I want to protect you in this hand.

"What suddenly. The taste of food? Of course it is."

Is that it? It tastes like Gaga now. If you don't know the taste properly, you won't be able to make it taste good.

"Remember what we ate this morning?

"Yeah, 'cause with Orlando, with you?

Even if I am busy, I try to eat with you. As Arsh taught me.

"What about last night?

"Even last night, as always..."

I think I ate some meat.

"Today's noon menu, you know?

"Lunch, always"

How'd it go? Orlando drew me even harder.

"For once, this is the hall of the chief. In the morning, noon and evening, and for a week or so, there should be a different menu out there every day. Even the food Mal told me about is out there. There's more food for demonic meat."

"Yes, what?"

I didn't realize.

"Mal, I also like the fact that I'm a foodie of yours. But have you noticed?"

Orlando gently pinched my face with both hands and peered into my eyes.

"You have glassy eyes now, no matter what you see, no matter what you eat, no matter what you do. As if nothing was in its eyes."

"Oh, Mal is"

Maybe it is. It was as if I had gone back to being a child, and the world was looking colorless and faded.

"Arsh......"

"You said do it."

Orlando took his hand off my face and held him softly.

"I hear to the Lamb princes that they each had something to do. But we've been together forever, and it won't be something we can leave so suddenly"

"But the mares are grown up now"

You should have walked your own path. Whenever Arsh walking forward, stopping and looking back, it was always when he offered me his hand.

If I can't walk alone forever, won't Arsh go his way?

"It's not like you have to choose between me or Arsh."

Orlando says that quietly. I'm not going to have chosen one. Nor did I choose Orlando to leave Arsh.

"Damn it, why do you all want to be feathered?"

Orlando looks up to heaven as if it were out there.

"Coming from a distant Merida, run around from corner to corner of this continent. I guess that's why I can't imagine a normal life, hey, Mal"

What? I see Orlando without a voice.

"If you're a very common man, what happens to family?

Hear the hard things.

"Will takes over the house, and I'm sure Mal will marry him nearby. And I'm sure Arsh, the childhood trainer, will marry a similar childhood trainer in the same town. Then I can see her every day when she's married, and we can chat."

"But"

"Yeah, in reality, we're all in a high position, living far away, and we can't come and go easily. But who decided you couldn't come and go?

Who decided?

"But Mal is an Orlando fiancée, because even Orlando does a decent job helping the chief, and Mal can't just do nothing about it"

That's the thing.

"I am, Mal. I know I'm going to have a free man as my wife."

"Orlando."

"I didn't like someone useful. No, that's a strong sword, he's a good cook, he's cute."

Orlando turned sideways like a little lit. Did I say cute?

"But, Mal, I like the fact that you're like you. I don't want you to feel like you don't have freedom, you miss Arsh, and you don't even know what your favorite meat tastes like."

Yes. Did someone tell me you were a part of this? I didn't say. My mother-in-law said to help a woman learn her sword, but she didn't say to force it.

My father-in-law also told me to do whatever I wanted because I thought it was my parents' house. I was just stuck with what I had to do and locked myself in.

"Mal, it's obvious. Will also went to Knoll, and now that your father is in business with the Empire, isn't there anyone close to Mal here? Don't blame yourself."

"But"

"Mal wouldn't be like 'but'. I should have decided what I wanted to do at any time."

Yeah. I'll do what I want. I don't do things I don't want to do. Keep your heart open, isn't that how you came to live?

"So the sword is also weakening"

So? I got sick of it. Because it was not a sword to be strong, but a sword as a duty.

"Hey, Mal, so tell me. What do you want to do most right now?

What I want to do most. What I was suppressing you not to say.

"I want to see Arsh"

I could finally say.

"Oh, I knew it. Will would look pitiful if he asked. I'm the one who wants to see you."

Orlando laughed a lot. Orlando and your brother are close.

"Fine."

"What?

"Go away. To Maris."

"Maris...... at Arsh's?

"Yeah."

I'm going to see Arsh.

"You can't just be stuck inside Kilik like you've always been. From now on, the clan of chiefs must also go outside Kilik."

Orlando looked serious and said so, laughing slightly at.

"Because it convinces everyone. Mal should move as he pleases. Such a good mare."

Orlando turned sideways again.

"I wanted you to come to my wife."

"Orlando!"

"Wow."

When I accidentally hugged him, he fell on the couch.

"I like passionate Mal, too"

Because I can afford it, but it's bright red and unconvincing.

This is how I was supposed to go to Maris with Arsh.