Answer Me, My Prince

#53.

Dear friend, Arch Albert William.

That was you.

A young man full of wounds that my mother brought me.

Neighbors who praised my mother's good deeds for saving someone they didn't know and taking her to the hospital soon spread rumors about what happened to the young man hiding in the garage and nursing him.

As a child, I just wondered who he was. I always snooped in front of the garage, wondering if it was my mom's old friend or maybe my dad, and I got in trouble with her. I remember once when my mom forgot to put her face through the door. A man with golden hair was seen raising his body in surprise.

My mother's screams came down without a chance to look at them properly.

"Get out of there, Cordelia!"

While I was running away, I tried to steal a glimpse of him through a crack in the door.

From a place far away, I could see nothing but the portrait of a man lying down.

But I can't believe it was you.

I can't believe I sent you to the garage in front of my house.

Archie, why did you go all the way back there?

What have you been doing for seven years from meeting me in Photo Bello?

Come on, tell me. My enigmatic prince.

Your very, very old friend, Cordelia.

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Dear curious Miss Cordelia Flora Gray.

I know you have a very bad habit.

But I also have a great curiosity today to respond to the habit of drowning me with question marks instead of answering questions.

Yes, I see that everything came back right and you eventually sent me here as planned.

But after that? How has it been since I came here?

Is the cabin where you're going to be sitting in safe?

Didn't the beasts rush back through the cracks in the crystal?

Did all the Elphindel forest be flooded with your tears, and the rain flowed down to the princess' cabin?

What about Cecil?

Didn't my sister try to eat you instead of hunting for food?

Actually, I'm most worried about the last one. I can't believe I left you and Cecil alone.

I'm glad you sent me here, if I had died, I wouldn't have closed my eyes properly.

Yes, I'm very worried about your safety.

And I also want to ask you if you enjoyed your life as a Florian.

So please reassure me that I've been in anxiety for as long as 7 hours.

And tell us all the stories you've been behind.

After I've heard all of it, I'll be relaxed and tell you the story of the last seven years.

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Prince Archie.

How are you so good at turning the key to this conversation?

I would have thought you were really mean if I hadn't told you the pitiful story that I would have died without closing my eyes because I was worried.

Anyway, since I've solved my biggest concern about your life and death, I think it's time for me to answer your question, too.

As you can see, Cecil hasn't eaten me yet.

I've been a Florian for two months now, and I've been adjusting to Windsorton, so you don't have to worry about it.

I wasn't this relaxed from the beginning.

When I first landed here, it wasn't a very peaceful landing.

It wasn't much that I imagined holding a bracelet in my hand.

Princess' cabin with Prince Archie.

Princess Edwina's cabin where the strings have been cleared.

Near the tomb of Prince Rainer and Princess Edwina.

I've been thinking about it.

By the way, I didn't think you were there just two months ago.

Damn my dad, if you were so smart, wouldn't you have made me understand this?

Now I'm thinking about it, but at that time, I didn't have time to think and sleep. My body fell on the bushes like an accidental spacecraft. I think I hit my head, but my front of my eyes was spinning, and my shin hurt like it was broken. (It was nothing to add to your concern, but I had a little bruise.)

I sat down, I grabbed my leg, I was at a loss, and I heard a rustle and someone appeared over the bushes.

"You..."

She said so and looked at me and couldn't finish her words, her neat jawline as if she had carved a marble, and her delicate and beautiful eyelashes that cover her sky blue eyes. It was Liam. The very person who just sent me here.

I just fainted. The last thought I had was that you were playing with me. Or I was dreaming a very vivid dream.

But after a while, things didn't change that much. In front of me, you were still filled with beautiful eyes, and next to you, there were some ridiculously strange clothes. And next to him was an old man with a white-haired beard and a shaggy eyelids.

"Eyes look especially hazy, whether it's because you lost your child early or reflect on your unsatisfactory life."

And that old eye that Anne Celine described was right in front of me. I called the name of the set-up house without realizing it.

"Alpha..."

And he looked at me and asked me,

"Is that Edwina?"

I looked around reflexively at the horse. Edwinara, my mom? I didn't look at it like that, but I knew that everyone there was looking at me.

It was then that I realized.

The man in front of me is Alfred the Great, and I... The fact that I'm Florian.

Florian had the same handwriting as me, and I knew everything she knew, but I was always putting her thoughts of me aside.

I laughed. I pretended to read everything, and I didn't know it, but it was actually a more pleasant smile.

I arrived properly.

It only went back two months.

When I found out, I was so excited.

I met you, and you didn't know I was me.

Only then did I know what you meant to me.

Don't change anything.

It meant, let things go the way they were. I was confident about that. I read your letter several times every night, and I remember everything in it.

I rode a horse with a tight grip on your waist as I read a few months ago.

I looked at you and the garden under the pretext of Your Majesty the King and Queen Adelaide.

Giel was curious about the bookshelf in your room, but Ahh, Archie Albert, how much you value it. I was so sad that I couldn't even approach myself by creating a new writing room that I couldn't stop crying.

I was also saddened by the suspicious look I looked at whatever I did. There was a time when I shook a willow branch in front of me, and I was lonely next to you in the middle of the day when I was blankly immersed in the night's sweet dreams.

But every day I tried to be jealous of you because I was the one who was waiting so excitedly for you, so I had nothing to say.

I just took your mind into consideration late. Always taking me home before evening, I wondered if you had this complicated mind.

But the day was too early to be lost in those thoughts. So many things happened in a flash during the long summer months. You tried to take off my shirt, pour water, and ask what the bandage was, and it was actually a lot more radical than I imagined.

But it was good. I'm really looking at you without a single doubt thinking that I'm a man. Did you know that my heart was pounding this summer, thanks to you, who held my leg, held my arm against my shoulder, held my hand, hugged, pulled my cheek, touched my forehead, touched my cheek, and broke my head?

Some of them were just like I knew.

Some were much better than I imagined.

And there were times when something that didn't appear in the letter appeared.

The first day I went to the Leete monastery, I met Noel who was welcoming me.

Noel ran to me from the very first time he saw me, and you smiled and said that Cordelia was the woman who sent him a letter, and that she would never be here, but he looked at me as if she really knew everything.

It was too stingy and too cute to call a child who knew nothing. And the moment I made eye contact, I suddenly felt dizzy like Lady Josephine. My memory suddenly came back to me in a dreamy spirit. The letters we sent became one or two.

All of a sudden, Noel interrupted the story of the monastery, where only Florian and you were there, and the reason for sending her a red-haired Anne book was also Noel. Sometimes in your letters, sometimes between the letters of Beder, Noel appeared. Everything got distant. The original and new memories combined, and all of them became my real memories.

That's how I spent the summer with Noel, which I don't know well.

You trudged through the thick recording. I am always in front of the first pen-and-slight bookcase, and in the heat of summer, the adult street looks at your beautiful human spirit, and I roll around the grass with Noel.

My heartless prince who had no time to look at me all the time to me,

That's right. As you said, the long summer flew by.

It was like a dream.

And after everything I know, everything I didn't know,

Now I'm here with the first things I've experienced in my life.

I knew the letter was cut off after you left for the princess' cabin, Archy.

But I didn't think there was any anxiety. You're already out there in the world. I came here with the bracelet you gave me. So it's natural that nothing will happen. Even though I knew that, I felt strangely overwhelmed.

What are you going to do there, if you go there to meet me, should I miss you again or follow you with this bracelet? It was just a journey after embracing those useless worries.

I didn't expect it to happen, Archy. If you knew you'd get hurt again, you'd have thought of a way to make sure you didn't get sick, even if you ignored my advice not to change anything.

Yes, what you were worried about happened. The forest of Elfindel was once flooded with my tears. I barely survived.

It wasn't until I got your reply that my tears stopped.

Your letter not only saved the forest but also saved my life.

Until it came, Cecil looked at me with a very scary look.

"What did you do to his son?”

"You know, Cecilia. Can't we put the knife away and talk?"

No matter how much I begged, Cecil didn't even have a runny nose.

"If you make his son disappear, it should be me."

"Oh, yes, that's right. Please go ahead. But this is me."

"Be quick—before this sword gets stuck in your throat."

"Sessil, you've been nice to me, haven't you?"

"So?"

"No, I know. It's.

"Florian, I kill women. They kill men better, but they don't kill people because they kill men better.”

It wasn't until that happened that I knew what the fear of Cecilia Winserton was that you were so eager to assert. Because Cecil has been so kind to me, everyone thought you were a shivering bluff. It was fortunate that I remembered your letter before Cecil killed and buried another woman.

'The key to the bookcase is in your right pocket.'

I closed my eyes tightly and said, hoping you did exactly what you said.

"The right pocket. The key in the right pocket!"

Cecil then collected the sword for a moment and looked at the bloody shirt lying around where you disappeared. I'm glad I tore my shirt off to heal my shoulder injury. I found the key to the locker in there, and then I wrote to him.

Yes, I guess it took about 7 hours. Even thinking about sending you, crying, appeasing Cecil, persuading him, and writing to you again.

My loyal friend, Arch Albert William.

It was fortunate that you sent the letter right away. Cecil's eyes were sore as he waited nervously for the letter. When Cecil saw the paper that came into the bookcase, he took the sword completely and said:

"Yeah, like you said, let's exchange letters with this. How can I believe you sent an arch over there? How do I know this letter was written by Archy?"

"I'll show you, Cecil. Look, it's Archie's handwriting, isn't it?

I proudly thrust your letter into the corner of Cecil. Cecil became very serious and stared at it for a long time. And here's what I said.

"I don't know."

"What?"

"What do you know about his handwriting?"

"You're brother and sister, aren't you?"

"What's that?"

"Didn't you try to kill me earlier for making Archie disappear?"

"What does that have to do with handwriting?"

So I quickly took the letter away and read you a line that you were the most eloquent.

"Well, Archy, I think you're the pathetic one.”

Only then did Cecil accept it. And then it was easy. As I was exhausted, I slumped down, and the tireless Cecil quickly hunted down a rabbit. I closed my eyes thinking how to eat such a cute thing, but when I put it in my mouth, it tasted as good as it was cute, so I ate it all.

I wrote a letter to you, eating a lot of rabbit meat. It wasn't until I finished writing the letter that Cecil looked at me and asked.

"So what happens?"

"What?"

"Archie sent you there, and you stayed here. The bracelet went back there. So what happens now?"

It was a sharp remark like Lady Macbeth, but I shook my head instead of a plausible answer. That's all I know, and now what's open to me is a whole new chapter.

Liam

Now I know.

The reason why you asked me if I was happy or happy.

Why did you laugh so helplessly like a soldier when I told you that it was a happy moment to repeat twice?

You must have let me go, but you knew everything was going the way it was.

That's how you and I will be together today.

But after living this happiness twice, I don't know if I should laugh or cry now.

Liam, after receiving your bracelet, I came here and lived here for two months to complete our days.

And I put the bracelet on you and sent you there.

But you put the bracelet back on me and sent me here.

Let's leave behind where our spinning bracelets started.

Now what I'm curious about is where the bracelets all disappeared.

Prince

Can we see each other again?

Are there any bracelets left to come back here?

Prince Rainer said he made two bracelets, one for himself and one for Princess Edwina.

Can you find another bracelet if you search the cabin well?

Tell me, Archie. In the seven years you spent there, did you hear anything?

Please tell me if there's anything my mom gave you.

Otherwise, Cecil and I are going to stay up all night for a few days and sell the cabin.

P.S. Cecil was immediately friendly when he found out you were fine. But I have to admit it. Cecil is such a snake-like woman. So you'd better think about something quickly. Wouldn't it be better if you kept me with Cecil than to worry?

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