is our prince doing now? You're going crazy day by day, and this old man is really worried.

* * *

It was difficult because it was next to Chief Inspector Vader.

* * *

Only the faithful Lord will be my lamp.

* * *

I'm hungry. Lord, put the meat down.

* * *

I'm hungry. I think Philip wrote that he's hungry, so I can write the same thing.

Lord, don't just put the meat down, but put the bread down with it.

* * *

Noel Noel Noel Noel Noel

Arch arch Ichiaacha

Cordelia Cordelia Cordelia Cordelia Cordelia

Florian Flurian Florian

* * *

Cordelia,

I told you not to tell anyone.

Just stay silent and go to Liam when the letter stops.

You really don't listen.

This time, listen to me and do as I tell you.

* * *

Dear my detective lady.

I swear I didn't see it.

Now, is that what you wanted?

at midnight from the elementary ten, twenty-sixth to the seventh day

Archie Albert William, tired of waiting for the time of your letter rather than the last reading.

* * *

Yes, prince, everything's settled.

I went to the Thames and collected all the torn paper.

It wasn't a big deal. It was like a scribble I wrote.

I think I saw something wrong because I was drunk.

I'm sorry.

7.27.

Cordelia Gray

a review of one's

To the readers who read three consecutive books.

Last time Archy and Cordelia didn't write for two days. So I came here in two days.

This time Archie was gone for three days. So it's been three days. Now, as you can see, I want to say that I'm not writing this myself, but I'm writing it down... Okay, I'm sorry. I'll bring the next letter as soon as the dictation is complete.

P.S. 1: Dudumchit, thank you for the sponsorship coupon of Himmelhalt!crying

P.S. 2: Thank you for your comments, reviews, selections, and recommendations. Like the eight monks, I'm enjoying reading so much that I want you to line up and tell them to leave.