The Escape of Layla

Having served the Duke's house for many years, the beautiful aristocrats have seen it many times, but still breathe in such a beautiful face that they fall in love.

I've never seen purple blue eyes in black hair before in my life. First of all, I wouldn't be a civilian. I just said the year is around 20, and it should be about a turn younger than me, but the way it settled was not yet like a young man.

As he stared at the young man suddenly, he smiled with a tender look. I don't know how to react to that funny way of laughing.

"It's a beautiful day."

The youth slowly walked over to Lady Layla's grave marker, saying such a swallowing word. Lady Leila, do you know her? On top of all the lady's friendships in my head, I couldn't possibly forget extra if you were such a mysterious and attractive young man, but I couldn't really remember.

"Yeah, really.... Are you here to see Lady Layla, too?

Ask softly the side of the young man looking up at the grave marker. I know that's true if you think properly, but I felt uncomfortable not having one bouquet of flowers in my hand.

"No, I'm here to see you. Mr. Jessica Blair."

They say his name, and his spine pops. I don't believe in Ogami, but is it like Reaper or something? The young man's neat face also became more unrealistic and stuck in words.

"It was rude of you to call your name first without even naming it. I'm Lenhardt Lewayne.... Leila's, she was my lover"

"Le, Wayne......?

The only family that has the last name of Lewayne is the Lewayne clan, which is a family of magicians. That's what I thought was legendary.

Besides, Leila, I can't believe you were Miss's lover. I was confused by the young man who talks about all the stunning facts.

"You may not believe it, but I'm a magician. As a sign of your proximity, please."

When the young man gently rang his fingers, he had his first sunflower in his hand the next moment. He gives me that sunflower as it is. Words still don't come out to the incredible sight that happened in front of me.

"... don't be scared, because it may not be possible... really, I just came to see you. Please, pull your shoulders out."

The young man smiled softly enough that my tension seemed ridiculous. Seeing that look, Leila, I feel relieved that this one who seemed calmer was the lover of Lady Leila.

I'm sure Lady Layla was attracted to this smile. Lady Leila wondered if her preference was for a calmly sedentary oligarchy like Her Royal Highness Prince Wang, but she seemed to have misread it.

"... thank you, I'll take it"

If he received the sunflower from the young man's hand, he grinned happily somewhere deeper. It seems bad for the heart to keep looking straight at it. Look away gently, being careful not to be rude.

"... As you seem to know, my name is Jessica Blair. Leila, as a maid with a lady... I've been keeping you beside my lady for so long."

"Yes, Leila tells me. You're the parent of Leila's heart. He said it was you who raised Leila's heart, even without a blood connection."

"The lady...?

"Yes."

The tears that were finally pulling in these days are about to overflow again. I can't believe you thought I was just merciful of Lady Leila like a sister or daughter on my own, but Lady Leila felt so close to me that she called me a parent of her heart, too. That fact alone already made me feel like I could somehow live in the future.

"Is Leila crying too, Mr. Jessica, giving in? I am grateful to Jessica for keeping Leila's heart protected for the past eighteen years. I'm sure... Leila would have broken somewhere if it weren't for you"

This person must know the environment surrounding Lady Layla. I realized that it was close enough to talk about a hard past, and I was just a little relieved.

"... When did you meet the lady? After all, since the lady was able to leave the Duke's house?

"Yes, I met Leila the day she left the Duke's house, and then spent about three months in my mansion in the capital of the Fantasy King. - Oh, don't worry, my sister was there."

I laugh unexpectedly at the words I rushed to fix, feeling somewhere youthful awkwardness. I'm sure the lady has been smiled over and over again like this.

Above all, I was relieved that the lady had already been in a place where the rain storm would rise the day she left the Duke's house. I can't believe it was hidden in the capital of the Fantasy King, too. Of course, the lady would have been surprised, but she would surely have been more excited than that.

When I thought of a strange land, a lady living in trial and error in her first freedom, I felt like it was the first time in a long time that the back of my heart warmed up. That's how I feel caring for my daughter who went far away to be my daughter-in-law.

"Ever since Layla came to the Mansion, every day has been fun. I really... haven't seen the world tint in hundreds of years. When I say this, Leila may laugh at me for being a big..."

I felt like I had spoken of an uninterrupted number of years of "hundreds of years," but I dared not pursue it. The opponent is a magician with the last name Lewayne. No matter what happens anymore, it's no wonder. It was also true that it was time for surprises to begin to fade into the fact of repeated amazement.

"Leila, you cared for your daughter... Really... thank you"

But if the lady was in this young man's mansion, how did she end up found in a monastery? Leila, I felt it would lead to a story about the cause of your daughter's death and I felt heavy, but I couldn't help but ask.

"... Do you know what happened to your daughter?

The young man smiled somewhere ambiguous as he glanced at me.

"Right...... it's going to be a long time now to talk on this occasion"

I can look into the troubled purple blue eyes of a youth and feel like eating down all the time. Even he should be in a hard mood for losing his lover. You shouldn't be forced to ask.

"So why don't you change the place? I invite you to the capital of the Fantasy King. So I'd like to talk to you a little bit."

For the first time in a long time, my heart jumped at an offer I hadn't expected. If I step into a dream place called the Capital of Fantasy, I get a little anxiety that I won't be able to come back.

Unexpectedly, the gentleman compared the hand offered by the youth to the tomb marker of Lady Leila, looking lost. Perhaps this man is truly a magician, but in the kingdom it is somewhat feeble to entrust himself to an opponent who is only a legendary being.

But more than that, I hoped. He wants to know the truth about your daughter's death. He wants to hear exactly what happened to that pretty girl.

Anemone flowers shake in front of the lady's grave marker. I closed my eyes only once and took a deep breath trying to blow through the stray.

It was only a few seconds of hesitation in time, but I felt it for a long time. I never turn my mind to the youth and lay my own hands on that hand offered gently.

"It's an honor to invite you, mage. Please, take me."

Even if the destination is the end of the world, that's fine. If I can get a clue to clear the lady's mind, I'm ready to go anywhere.

"Thank you. Okay, keep your hands where they are for a while. … maybe it would be easier to meditate on my eyes until I give the signal"

What the hell is going to happen? To be honest, fear prevailed over curiosity, but let's be honest with his advice here. Meditate slowly with the young man's hand in his hand.

"So shall we go? I'll be right with you."

Immediately after the youth's words, I felt some light over my eyelids, but my eyes kept closing because there was no signal from the youth. Apparently, he's not walking away.

Has the lady had such a strange experience? I felt a little less alert when I thought so. There was me who was just a little moved by this unrealistic event when I said it was careless to feel bright because I was going to ask the truth about your daughter's death.

"You can open your eyes now."

I try to open my fearful eyes to the kind voice of the youth. I blinked a few times to get used to the light for a while, then I could finally look around.

"... here is"

Ahead, brought to the youth, was a mansion with a calm atmosphere. All antique conditioning seemed to be of good quality, but of modest beauty. Nice mansion, I have the impression that the word fits well.

"This is my mansion. My sisters live away."

"That's a nice mansion.... but how did you get here?

The time I was meditating on my eyes was only about a few dozen seconds. I can imagine that would be the kind of magic, but I can't help but ask.

"I used metastatic magic to move it. Don't worry, I'll send you home properly."

Please, follow the voice of the young man who guides me, and I walked out. Now anyway, I can't do much more than have the title Lady Layla's ex-made, but I still look around from time to time.

Has the lady lived here for three months?

Imagine the hallway, the stairs, next to the vase, the poor grinning lady passing by. I'm sure there was always a youth figure next to the lady and she had a happy time. I felt that the remnants of it did remain in the scent of this serene mansion, making the back of my chest hot.

"I'm preparing tea. Let's take a breather before we talk."

"Thank you for your concern"

As the youth said, the good aroma of tea gradually became stronger. I feel a hint of peppermint and miss that this was my lady's favorite tea leaf. I wasn't worried because of what this gentle young man said and did, but I was relieved to know that the lady was in an environment where she could drink her favorite tea.

Eventually, the youth stopped in front of a delicately decorated door. The door doesn't seem to be completely closed, and I assume that apparently this good scent drifted from the end of this door.

The young man looked back at me unexpectedly as he tried to put his hand on the door knob.

"... does Jessica have a weak heart?

He manages to return the answer even though he faces a question without any context.

"Yes, no... Especially the sickness kind"

"Good. Then you're okay. You might be a little surprised… well, let's just say it's a pleasure to open."

The young man laughed somewhere pranky, and now it was time to put his hands on the door knob. Be prepared for disturbing words anyway.

This is the capital of the Fantasy King. It's not strange that there have been events that don't work in common sense or animals and plants that I've never seen before. I swallowed the sauce and watched the young man open the door.

The smell of tea that makes the door strong at the same time as it opens, the sweet smell of tea confectionery. A familiar sound that lines up the tea sets.

In that room full of sunlight, my eyes dazzled for a moment. There seems to be a very large window. Repeat the blink several times, just like earlier, to see the whole room.

In it, I saw a shadow with a poor grin and wondered if I could hold my breath.

No, for a moment, it did stop.

"Huh..."

Why, or what is wrong with this eye, before denying it rather than suspecting it, a warm tear tells his cheek and drops zero. I was just staring at the shadow rushing over here happily.

If this is the dream of the Fantasy King's Capital, that's fine. That's fine.

Only now, I want you to call me that name.

"Huh... Lady Layla!!

Right now, in front of me, there was definitely that adorable poor grin Lady Leila.