Unnamed Memory

The next morning, Oscar woke up a little later than usual, realizing that there was no lover next door, and wondered with an unquenchable head. But soon, I remember leaving her to Pamira, who was tired in the New Year's ritual. I would be in deep sleep in my own room by now. It may not come up today for the time being in that condition. Oscar rose to support him with a bitter smile.

His guardian, the witch, seems to be as unconscious as ever since he became a lover, and as he once did that life, he truly leans defenselessly in affection. For that reason, Oscar was conscious of finally getting a darling woman, who was likely to drown, restraining herself and keeping it the way it had always been.

Still, it was enough to be said to look like lovers to each other for a long time, so maybe that's just fine.

"A mother..."

The unconsciously zero falling whine involves a double meaning.

That is, about his lover, who hesitates to be a mother, and perhaps the mother who gave birth to him, even though he hesitates.

My father didn't say it clearly, but the way it was, it turns out that his mother was quite a magician. Maybe that's also why the other parent opposed the marriage at the time.

A country that has never had a magician king before is also a minority on the continent. It may be because you can't be born artificially, but even though you're not a magician persecuting state like Tayri, it's probably Acacia, the magician killing sword, that didn't show up in the Pharsus royal family.

No parent would want a house with such a sword to daughter-in-law a magician's daughter, and with this sword, which way magic would be unusable. If Oscar hadn't been cursed, too, and if he hadn't met Tinasha, he might have been buried in history as one of the kings without magic.

Oscar remembers his father's words like trouble.

"The seal was imposed by Rosalia as soon as she was born... by her mother. Just because you don't need it. '

When Oscar heard the story, he thought, "Say it sooner," but maybe his father, who was drowning his mother, wanted to respect her will as much as possible. She died when she was thirty. The face of the queen, who died young, remains strong in her father.

Oscar, who barely remembered what his mother looked like, smiled bitterly but accidentally had a headache and put his right hand on his temple.

The moon illuminates

White nails

Night

Blood Redness

Scattered.

Images that are neither representational nor textual fill the back of the brain instantly.

And they disappeared right away.

Oscar shook his head in suspicion, but he couldn't finally get those fragments back.

"Ugh, I overslept... sorry"

Tinasha finally showed up in the office at tea time this afternoon.

Oscar summons a witch standing at the door with a bad face, laughing and calling at her by invitation. The witch looked up behind her as she sat on the king's lap.

"Would you like some tea?

"Later."

Oscar mouths on that forehead as he combs the witch's hair. Tinasha narrowed her eyes slightly but took the documents spread over her desk.

"It's been tough since the beginning of the year"

"It's the beginning, so there's a lot going on."

"I'll help."

The witch picked out some of the less important ones as she squeezed through the documents in her hand as she said. Jumping straight off the man's knees, he sits in the chair at the table to put them together.

Later in, Lazar greeted Tinasha and began reporting on the post-processing of the festival. On the other hand, once the witch puts down the paperwork of her choice, she begins to prepare the tea. It's a peaceful sight that's no different than usual.

Upon signature of the document on reprocessing, Lazar read out the following concerns:

"Details of Gandona's National Celebration are Coming"

"I don't want to go."

"I can't."

I was just trying to tell you, but it was rejected immediately. Oscar bites and crushes bitters in his mouth.

Just as Falsus has a birthday ceremony for kings, Gandona also has a celebration once a year that invites people from different countries to open it. There are usually princes and princesses out of each country because one of the royal families needs to leave, but Farsas is only an Oscar so far. His predecessor is already in hiding, so there will be no other way for him to go.

Tinasha tilted her neck as she handed Oscar a cup made of tea.

"How long will it take?

"You're overnight over there. It's about the same as this ceremony. It's going to take quite a while to move to Minnedad and become a horse from there."

"Would you be angry if I transferred directly to the Royal Palace of Gandona?

"I don't think you mind if I tell you in advance...... can you do that?

"Spare"

That being said, Oscar remembered that she and Pamira had transferred directly from Kuskul to the Royal Palace in Taaili. The witch turns the basin as she twirls in her hand.

"Long-range transfer is just a problem with the acquisition of coordinates, so if you can do something about it, you can do it pretty well."

"Do you know the coordinates?

"I've been there before."

"Then please. Much easier."

Tinasha smiled softly and put the finished paperwork back on her desk. When I hear her brief explanation, Oscar signs those papers.

If you're going with a metastasis, you can go to Gandona on the same day in two weeks. Thinking that far, Oscar looked up.

"Can there be a direct transfer of extra magicians here as well?

"The Royal Palace has boundaries, so you can't have a magician without permission. It's not all over the castle."

"You put it up?

"It was originally there. It's a little enhanced though. Isn't there usually one in every royal palace? Yeah, speaking of which, Tayri doesn't have a magician, so he was empty. Gandona can also sew between the junctions and transfer inside, but that's going to be a problem."

It would be easier to move outside and then go in, the witch continued. Oscar is relieved for a moment by her explanation.

But we both know that's not the perfect measure either. One measure and the enemy will figure out another way to do it. This kind of stuff is all over the place. Any more firepowder that goes down than the enemy can identify will have to be paid each time.

"Well, I'm also concerned about Yalda being disturbed, and I can't help it, so go"

"Of course, Your Majesty..."

Lazar makes a bitter face. Yarda, defeated by the Falsas in the war ten years ago, faces the border with Gandna as well. Perhaps someone will come to the celebration as well.

Oscar muttered as he signed the rest of the paperwork.

"You don't need that much escort. I'm going to head directly for it. Oh, do you want to take Pamira or Sylvia? You'll need someone to help you."

The witch turned her eyes round when she was suddenly told the story. Become a mixed face with surprises and a bad feeling.

"Why do you have my support? I'll do it myself."

"You're gonna need it because you're gonna dress up."

"I knew it! I'm not answering! I'm going with an escort!

Tinasha remembers coming out a few months ago dating a Farsas ceremony. I regretted being the target of good spectacles and jealousy. Not to mention that, unlike then, the human beings of the five powers have a broken face when they are witches. Not very much, but I felt like lowering it on which side.

You felt what she thought. Oscar looks up too.

"Well yeah......"

But Tinasha's ear, relieved by his reaction, entered a strange lazar's voice.

"But Master Tinasha is His Majesty's fiancée."

"Ah."

"Speaking of which,"

After a moment of blankness, the witch held her head.

"I forgot to set that up..."

"I forgot, too."

It was a convenience used by Oscar to take Tinasha in the aftermath of the war, but we both completely forgot.

Many of the royal families and prime ministers of the most ancient countries will see it as a lie, and some small countries will want to offer their daughters to connect with Falsus because they are fine with side rooms. Whatever it is for the witch, it's a convenience that doesn't have any effect on Oscar in particular.

The witch holds a small head.

"Wow, what do I do"

I can expect it to be more of a needle than a picture. Oscar sighed when he saw a witch who was visibly shriveled.

"You won't have to answer anything else. Just reveal your location."

"Shh, excuse me..."

Tinasha lowered her head honestly.

I know it's my responsibility, but in the present state of being lost in standing, I couldn't give a clear answer as to what to do. I love him, I felt like everything would be stable if only I could figure that out, but we're both in a difficult position to solve just that.

Tinasha bit her lips a little, thinking of her weakness and the branches to choose from.

In addition to Oscar and Tinasha, Als and five soldiers were to accompany him on the day.

More security in the castle than in the former is the responsibility of Gandona. Taking too many people would not often seem to call into question the security system over there.

At the end of the witch's open transfer gate was just outside the castle capital of Gandona. From there, the eight travel by horse. It seemed like a distance I could even go on foot, but just doing that makes me suspicious. The line of arrival at the castle first moved to the room to which each was given upon receiving Gandona's hospitality. The celebration is scheduled to run from evening to night, after which we are supposed to stay overnight and go home.

While dressed for liturgical dress, Oscar spoke to a witch who was putting boundaries in the room.

"You, what are you doing here in Gandona so long ago?

"I've been asked to crusade the Demons."

"I see..."

Tinasha turned to her lover when she confirmed the tie she had finished tensioning. When I float up in the universe and approach him, I fix his hair. Oscar held the body.

"If you feel any doubt, call me by name. You'll see soon enough."

"Okay. What about you?"

"I will enter the venue. You're where I can see you."

The witch spoke softly to the man as she smiled gracefully taking the seer's heart away.

It was the great hall within the royal palace that became the venue for the ceremony. The hall, where three hundred people are likely to enter, is circular, with a vitreous ceiling spread out at the end of several floors of blowout. At the wall, which is the outer circumference, the corridor was stretched spirally, the top of which was able to look down the hall from a fairly high position.

Dressed in a less decorated black silk dress, Tinasha overlooks the hall by one from a corridor about the height of the third floor. There is no one around but Gandona guards passing by from time to time. Until earlier in the hall, King Gandona's greetings were given, but now thoughtfully scattered people gather around to talk. The princesses' brightly colored dresses overflowed and the place was so gorgeous.

King Falsus, the witch's lover, can also be seen surrounded by the colours of the dress. Nearby we also saw Ars, an escort. Nothing suspicious so far. The witch remained vigilant, smiling bitterly and staring downstairs.

- - She has no such thing as jealousy.

That's true, but it didn't mean I didn't need to be jealous, it was more right that I wore those emotions out.

So seeing a lover surrounded by women doesn't make me jealous, although I know I'm sorry that I'm running away. Perhaps even if he were to make one of those women his lover in his place, you'd think it was sad, but it wouldn't create a feeling of hatred.

She thinks that's fine.

In case jealousy grows into hatred, her power is too great.

And she didn't have enough experience loving people to feel confident about how they handled their emotions.

Next to Tinasha's face leaning against the railing and looking downstairs, a liquor cup was inadvertently offered. A man's soft voice follows it.

"What do you say? One drink."

"I don't drink. You know that."

The witch looked back when she said softly. Around twenty-five, perhaps, a skinny man with silver hair and black eyes stands there.

The man looked pretty neat and beautiful. On the brilliant face that would captivate a woman's heart one after the other if she smiled silently, he takes the witch's gaze, however, and smiles seeping through her poor personality.

"Long time no see. You've grown up to be a good woman. Is it because you had a man?

"Reverse. I grew up because I got hurt."

"Humans are brittle to be injured even though they have so much power."

"That's all I need."

The man erased the liquor cup in his hand when he grinned slightly. Look downstairs alongside Tinasha. At the end of that gaze was Oscar.

"I thought that was your man with a different color."

"Yes, don't say the fur is changing."

"If I were a woman, I'd want it, but I don't have a body."

"Don't say disgusting things..."

Tinasha almost had a headache and held her head down.

This old man loves what people don't like. Most of the humans caught in his eyes will have a strange fate. Tinasha sincerely thanked her lover for her gender being a man.

She looks up at the man next door with white eyes.

"So, what are you doing here? Bad again?

"You're doing the duke of this country now. Some women like it."

"That's unfortunate..."

Tinasha felt deep sympathy for the woman she had never even met. But it seems that the sentiment was out-of-heart, and the man frowns.

"I'm nurturing you."

"Oh well... more so"

I don't want to hear too much about it. You must not have done a lot of things anyway.

The man looked disgusted, but sighed like he'd given up. The witch is looking downstairs again.

At that time, I felt like the lover at the end of my gaze looked up at her for a moment. But he gets a quick glance back when something is spoken to by the woman around him.

Tinasha stared at the appearance with a soft smile. The guy next door looks at it funny.

"You've lost a lot of heart. You lost your mind because you lost your purpose? I think I can kill you now."

"Want to give it a try?

Tinasha laughed with only her lips as she slowly woke up her body and looked back at the man. A belligerent light shines in the dark eye. The man laughed when he saw his magic stir in his slight limbs.

"What, can you even look like that? Well, I'll stop. When you make a scene, there's a loud guy..."

"Travis!!

Within never-ending words, the man shrugged his neck when his name was called in a woman's voice. Ahead of the two looking back, a beautiful girl, fifteen or six, stands. In a light green dress, the silver-haired girl, a little closer to gray than the man, hit the man in the stomach as she grabbed over with an angry face.

"Hook the woman again! It's not going to be a big deal, so learn! What do you do when it comes to diplomatic issues!!

The battered man is grinning at the girl's hand, laughing painlessly. Tinasha stared at the girl flashly.

The girl waves off her grabbed hand and bows as she turns back to Tinasha.

"He excused me. My name is Aurelia Kanau Naisha Volusia."

"Ah, it's Tinasha as Mayer ul Aetherna Trudar"

I named my real name on the material waist of a stupid polite girl. In return, Tinasha realizes that the girl has a noble family name whose name is the relative of the Royal Gandona family. When he looked at the man, he added, "I'm doing a hindsight".

Perhaps this girl is the "woman I like" because of the way it is. It's the first time I've seen a troublesome man in a long relationship, such as where he's a guardian in a nobleman.

The girl, who named herself Aurelia, listened to Tinasha's greeting and glanced lightly at Travis.

"You're not King Falsus' fiancée. What are you doing!

"I've known him for a long time."

"Such a visible lie..."

"Oh, it's true"

Tinasha, distracted by Aurelia's momentum, lifted her hand gently and pinched her mouth.

"Really?

The witch smiles when she sees suspicion, anxiety and a whisper of jealousy shake in the eyes of the girl listening back. Travis tapped the girl's shoulder lightly.

"Don't worry. I don't like this kind of woman at all."

"Don't be rude!

Tinasha raised her voice and laughed out at Aurelia, who turned bright red.

"Why are you here? I wish they'd go downstairs."

"I am an escort."

Tinasha broke her face at the frank girl's question.

If you know Tinasha is Oscar's fiancée, then you also know she's a witch, a girl who doesn't care about that at all is hilarious.

Travis raised an eyebrow when he heard it.

"What, are you engaged?

"Externally,"

"That's funny. It's gonna be fun when that guy and your kid are born."

"I'm lost in marriage because it's not fun"

Returning it without hesitation, Tinasha noticed that the girl had a slightly sad face. I hear he noticed as well. Travis holds the girl's body with one arm.

Aurelia seemed a little hesitant but looked straight at Tinasha as she raised her face.

"Do you hate kids?

"No, that's not why..."

"'Cause this guy's a witch, you're scared kids are gonna be like that anyway"

Lightly said, Tinasha nodded with a bitter smile.

Aurelia leans her neck strangely though.

"Is that all?

"That's all."

The girl's light blue eyes gazed at Tinasha. On the side, a man laughs with his eyes closed.

Aurelia showed hesitation for a while, but reluctantly, but let the strength of her will seep into her voice and open her mouth.

"I don't know how hard it is for witches, etc., but if that's the only reason, don't hesitate. Sometimes it will be hard and fun to be born, but I think your child would rather share it with you after birth than worry about it"

Sincere advice echoed only strongly for not embellishing the words.

Witches round their eyes. I can't give anything back to you.

You were ashamed of what you said about the way it went, Aurelia said, bowing her head, "I mentioned I was out too much," and she slipped out of Travis' arms and disappeared downstairs.

Tinasha sighs as she drops off the girl's hindsight.

"... quite a masterpiece"

"Because he's a psychic born without hope."

"Really!? I've said bad things."

If that was the case, surely the witch's hesitation would have had something to come to her chest.

Tinasha fell into regret. Travis sees it with people's bad grin.

"That's not the kind of balls that hurt. How's it feel to be preached to a younger little girl over 400 years old than that?

"I feel refreshed."

The witch covered her face with one hand and sighed.

I'm completely lost. Weak and disgusting.

At least I'll have to get a little more chest strained. Even for the man who chose her without hesitation.