Answer Me, My Prince

#52.

Liam

Are you there?

Cordelia of the Fruits Moon, or Florian Elfindel.

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Cordelia.

Yes, I'm here.

I'm still waiting in front of the bookstore that you left behind.

I'm just waiting for you.

I know you didn't ask, but to answer for my safety, your neck is a little stiff and doesn't work well, but it's getting better. Well, you didn't break it, so you're gonna die?

Now, it's my turn to ask you, right?

Cordelia, no Florian Elfindel.

Are you healthy? Are you okay?

How is everyone in my world?

Archie Albert, or your Liam, who lives in August.

P.S. It's nice to see your handwriting after a long time. It's still hard to recognize.

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Liam.

It would be no use saying this now, but if you had written to me just once, I would have found out at once that your real name was Archie Albert William.

You're the only one in the world who's so sarcastic and not so mean.

I apologize for the threat I made to the Photobello to break your beautiful head like a deer.

But isn't it too much to cry because you still have a sore throat?

It happened more than two months ago. And Liam, your neck doesn't work well. That's even more strange if you go back 180 degrees. So let's stop talking about the pain and talk about what's what happened. What the hell happened to Prince Arch I just sent you? Are you sure everything else is alive?

Cordelia Flora Gray

P.S. I found out while I was using it. Florian, Florian, yes, Flora. It was just the name I could name.

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Cordelia.

I like it when you're more foolish than me.

They don't come often at that time.

Of course I'm alive and well. It's just been half a day since you rubbed my head.

Now, remember the old days, Cordelia.

There was a small rattling bell, and you broke through the door of the green sign antique shop and came in. You said out of the blue that you were brave enough to come in with a bookcase on your side.

"Let me go to Windsorton. Can you do that?”

I couldn't help but burst into laughter when I saw you.

A garment much larger than the size of an interlocution, or a pile of just-cut hair, which was exactly the same as when I first found you when I took Alfred to the princess' cabin.

"Liam? It's not the time to laugh like that. Tell me quickly. Can you send me to Windsorton? Isn't that right?

"Let's start with this. Cordelia, where did you get that dress?"

"Rain from the third floor lent it to me."

"Why did you borrow it?”

"Juliette says it could be dangerous to go to Windsorton as a woman. Is it... well, so... is it weird?”

That's how you untied your hair. As soon as the long red hair splattered, memories of a long time ago came back to my mind.

On the night that the Leete Monastery gathered and watched Noel's Twelfth Night, Florian's hair in Princess Edwina's old clothes was just like that.

Seven years ago, I came here from Windsorton and met you and Princess Edwina. That the woman who first fell in love with my beauty was the same woman I loved for the summer.

And from then until now, there was only one thing that I was curious about the most. You... you know, why did Florian show up dressed up as a man?

But it was no wonder that she was so ridiculously cute, that she burst into laughter. You looked at me strange, but the old smile didn't get organized so easily.

In the meantime, your expression is getting more and more ugly. Soon after you turned a sulky face into a very angry face, you were very kind to me, nevertheless.

"Please, Liam, I love the laughter you sometimes burst out at me for no reason. But I don't have time to laugh at my clothes today. I have to meet Archie. Get me there as soon as soon as possible.

Much more evil than you thought, I wanted to appreciate you calling my name and being desperate and nervous. But you didn't allow me that much leeway. He pulled out a fake knife on a strange-looking belt and swung it at me.

"If you don't let me go, I'll stab you.”

"...with that knife?"

"It's going to hurt a little bit.

"You want to take it and save Prince Arch?”

"Maybe. Better than an empty hand."

How can I not love you like that? So I couldn't contain my lowly desire to ask.

"Do you like the Arch... the Arch Albert William that much?"

The expression you made at that time just made my heart melt away. I took off my lips as if I was hesitating, closed them again, looked down, looked at me again, and then my eyes were full of tears. He looked at me and nodded as if he was about to shed tears as soon after touching me.

"I like it. I'm very proud of it. I think I love you. Maybe."

Oh, how I felt back then.

Do you know how I feel about losing again and winning again, Cordelia?

"But I like you, too. Liam, you're so handsome."

You're not going to tell me that you forgot to make me laugh, are you?

No way. I just want to write this on a big piece of paper and stick it on my door.

Yes, you made me laugh until the end.

And I had to prepare to send you out in laughter.

When I brought the bracelet I had, your eyes widened. Of course you thought it was Princess Edwina's bracelet. But I opened my mouth first before you poured questions into me.

I put a bracelet on your left arm and held the bracelet on your left wrist with your right hand and asked you to draw a picture of where you want to arrive.

Hold on to your bracelet when you come back, and do the same thing again and again, I asked you not to forget the world, where you love and have become so familiar, where there are people waiting for you to come back, the very moment you want. You've already read all of Lady Josephine's letters, but you've been shining your eyes without asking a question as if you knew all about how things were going.

"Cordelia, listen up. Don't think about useless things for a second. I only think about this moment. You're going to Windsorton. To the Elfindel Forest, where the princess's cabin is located. It's the same when I come back.I only think about this place. That's how we can come back."

"Okay."

"And when you get there, don't change anything. Don't change anything, just do it the way it was. Got it?"

"No, I don't understand.”

"Just remember. Hold the bracelet and focus on the time you want to go, and don't change anything."

"Liam, I don't have a good memory for being smart, but I'll just memorize those two."

You answered lukewarmly. I repeated what I said holding you back again. You nodded one more time when I told you to hold onto your bracelet and never think about anything else, but you were probably thinking about something else from then on. I knew it from your excited expression, and I knew I had no power to stop it.

So I just asked him one last time.

"Cordelia, are you happy?”

"What? Liam, that can't be true. I just hurt you by saying that I like another man, and now he's...

I stopped you from spitting out like a shot and asked.

"No, don't think about that. If this only works out. If everyone is alive, are you happy now?”

"Why do you ask that? Won't you let me go if you say you're happy? You're just gonna let me live here?”

"No, maybe the opposite."

"You're saying all the riddles again, Liam."

"Cordelia, your life. All the moments you shared letters, met me, and came here, were these summer happy times for you? Was this life wonderful enough to repeat yourself twice?”

You smile so beautifully in the midst of it. I know you only look happy when you're eating bread that's poured in sugar. With such a satisfied smile, you can barely say this.

"Yes, I was happy. I didn't want to spare a minute."

I can't hold on to you any longer because of the answer that tells me what I didn't ask.

I don't want to leave you a minute, but I have to give it back to you.

I told you to put down the bookcase and hang the bracelet on your arm. You gave me a bracelet and hugged me with both arms around my neck as if you were giving me the last mercy. And then he said goodbye.

"Liam, I'm very happy. Summer when I meet you, get a bookcase, exchange letters, walk the streets of Holborn with you, and get excited about letters every night. All the moments I spent with you were the happiest times of my life. “

Bad Cordelia, who kept me from laughing and crying until the end, you abandoned me and went to save me.

And for hours already, I've been thinking about it. Why didn't this beautiful face capture your heart that could have been captured by letters?

All right, Cordelia Grey.

No, Florian Elfindel.

Now it's your turn to talk.

Did you arrive well?

Did you fall into the princess' cabin as I knew?

The first time I found you was me and King Alfred?

Have you ever regretted not listening to me and landing two months early for not paying attention to the moment?

Oh, you should have listened to Liam. Did you reflect on yourself?

If you had deep remorse, did you do everything I said after that?

Did you hear me tell you to leave everything as you know it without changing everything?

Sadly, were you happy while you were with me who didn't even recognize you?

If everything had gone as I knew it, by now you would have stayed with Cecil in front of the princess' cabin.

Are you crying in blood, all the blood I shed after doing something stupid to save you?

I should have told him not to cry, but his voice didn't come out.

I tried to push him away, but his arms wouldn't work.

He didn't listen to me and said, "You told me not to come, didn't you?" He cried and filled me with his bracelets. I was too distracted to notice what it was. The bracelet, which was big enough for you to hide up to your elbow, was just enough hanging around my wrist.

When you were not aware of the cold texture, you held me in a bloodbath.

"Prince Archie, let's go back just one day, just one day. Let's go back to before this happened. Please. I told you not to come here. Please, please, think of Cordelia. I think about yesterday when I shared a letter with Cordelia. Please, please, please..."

I couldn't hear what you were muttering. My ears are numb, and my surroundings are quiet. A handful of sunshine poured down through the dense trees in the forest where the cloven-hoofed trees had collapsed.

I thought in the sun.

I wanted to see Cordelia.

That's how I drew you.

Thinking of you who will be angry by writing a few letters into the bookshelf if I don't reply,

And then you worry about the tears you'll shed,

Liam, who will comfort you in front of a store with a green sign, is jealous, and on a night without me, I count the books you're going to read.

When you were younger, you could imagine yourself living in a boarding school without your mother and receiving comfort from those books.

More than that, I painted the times you spent with Princess Edwina.

I think it was then.

You took my hand.

Hold my loose right hand and let me grab the bracelet on my left arm.

That was the end.

I just lost my mind.

When I woke up, someone was taking care of me. I heard a buzzing sound, and it was noisy around me. My whole body was sick, and I was placed in the space where I first saw it before. Before I knew where it was, I closed my eyes again, and when I opened my eyes again, I had cold water towels on my head.

I don't know how many days I've been so busy. When I opened my eyes with a clear mind, a red-haired woman was staring at me.

I thought I looked like Florian somewhere. But unlike her reddish-brown hair, her hair was burning red, so her face looked much pale. pale and thin But, somehow, it was the sharp look that made me look at him look lively.

The eyes looked at me clearly and asked me.

"Who are you? Who looks like Charles Wellesley so much?"

Even though she asked, she quickly changed the wet towel over my cold head.

Even with that kind attitude and cruel look, I still didn't realize that I was a person who was less conscious. It was then. The heavy door moved with difficulty, and a little girl pushed her head in.

A bit softer than her mother's molasses, equally green, playful eyes, round face, young cheeks.

I was a little younger, but I couldn't help but recognize it right away.

She was obviously a Florian.

I felt like I was in a dream. But the pain of trying to get up in a hurry told me it was real. The red-haired woman slapped her hand on my daughter, laying down my shoulder and exhaling my breath.

"Get out of there, Cordelia."

Only then did I know.

That everything was you.

He came to me like he had just fallen from the sky.

Dressed in a man's costume, he held me in his arms on a rainy day.

And not doing the play, but looking at me with poor eyes,

Everything was you.

I've been brooding over you for a long time since then.

Please, please, please, you who mumbled like a spell.

The cold-feeling bracelet that you filled me with.

Your mother, who noticed me surprised when she saw you as a child and began to question me,

The dreams that you dreamed of when you fainted again, without a chance to tell everything.

So seven years later, I still have vivid memories of that day in my head.

Half a day ago, like a conversation with you, who was holding me by the collar and trying to put a fake knife on my back.

So, Cordelia, please remember that.

I would have grabbed the bracelet I had filled and landed safely in front of the princess' cabin.

He must have fainted as soon as he saw me, and he had trouble getting up and deceiving me.

And the long summer would have gone by like a dream.

Two months ago, after you spent the whole summer there, you put the bracelet back on me,

It's been less than a day here.

Now, do you understand? My lovely fool girl.

Hurry up and answer me.

Did you remember what I said?

Did you just say not to change anything?

So now that you have sent me back, I am waiting for you, touching your neck in front of the bookcase, right?

Please reply to me, my Coco, my Flynn.

I've just let you go, but I already miss you.

Your eternal friend, Arch Albert William.

a review of one's

Dear readers.

I was going to post the reviews all at once because I was in a hurry.

I don't think this is my last chance to write a review of my work......

I've just completed it, but I already miss my readers.

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