There is a lake deep in the forest.
In the middle of the lake was a small island, where the witch's hermitage stood.
The scenery has not changed for decades or hundreds of years.
Witches who have lived here for a long time sometimes helped, sometimes guided, and sometimes ate.
Today, a small boat arrives at the witch's hermitage.
The men and women on board get off the boat in a familiar manner.
The woman walked on her steps, knowing how many steps to get to the hermitage from the pier.
Turn the "Closed" card in front of the hermitage. A woman nodded satisfactorily when she saw the sign saying "Opening"-Witch Rose took out the key hanging from her neck, opened the door and entered the hermitage.
Katsun and footsteps follow from behind Rose.
"It's okay if you don't come with us every holiday."
Rose tells Harrige, who comes from behind, with a slight blur.
"If you rest slowly, like when you're taking a rest ..."
"I'm coming to rest slowly, so it's OK"
Harryge takes out the red place mat from the basket he brought. It is stretched with a large hand to the edge of the table, and it is trimmed without any wrinkles. It smells fresh and fresh.
Harryge sat on a chair as he took the book out of the basket. It's the usual seat where the sun shines through a small window.
Spending time with Rose without disturbing Rose in this seat, which became Harry's special seat, was the way to spend a recent Harige holiday.
Harrige's resignation was issued shortly after his mission to bring Birrura to the border-shortly after the thieves and the terrible drug swallows.
Now he is still working as a knight at the Royal Palace.
The reason why Rose is so familiar with the situation of Harriage is that he is now being cared for as a guest under Harrige.
It might be the time when the witch was performing mighty powers.
Rose's house was too securityless.
I spent many years without fear of security, I was afraid of blowing up if a strong wind blows, but after a while I forgiven intruders, how much was a house born and raised However, Rose also felt uneasy.
However, getting away from the lake hermitage is not easy.
It's a place protected by witches for generations, and an irreplaceable place for Rose to be born and raised and loved.
――Hariju probably knew that.
When he said he would live in such a remote place, in such a lonely shop, even though he had not yet responded to his suit, Rose was astonished that the centerpiece would fall.
"No, no, it is. In this kind of shop! It's small and can only have one bed! Also, marriage is still good, wow!
But after all, it was Harriage that broke down as a result.
"Marriage is good enough if you know your feelings. Then, even at night, let me prepare a room in the mansion. '
Well, it doesn't have to be.
Withdrawal witches from birth are more afraid of change than anything else.
Rose agreed with only a slight neck movement, using all his strength.
Since then, Rose lives in Harri's mansion and spends the day at the hermitage as a witch.
When Rose returns to the Witch's hermitage, a servant of Harriage's residence is present as an escort.
What surprised Rose was somehow the villagers were becoming friendly.
I don't know if Harrige's persuasion worked, because he gained his position as a eater in Harrige's mansion, or because he couldn't see the horror.
However, occasionally worried about roses, the villagers come to see deep into the forest.
The lake seems to be a playground for children, and sometimes a tree of the forest is placed in front of the hermitage.
"Well ..."
"Are you okay"
"Yes. It's usual."
The hermitage is still scattered.
Return the pot you kicked with your feet to its original position. When I held the vase, my eyes suddenly caught my feet.
Rose was wearing new boots.
Harrige had prepared for Rose, who gave his shoes to Villaura.
It is different from the boots with no previous taste or boldness.
While emphasizing practicality, it had the delicateness suitable for decorating women's feet. If you keep it well, it will serve you for years.
Small glass beads are embroidered in ivy. Rose loved that it glistened every time he walked.
"Ah, yeah. Harriage. Will you see the post?"
A witch who has been unable to respond for 24 hours seeks a witch's secret, and customers are still coming.
In such a case, I wrote it on the signboard so that I could write the post and the date of the next visit.
He gave the post key and Harrige picked up the letter from the post.
All you have in your hand.
Lettuce color-No, it was a soft, spring sprout envelope.
"Thank you ... Oh, Mr. Raugh"
Harrige was afraid of the name that Rose muttered when he saw the address.
"A letter hasn't reached me yet !?"
"Because a girl is precocious, she is probably too early."
Open and seal carefully, taking care not to break the stationery inside. There is no paper knife.
Laue's letters were easy to read and enjoyed by unfamiliar roses, such as exchanging letters.
Beginning with a seasonal greeting, recent events are written in a funny way.
"Does the letter come well?"
"This is the third copy."
"... I will cry if your Highness knows."
The second Prince, the youngest brother of Villaura, is Harriage's childhood friend. Harige is now a new Guard Knight with a Second Prince. You probably pitied your husband. Harrige looked painful.
"……Oh dear"
"What happened, what happened"
Reading the letter, Rose muttered unintentionally.
If you tell this, how much will Harrige panic? Make your face tighter and smile.
"It seems congratulations."
"What do you want?"
"That's why Lau-sama is pregnant."
Harige opened his eyes.
He opened his mouth and was utterly speechless.
Rose responds as expected, and desperates to endure the oozing smile.
"They also seemed to have helped the medicine. As long as I read the letter, it seems that Rau was hopeful."
Rose relaxes his cheeks at the beginning of the letter's spelling, when King Nifrit and Billaura are familiar.
The king of Nyfried seems to have seen his wife, who died, at his early childhood, Birlaura.
The king, who waited for Villaura to grow up, officially sought court throughout the country to save more to young Villaula.
Inferring from the post-marriage story of Villaura, the old king did not seem to want a romantic relationship with her.
It was Birlaura who ultimately threatened on the bed, saying, "I will continue to take medicine if this is the case" after the love of such a dedicated king.
The pity is King Nifrit.
A secret drug that a young wife secretly brought from the country.
Even if you mistake it for a suicide poison, there is no way to do it.
I cannot afford to poison and kill the important villara that I wanted for many years.
King Nifrit robbed Birrula's medicine and moaned her so that she would never drink again-she would never want to drink again.
I don't know what it is.
"The partner is forty years older!"
"If you have love, you're like Harry."
He wouldn't have hoped that Billurara would be treated cold, but too early to tell Harrige seemed to be able to carry on with the two phrases.
Considering the king's year-this could possibly be the order of a drug that is more practical for men. There will be no loss in preparing. When Rose was calculating the cost, he heard a familiar sound.
-Chillin
The bell that tells the visitor is the sound. Look into the window as usual.
There was a man who looked at him and waved his hand.
There are three donkeys next to the man. He piled a pile of luggage on all their backs.
"..."
Harrige also looked into the window from the side of Rose, one face down.
The shoulders touch each other.
"That man ..."
"Do you know Tien?"
"I've passed each other here before."
"Oh, that's right ..."
While replying to Harrige, Rose was in the sky above.
Harrige scoops the rose's crimson hair. Harry is looking sullenly behind the window, playing with his finger.
"What is that pile of luggage?"
"That's uh ..."
Rose couldn't reply and was troubled.
I'm also worried about the feeling that my hair is being squeezed, but there are more pressing issues beyond the forest.
"I don't think it's a gift, right?"
In addition, Rose's neck droops without reply.
"I will refuse"
"Um, um, um!"
"If I have what I need, I'll get it. You don't receive gifts from other men anymore."
He is still looking from above, but he is jealous of Harriage's words and Rose blushes to his neck.
But that's still not what Harrige says.
Rose covered her face with both hands.
"That's a gift, or um ...
"what"
"In other words, that ..."
"Ah"
"I'm going for my parents ..."
"What?"
"Tien ... he has been doing well since he was a child ... and his grandmother seemed to be asking me for this moment ..."
"Ah"
"So that, maybe that ..."
Shit. Thien! It came today, more than anything.
Rose curses with her heart.
I've been sending parcels several times before, but that's not the case today. Also, when you see such a scene, it is difficult to hide it in Harrige.
With an idea, Rose shouts.
"That's why--I'm going to dowry!"
Harrige looked at Tien with a subtle face.
But he said nothing more.
The dowry is provided by the woman when married.
In other words, Rose is nothing less than that.
White flowers will soon bloom in the trees of the forest.
It must have been red and sweet.
End