Answer Me, My Prince

#51.

To Cordelia, who seems to have more talent for hazing than I thought.

Welcome to my world.

I drink tea.

Sleep.

Crying,

Read it.

Buying bread, drinking tea and writing letters.

I applaud your day and recall the bad words you poured on me in our first letter.

What do you think, a life where you only play every day is pretty good, right?

If we could meet, I think we could share a pretty good daily life.

The evening of the seventh day of the month.

Your friend, Archie Albert, who is always free.

P.S. Flynn and Noel have just returned from Yelling's estate. Noel and Lady Josephine, who seemed to have been disappointed to be separated, also accompanied her. It would be perfect to say what you asked for. Wait a minute, Cordelia.

P.S. 2: And Liam? Didn't you call him? Did you fight with him? Tell me if he hurt your feelings. Do you want me to scold you?

* * *

Lovely Arch Albert William.

That just made me laugh.

Unlike you, the master of obsession, my Liam doesn't seem to feel much jealous of you, who is a mystery writer.

When I say I'm busy writing a letter, I'll keep my mouth shut, and I'll be generous with the loose evening I spend with you.

Then I'll wait for the letters Lady Josephine will deliver.

Oh, thank you for telling me a long story.

8.10. Night.

With love, Cordelia.

* * *

Dear owner of my dinner, Coco.

I've just gone to Lady Josephine and told her your request. Lady Josephine is lucky to have all the correspondence from Princess Edwina. He said he could find it as soon as he got back to the castle and show it to you.

But when you're done with that, why do you tilt your head and add?

"But that wouldn't help anything. If it was a letter I sent to Princess Edwina..."

I immediately asked why. Princess Edwina's letter to Josephine must contain everything about her life with Prince Liner, and her daily life with Cordelia.

Lady Josephine hesitated for a long time and opened her mouth and said:

"Well... so Princess Edwina isn't the one who writes that long in the first place. He's the one who wrote down the words 'potatoes,' 'possils' and 'handkerchiefs' to Prince Rainer."

I quickly asked back.

"I heard you made up the story so well. You've read a lot of books. Then you must have been a great writer."

"Well... the ability to write and the ability to write is another matter. Prince Archie, there are two kinds of people in the world. Like you and me, a man who writes enthusiastically, and the moment he grabs a pen, everything gets annoying, and he just runs and tells it.”

"So Princess Edwina was the latter?”

"Maybe. The letter you sent me was really just written because you couldn't help it. It's hard to call it a letter. What do you want me to tell you, send me, all I can say is the same."

"You want to know?"

"Send her something to eat when she's sick, tell her how to bake a cream pie, blackmail Tilbert to paint, surprise her with a meaningful look..."

"Such a thing."

Yes, that's how our sad conversation ended. I recalled our old letters there. Cordelia, I heard your letter from boarding school was full of nagging. Perhaps your mother's letter writing skills have always been like that.

Lady Josephine said she would send a man to Yelling after mocking up Princess Edwina's letter, but I don't think that's going to solve our questions.

But it's too early to be disappointed, Cordelia.

There's one more story you'll really like.

I was in the pen to tell you all this, and Lady Josephine was smart and knocked on the door and asked me to go to Princess Edwina's cabin.

I don't know exactly when Princess Edwin or Princess Edwin went into your world, but what's clear is,

He lived there for one time.

So on one side of the backyard is a tombstone of knight Arthur Gillan and Princess Edwina. So Lady Josephine's guess that there would be something left of Princess Edwina in the house was justifiable.

But there's one thing he didn't think of. My careful mother, King Alfred, ordered me to organize everything in the house and take it to Arli. When I said this, Lady Josephine laughed.

"Didn't Princess Edwina ever think of that?”

"What do you mean?"

"Anne Edwina I know is not the one who would have let it go. When I was a child, when I lived in Roitlingen, I was a master at hiding things. Go ahead and look for it, Prince Archie. I'm sure there's a bunch of letters left there. If I hadn't left it to my daughter, I'd be there."

Lady Josephine seemed almost certain.

When you go to Princess Edwina's cabin, you'll find an illustration of Tilbert from Josephine, a recipe for chicken soup for a sick child, and a letter to report the consequences of her mischievous behavior to Bether.

And of course there are letters that Prince Liner wrote to Princess Edwina. A bunch of letters that filled the bookcase with explosions.

Maybe there's a three-string bracelet that Edwin or Princess Edwin left behind.

If you're lucky, I could take it to see you.

What do you say, Cordelia?

Are you going to praise me now?

A little proud of your friend, Arch Albert.

P.S. You're not jealous? There's love without jealousy in the world? Liam, think about him again. Coco.

* * *

To Prince Arch, who is the master of jealousy.

Yes, I'll compliment you generously.

Just after I asked one question.

Didn't you say it was in the west forest, the cabin of the princess?

Just last month, you almost died from the beasts from the western forest.

Can't we find a bracelet that we can find or not after all the beasts disappeared?

I desperately want to read your letters, but I think I'll regret it a lot if you die.

Archie Albert,

You look more urgent than I do today.

Don't go to the western woods, okay?

8.10. Night.

Your worried friend, Cordelia.

P.S. It's real. Never leave a letter without my permission!

* * *

To my Coco, who lives with so many anxieties.

Giving your life for the jewels and the pile of letters to be given to you may seem romantic, but if you walk on one of those things, you'll never see you again.

If you're going to get killed by a beast, until the very last moment. I can't even close my eyes properly because the big exclamation mark you're taking comes to mind.

If I disappeared like that, you would send me tearful, cluttered letters and bother the library, and Peter, who is old enough to have poor eyesight, will lie down while interpreting your handwriting. I'm suffocating to think of the silence flowing in the Leete monastery where Beder disappeared. Yes, it's really not going to happen.

So relax, Cordelia.

Your jealous pen-dam is not a reckless man to depart for the western forest full of evil without any thought.

As soon as I got up from my seat after writing to you, I called Cecilia and asked her if the problem with the western forest was solved. Cecil asked me with a squint, as always.

"Why do you want to know?”

"Well, maybe we should go for a walk?"

"If you're finally determined to die, your choice, I'll support you."

...Yes, after this brother-and-sister conversation, I persuaded Cecil hard so that I could call him to set up a scaffold. Tomorrow, a man will come from the tower, and the process of setting up a scaffolding from the monastery to the princess' cabin will take 23 hours.

Then I'll be able to leave right away to unlock the secrets of your mother and father.

along a very safe road.

Now, will you allow me to leave? My Cordelia lady.

the seventh night of the moon

With love and entreaty, your arch Albert.

* * *

Prince Arch Albert William Oogu.

It's not that I couldn't memorize your long name.

Your memory seems to have declined because of your confusion.

Perhaps because I've heard too much information over the past few days, it's a summer night that's complicated in my head.

After the hottest days, the night here is now windy.

I can't get rid of the anxiety that our letters will end after summer.

Archie Albert, are you sure you're safe?

If we go through the scaffolding, there's no way the beast will break through it, right?

Do you have any thoughts of taking a therapist in case that happens?

Cecilia, yes, I wish I could take Cecilia with me. I'd be a little relieved if Cecilia went with me.

* * *

My lovely Cordelia.

You should enter the tower of Roitlingen, to the extent that you are worried that the beast will break through the chain. They welcome talented people like you who knock on rocks and cross over.

Fortunately, the person Cecil brought in is also a kind of person like you. It takes half a day to finish the work in three hours.

If his insane meticulousness doesn't reassure you, yes, I'll take my sister for you. People will be divided over what might be worse, whether Cecil dies of a demon because he's not next to me, or if he hits me while accompanying me and kills me.

Cordelia.

You're smiling now, right?

Say yes, please.

Like your mother said, it's a world where you can't live without a little humor and kindness.

I understand that you're nervous because of the rumor that beautiful people die early, but I'm really about to go on an adventure in a very safe environment.

It is not as romantic as your father's love of choosing the best world, slowly erasing the world's branches for his loved one, but it has the desperation of my own way.

Coco, I can go see you if I find your bracelet.

If there's as much possibility as a fingernail,

It doesn't matter if you lose an arm to the beast.

P.S. You'll have to pour the tea.

Looking at the low rise of the moon of the fruit moon,

Your arch Albert.

* * *

My prince,

Be especially careful with your left shoulder.

Right shoulder and other parts of the body.

Can I ask you one more favor?

Make sure to bring your library.

You know I'm going to go crazy because I'm worried about you, right?

With love, your Coco.

P.S. Exactly how many people are going?

* * *

My girl who is still worried.

Cecilia, me, and Florian go together.

Florian, she was just as nervous and worried as you were.

He asked me how many times I could not go, sighed and panicked, and he said he'd follow me, "Isn't that where he lived?"

Cordelia, you have something in mind, right?

But it wasn't until I heard that that I remembered that Flynn was a liar.

Once it turns out that you are the daughter of Princess Edwina, Flynn is bound to be a fake.

My bright friend, you must not know this, why haven't you asked me yet? Lady Josephine also calls Flynn the Duke of Florian in silence and has no way of knowing why she treats him as the daughter of Princess Edwina.

I'd like to stay in this pen and sit with you in front of the bookcase and dig up everything, but now that the settlement is complete, it's time to start again. Flynn, you're a liar, but you're as clever as you are, so it won't be bad for a companion.

Now, I'm carrying a bookcase that's tightly locked on my fairly strong shoulder, and I'm putting the key in my right pocket. When I get back, I'll be carrying more stuff.

So please, don't worry. I'll get back to you sometime tomorrow.

At the eighth dawn of the month,

Your arch Albert.

* * *

Archie Albert,

Did you arrive well?

the eighth night of the moon

Cordelia.

* * *

Arches?

Are you okay? Didn't it take a day to get there?

The morning of the ninth day of the month.

Your Coco.

* * *

Damn Arch Albert William.

Answer me right away.

If you're kidding me right now, I'm going to get really mad.

You're not such a joker. Pardon?

the ninth night of the moon

Cordelia.

* * *

Prince Archie.

Please reply me.

I beg you.

I'm going crazy because I'm nervous.

It's okay if you don't write it long.

I won't cry even if you tell me that your arm fell off.

Just tell me you're safe.

the tenth night of the moon

Cordelia Gray.

* * *

Arches,

Did you forget me?

It hurts a lot.

You're alive, right?

Please give me a reply.

I'll let you know who I think of as Florian.

You've always wondered.

You were wondering what I was hiding, but you didn't ask.

But I didn't even answer.

What's that note, that promise?

Archie Albert, show up quickly. Pardon?

One o'clock in the morning on the eleventh day of the month.

a sleepless Cordelia

* * *

Prince Archie.

Is he alive?

I'm alive, but I haven't slept in a long time.

I miss you very much.

the twelfth night of the moon

Your own Coco.

P.S. Give me a reply, prince. I beg you.

* * *

Dear Prince Arch.

Florian sent me a letter.

I told him to go find Liam when you disappeared.

I've been thinking for a long time about what it means and who it is.

All the clues I was given were pointing in one direction, and I couldn't believe it.

My mind got so complicated that I couldn't even tell you.

Even now, I still sit here with an untidy mind.

But I only know this, Archie.

If I can't share a letter with you,

If you have to continue your life without knowing your life or death,

The rest of my life will be miserable.

So I'm going to Liam right now. I don't know what Florian's up to, or what's going on, but I'm about to threaten to grab his beautiful hat and come up with a way to get to your world. Archie Albert, I won't ask for your permission. So don't die and wait. I'll go see you.

The third day of the month of the morning of the tenth day of the month.

Cordelia Flora Gray.

a review of one's

Dear my beloved readers.

Yes, it turned out like this.

We really don't have much time left to see each other.

Can you feel it?

I was going to bring just one piece, but I think it's right to continue, so I'm going to cut it here with tears in my eyes.

I'll be back in a few days with the final version so that Archie can feel that he hasn't been contacted for a long time;;;;;;;; for you to feel that.

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