The Escape of Layla

"Oh, Layla! I forgot this ornament!

"That's tough! I'm sorry, can you put it on?

"Miss Leila, Lord Jessica is in sight, but would you mind in the form of a guide to the ceremony?

"Yeah, that would help"

One early summer day with clear blue skies, preparations for the ceremony had been rushed in the morning. Although it has been planned carefully for a long time, we are still somewhat busy that morning.

Yes, finally, today, I'm having a wedding with Mr. Leanhardt. Six months have actually passed since I proposed to Mr. Leanhardt, and the season has come again when I first met him. Just about a year ago, on a rainy early summer day, I had a vibrant encounter with Mr. Leanhardt.

It's weird because I've been through so many dense days that I feel like I was years ago. I look up into the sky and miss it, reflecting on the shock of that day when I met Mr. Leanhardt.

"Laila, sister, bouquet!

Mr. Grete, dressed in a bright, empty dress, brought us a bouquet made of colorful anemone flowers. I receive a bouquet from Mr. Grete's little hand, giving in softly in a pure white wedding dress.

"Thank you, Mr. Grete. That's a very nice dress for you."

"Layla, your sister is prettier! Nice......"

Mr. Grete was looking up at me with his purple blue eyes glittering in Mr. Charlotte's way. I guess Mr. Grete, who hasn't been around a bit these days, longs to look like a bride. He smiled as he gently stroked his slightly habitual dark hair.

"I'm sure Mr. Grete will have a ceremony like this one day."

"Leannhardt, with one like your brother?

"Hehe, does Mr. Grete like Mr. Leanhardt?

"Yeah! Grete is one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen!

Although I have the impression that there are more neat faces in the capital of phantom kings, it seems that Mr. Leanhardt is the only one suitable for Mr. Grete's glasses. I laugh all the time feeling like a child around me clearly saying it out.

"Right, he's beautiful and sweet indeed"

I don't know, I think I'm going to fall in love, but I managed to keep my cheeks under fire. After all this time, I'm still not used to talking about this.

"Great! Don't let Leila get in the way."

Charlotte, dressed in an empty dress of the same fabric as Mr. Grete, jumped into the clothing room. Mr. Charlotte is better than usual at preparing for this ceremony. I really can't get my head up.

"Mr. Charlotte, there's nothing to disturb you. I was just having fun talking to you."

"Really? I hope so... I can't help but notice that Grete made a stain on Leila's dress..."

Mr. Charlotte zeroed his bitter laugh as he stroked Mr. Grete's head.

"Grete, I won't do that!

"Hehe, you're right. Mr. Grete is already a little lady."

"Eh heh, Grete is the lady..."

Repeating my words at some nagging pace, I twirled around and sneered the dress. If so, Mr. Grete kept saying, "I'm going to my dad's! I say," I run out. I feel like I'm getting better every day and I'm really adorable.

"That's been awhile, I'm sure... I'm so glad Leila told me to call you Lady."

"Really?

"Yeah, Grete worships Leila like a princess"

Mr. Charlotte has stuffed me one step, winking at me like a tease. That's how I gently shake my hand to wrap it up.

"Congratulations today, Leila"

"Thank you"

It's a word I've been told many times already, but it doesn't change my pleasure. Returning her heartfelt grin to Mr. Charlotte, she also loosened her cheeks.

"... about the ritual, as we talked about. There's nothing hard about it. Leila and your brother's heart are important."

Swallow the word ritual once again. It is no exaggeration to say that it is the source of the greatest tension of the day.

I can't help but feel more nervous. Whatever you're about to do, it's a ritual to break Mr. Leanhardt's curse.

As far as I've been explained by Mr. Charlotte, the procedure is very simple, and there's no bitterness in remembering, but the key to a successful ritual seems to be "that the two minds are together".

Honestly, I didn't have any anxiety when they told me that it seemed like their hearts would be the key to lifting the curse. That much I can assure you that I love Mr. Leanhardt, and he also, blindly, loves me. It was more obvious than to see the fire that there was no slight cloudiness in the feeling. As far as I can tell, there's nothing to worry about first.

But that makes me nervous. At the end of the ritual, for the first time in hundreds of years, Mr. Leanhardt moves out. I can finally live with the same passage of time as I do. Bite down the seriousness of the matter, and I honestly feel so tense that my fingertips tremble.

"This ritual is more nervous about" The Destiny Man, "isn't it? It was only during the ritual that I saw Ralph so upset."

Mr. Charlotte told me stories I miss to soothe me. I'm glad someone close to me finished the ritual.

"It's okay, don't be so careless and have fun. It's so beautiful during the ritual. I should have seen more too, because it was so beautiful."

During the ceremony, it seems that only the bride and groom are to be allowed in. When Mr Charlotte told me that, I was looking forward to seeing what kind of place it was.

"Yes, I'll burn it in your eyes.... I'll do my best."

"You can make it easier. I'm sorry if I've been watching you..."

Mr. Charlotte grinned slightly out of sight and frightened. Mr. Charlotte's certain spiciness towards Mr. Leanhardt remains the same.

As a matter of fact, I haven't gotten a good look at Mr. Leanhardt yet today. I was in a hurry this morning and had only time to say "good morning" and say hello briefly.

Mr. Leanhardt appears to be attending in the Sorcery Division's attire, but I'm very excited to see you. Maybe it's so nice that I can't see your face properly. That's true when it comes to usual things, but it still doesn't seem like I can get an extra look at it when the atmosphere is different.

Mr. Leanhardt also wasn't supposed to see me in my dress. It's about him, he must let go and praise me, but I felt terribly restless thinking what look he would see me with.

Repeat the ritual steps taught by Mr. Charlotte in his head over and over again in the holding room by the church. I took a deep breath from time to time, stealing a clock placed in the corner of the room.

In turn, rituals precede weddings. I appreciate it because it's easier to enjoy the ceremony, but conversely, the time for the ceremony is almost up.

The ritual takes only about half an hour, so most of the participants in the ritual have already gathered. Evidence of this was that a lively voice had been heard from outside the holding room.

The only thing about the wedding of Mr. Lenhardt, the head of the Sorcery Division, is that there are already a lot of attendees. From a glimpse through the window, everyone had a very gorgeous sight with a different outfit.

Mr. Leanhardt will be here shortly. Then the two of us will face each other once in front of the attendees and move between the rituals behind the church.

Until just before, Mr. Charlotte and Jessica seem to follow me, but during the ceremony, it's just me and Mr. Leanhardt who go in. From there on forward was an unknown world even if it was the procedure that I was listening to. Says it's a place even Mr. Leanhardt has never been in.

It's okay, I'm sure it'll work. I'm with Mr. Leanhardt.

I repeated a deep breath that I didn't know several times as I told myself so. Put your hands gently on your chest, taking great care not to break the shape of the dress you were carefully dressed in in the early morning. A heart pulsing faster than I thought, claiming its own existence.

This does not simply come from the tension over rituals. I'm also very excited about your wedding with Mr. Leanhardt.

Even I had a longing for something called a wedding in the crowd. Once, together with Lewis, I was prepared to offer a ceremony full of grandeur but determinations, but reality is such a warm, happy feeling.

That will undoubtedly be because Mr. Leanhardt will be here. I lay down my eyelashes lightly and once again deepened my love and gratitude for Mr. Leanhardt.

At that moment, a regular knocking noise sounds.

I'm totally used to hearing this rhythm. That makes me happy to feel like, above all, a sign of peace.

"Yes."

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Layla. If Haino was crying fast and he was dealing with him, he'd be late -"

Opening the decorated door and showing up, Mr. Leanhardt inadvertently loses the words he was speaking at his usual pace. I felt like I could hear him breathing even though I was at the window so far away.

But that's the same for both odd and me. I was totally blinded by Mr. Leanhardt's appearance when he suddenly appeared.

Beautiful. Oh, my God, how beautiful.

I should have learned a lot of complaining about praising people, but only those clumsy words filled my head. That's about it, I was in love with what Mr. Leanhardt looked like in front of me.

That costume, which closely resembles the blue coat that is always wrapped around it, and then gives the impression of being somewhere high-format, looked elegant everywhere because it was supposed to be a knightly outfit, but Mr. Leenhardt was wearing it. The embroidery of gold and silver on the deep blue coat is brilliant every time it receives the light of the sun.

It's like you took the starry sky and picked me up.

That's how mysterious and beautiful it was.

I think we've been staring at each other for quite some time, but it was me who returned it to me first. If I also notice the purple blue gaze poured on me to forget the blink, I am determined to be more intolerable. I rushed to fix the words, feeling the heat on my cheeks.

"What I did... that, I'm sorry. Mr. Leenhardt was so lovely and in love."

If you put it in words honestly, that's embarrassing. I feel like my face is getting extra hot, and I don't know what to look like.

"..."

"Huh?"

Mr. Lenhardt's voice, whining as if it were a euphemism, was too far away and I overheard him. When I pick the hem of the dress to walk towards him, Mr. Leanhardt accidentally rushes over to me and holds me in the shape of looking down at him. A fluttering veil danced on the clap held up.

"What... Mr. Leanhardt!?

"Beautiful, Leila"

"Huh..."

These sweet words are disturbing to my mind because Mr. Leanhardt says them in such a voice that they are whispered every day. Beautiful purple blue eyes like the end of the evening just reflected me.

"Leila, how cute.... I'm a happy man, because I can be next to Leila."

You're so happy and in trouble, and whimpering small, Mr. Leanhardt held me in his troubled breath. Unexpectedly I breathe slowly and taste sweet tranquillity, too, in the warmth transmitted over a pure white dress.

"As always, Mr. Leanhardt is good at spoiling me"

"I'm glad to hear that. As much as I want to spoil Leila more than anyone else and melt her down."

"Hehe, I'm always getting my cheeks so hot that it's really going to melt"

If I looked up at his face softly in Mr. Leanhardt's arms, I immediately felt it covered in shadows and his lips touching his cheeks. That temperature, which should be somewhat colder than the heat on my cheek, makes me increasingly red.

"It's true, you're hotter than usual"

"Eh... if I did that, it would melt extra!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

Mr. Leenhardt narrowed his purple blue eyes and gave me that gentle, gentle grin I liked. I have a feeling that the pain in the back of my chest in that smile will probably remain the same for the rest of my life. I felt once again that being able to see this sweetheart's smile every day was more than happy.

At the same time, I notice that the tension I was holding on to on my own until earlier has faded considerably. I can't believe Mr. Leanhardt just feels so differently beside me like this.

If I accidentally looked up at Mr. Leanhardt, he also looked at me with a slight tilt in his neck again.

"What's wrong? Leila."

"Hehe, there's nothing to be afraid of in this world if you're with Mr. Leanhardt."

The power of love is powerful. Yes, it was the moment I felt it again.