Unnamed Memory

The seeds are secretly sown.

That is only a very whisper. Slowly stretch the roots in peace and mellow.

The roots will eventually be strewn through the ground and the buds will face the surface.

Everything goes blurry and loose like a dream.

When one sees the vibrancy of blooming flowers, one first realizes it's too late.

"Okay? Don't make a problem out of it."

"I know."

The two young men and the girl left the mansion, saying: To the strong girl, the young man responds with a genuine unintelligible smile. But a beautiful smile only fuels the girl's suspicion.

"Do you really understand..."

"I don't trust you."

"There can't be."

The just truncated man, though not at all comfortable, pushed the girl's back forward.

"Look, let's go"

"Yes, sir."

The girl dressed up walked out with her thin back to the man.

Staring at that little back, he accidentally lodges a swordswallowing light in his eyes. That appearance, which did not hide abominable emotions rather than smiles, even haunted enough killing to tear the world apart.

But no one sees it. I can't even feel the slightest omen. Except for the man so far.

When he smiled in an instant at the girl who looked back suspiciously, he hid his killer and walked out with a tap on her shoulder.

The day of the ceremony turned out well sunny.

Cheerful and warm, but not so hot. Tinasha had been coming to Falsus in the morning as preparations were being rushed everywhere. As we head to the prepared room, Sylvia and the ladies are pulling the shank and waiting. This friend of the magician seems to have a hobby of dressing Tinasha, and he puts more hands on it than is necessary every time something happens.

Tinasha starts bathing as she weakens, but as she is told, to Sylvia, who also feels intense intentions this time. I was still sleepy, so just say it's just fine.

Tinasha stretched out her thin limbs as she inhaled deeply the scent of perfumed oil put in for slight fragrance.

"Sylvia, are you hurt enough?

"I'm totally fine! Thank you for your concern."

Sylvia laughed as she threw a smile through her long dark hair.

Recovering from her injuries the other day, she can't help but be happy about the king's engagement. I have more than twice as many bottles lined up in the bathroom as usual, in the presence of the mood.

Silvia laughed as she combed Tinasha's long hair.

"Today's dress, Your Majesty said, is a gift for Tinasha's birthday."

"Huh!?

Hearing stories that I didn't expect, Tinasha dropped both her legs on the edge of the tub into the hot tub. Water splashes on my face.

Speaking of which, about a month ago, I remember being asked about my birthday when we talked about the ceremony. When I answered that it was about a month ago, I was cheeked for some reason.

To her fiancée's surprise, Tinasha blushed her cheek.

"I'm not even old enough to celebrate my birthday, so I totally lost it."

"How old were you?"

"Er... four hundred and thirty-two? Four hundred and thirty-three..."

"... that's a long way to go"

Even though Tinasha's physical age is twenty, her actual age is beyond a generation. On second thought, Oscar is twenty times better alive. Most of them were asleep, so she has less experience in life. When I met him four hundred years ago, his appearance is no different now. It's just that she stuffed those years.

Tinasha smiles bitterly as she jolts her feet together, closing her eyes again with her feet on the edge.

Warm hot water was soaking her in peace as if protected.

After bathing, it took two and a half hours for all the support to be completed.

In the meantime, Tinasha had her hair and makeup adjusted.

Sylvia and the women, it was at first that they wanted Tinasha's opinion, but when they found out that the raw reply was just coming back, they seemed to decide everything for themselves.

The generative coloured dress, which is the king's gift, is made with a luxurious use of hand-woven lace. Short sleeves with wide hems were embroidered with young grass-colored cranberries. The front was stopped by vertically lined noose buttons from the open chest to the waist, the hem with multiple layers of lace was loosely circled on the front and the back was extended long.

Sylvia laughs as she ties her lumbar sash to a large ribbon behind her.

"Your Majesty knows very well how to charm Master Tinasha."

"Yeah. I have no idea."

Sylvia drooped her head disappointingly in the loose reply between them.

Halfway down her long hair and tied together with plenty of fresh flower decorations just behind her head, Tinasha creates a truly pathetic aesthetic that goes hand in hand with a clear dress. I can barely feel her intimidation in the usual formal setting or the atmosphere that doesn't bring people in as a tattoo. Soft and adorable looks would look good next to a man as a fiancée.

Silvia took a step away to confirm Tinasha's appearance. Fix the hair flower ornament a little.

"Okay, perfect!

"Thank you"

Tinasha smiled and thanked him, and saw what he looked like. Get in there. It shows you like a bridesmaid girl who's going to be at the ceremony. I feel kind of embarrassed.

When I checked the clock placed next door, there was still about thirty minutes to the beginning of the ceremony. Tinasha looks back at Sylvia, who is cleaning up.

"May I come out a little?

"I don't mind. I'll fix it when it breaks down, so tell me."

When I got the pleasure, she went out of the room. Walk out the hallway pulling the hem of the dress.

Civilians and women came and went from time to time in haste in the castle to prepare for an imminent ceremony. When they notice Tinasha and look away, they bow their heads one after the other.

Not going anywhere, but hanging out and walking in the long time Falsus Castle, she, uh, looked out the window and stopped her legs.

One girl walks through the courtyard when she sees it.

Is it an invitation that you are dressed in formal attire? A silver hair shining in the light of day hung on an empty dress. I can't see her face well because of it from above, but she's looking around a little bit like she's looking for something.

Tinasha put her hand on the window as she tilted her neck.

A girl wandering out into the courtyard of a strange castle suddenly glanced at Tinasha, who appeared in front of her. But you must have understood that he immediately showed up with a metastasis. When we see each other in their outfits, they bow their heads.

Tinasha smiled and asked, thanking herself.

"Looking for something? Can I help you?

If you're in any trouble, you two would be better off in time for the ceremony than doing it alone.

Thinking so, Tinasha asked, the girl looked around slightly as if she had moved.

"Oh, uh, I heard the baby cry, so I was wondering..."

"Baby?"

Tinasha twisted her neck in surprise.

There shouldn't be any babies in the usual Falsus castle. Or did the invitees bring them?

But even if it is, it's hard to imagine it coming all the way to Falsus. Babies are slightly uncomfortable at the ceremony.

Tinasha tried to deafen herself, but now she heard nothing more. Did the girl also notice that, blushing and bowing her head?

"Sorry to disturb you"

"No, that bothers you, doesn't it? I'll be careful, too."

Tinasha said, the girl smiled like a flower. Grey blue eyes hold a clear light.

A neat, beautiful looking girl, but I feel some mysterious atmosphere, not just that. Probably a magician or someone with that quality. Sniffing a strong magic, Tinasha was heartily impressed.

The girl reluctantly looked at Tinasha, but her eyes hurt for a moment for some reason.

I realized that before Tinasha asked, but the girl bowed her head. When she looked up again, there was nothing in either of those eyes to see. The girl hung up.

"Excuse me because I have people waiting for me. Thank you for your concern."

"Oh, well, I'll see you later"

The girl sneered and left graciously.

After being completely blind to that figure, Tinasha finally realizes she didn't name herself or her opponent.

She was a strangely attractive girl. I feel sorry for not hearing your name.

But you'll see him soon enough.

When Tinasha recalled that, she returned to the castle herself to attend the ceremony.

A slight baby cry begins to sound in the courtyard where no one is anymore.

But no one heard that voice anymore, and no one was coming after him.

Oscar, dressed himself in his attire while giving the final instructions and confirmation, narrowed his eyes satisfactorily when he saw Tinasha, who had come to the refrain room. When I call her by invitation, I lift her up and let her sit on her lap.

"You look great."

"Thank you, dress"

"Mmm."

Oscar gently pulled down the one room that was lowered, taking care not to break the hair that was tied.

"I'll take care of you today, but good luck."

"I'm ready."

The woman with a pranky grin offered her right hand up. A silver ring appears there. The thin ring was fitted with a small obsidian reminiscent of the woman's eyes, and the silver surface was carved with a faint magical print.

"Hands out, please"

"Which one?"

"Either. Oh, your left hand won't get in the way."

Oscar puts out his left hand, as he was told. Tinasha took the ring and compared its size to the man's finger.

"Should I make it a little bigger?

When chanted small, the ring grows around. She put it in Oscar's middle finger. More chanting to increase the size. Oscar looked at it as if it was not metal and it was stretchy.

"What are you made of?

"It's silver. It's just magic when it's purified."

Tinasha made another chant when she checked the ring that fitted her finger.

But after the chant, there's no change in appearance. She laughed at the strange man.

"Now I don't see this ring except you."

"Hmm. Will you?

"Of course. This is magic equipment. I've packed the configuration inside. Shift this stone and it will activate. Once activated, metastatic magic will be unavailable for about one compartment around you. You can't leave, you can't come in, you can't move things."

The man turned his eyes round to explain his fiancée. Look at the seriously fitted ring.

"That's amazing...... because of the fight the other day?

"Well, yes. Metastasis and flight are troublesome when you deal with a magician. The flight is still there because there's a narc, but that's better if the transfer is sealed. Effective time is sufficient. If I use it, I'll pack the configuration again."

"Pretty helpful. Thanks."

Tinasha was thankful. But as soon as he looks serious, he pushes his guard.

"Be careful where you use it, as the transfer seal will take place regardless of enemy allies"

"You're not gonna be able to do it either?

"I will. If you make it so that I'm the only one who can spare you, you'll be weak. That doesn't make sense, does it? I made it so that even with the power of a witch, I could inhibit it."

"Okay. Be careful."

Oscar nodded as he checked the ring.

When I fought Lavinia the other day, they moved the blade up close and it was quite stubborn. If in the future you can be considered a powerful enemy, this magic tool will be a powerful weapon. Her attention, which may be fine, but does not waste the past, was appreciated.

Tinasha looks up at the man and smiles like a swing.

"Happy Birthday"

Words that make you feel young somewhere.

I mean, I guess this magic fixture is a gift from her. In contrast to what I gave her, Oscar enjoyed the funniest of pragmatism. Place your hands on your white cheeks and mouth them on your red painted lips when you look at them.

"You're really funny. Thanks."

When his lips were separated, Tinasha, whispered so to the man, twisted her neck about what had been funny since she had left the room, but all the answers were blind.

The ceremony began on time.

Tinasha, standing next to Oscar, is his fiancée as well as the current queen of Turdar. In response to the invitees from one country to another greeting, Tinasha kept a soft smile on her face, putting in some explorations to be confirmed.

Trudar is currently in the middle of an institutional change and has just recently intervened in the war between Falsus and César as a force against the curse. We had to see exactly what attitude the countries would show to Turdar in the current situation.

But when I open the lid, the words that will soon be spoken to her and her country, who is a magical power from the beginning and also marries Falsus, are mostly praise or blessing. Even that tairi was just the prince coming to offer his liturgical greetings.

Tinasha whispers to the man next door when a wave of people hangs up.

"I'm flattered you don't have a word of restraint."

"You're glad we're engaged, aren't you?

"I don't know... well, yes"

Tinasha, who whispers and concurs, does not realize, however, that his appearance plays a part in it.

If she had been a queen, she might have bought national vigilance. But as cute as I can say today, she's wrapped up in the pity of her apparent age.

The fact that they appeared in a public place for the first time since their engagement meant that the humans who came to explore the situation had changed from when they inherited the Spirit, and had seen her smile slightly next to the man, and had been detoxified at once. To a greater extent than expected, Oscar, who computed and made the dress, also wanted to laugh. I felt a lot of envy mixed with the gaze I could turn towards him, and he grinned bitterly at the slightest sense of superiority.

Tinasha and others seemed reluctant to see the jealous eye from the women, but at least as much as that, Oscar thinks. With a queen of rare power and beauty quickly in her hands, few people envied him.

Some time after the ceremony began, one girl walks out before the two of them, who were greeted as they slowly moved around the venue. Tinasha looked at the girl's face and leaked her voice low.

I saw her in the courtyard earlier, that girl. The silver-haired girlfriend smiles and praises.

"I will see you first, Your Majesty. My name is Aurelia Kanau Naisha Volusia. Gandona is here to celebrate on behalf of the king."

"A polite greeting, painful. I would also like to say hello to the King."

"Of course, sir."

Tinasha grinned glossily at the girl who broke her knee and answered Oscar.

"It is Tinasha as Mayer ul Aetherna Trudar. Excuse me for earlier."

"Welcome. I'm sorry I didn't even name you."

To Oscar, who looked suspicious, Tinasha told him that she had just met her in the courtyard. As she explains, she remembers something.

"With that said, was there someone with you?

"Yes. My guardian is here with me.... Travis?

Tinasha opened her mouth gently to the name Aurelia called back. If I was drinking something, I might have blown it out. Next door the Oscars are still grumpy.

Before the two men, who lost half their lives, the beautiful man with shiny silver hair graced him with a graceful trick as he walked out slowly.

Oscar, who returned to me sooner than Tinasha to the man's teasing grin, puts his hand on Acacia at his waist. I stared straight at Travis, conscious to get out of it at any time.

Aurelia turns her eyes round to the intimidation of a murderous mixture.

Oscar said in a low voice, close to intimidation.

"You've got a lot of nerve trying to show up before me again."

"Shouldn't we give the time and place?

Into the one-touch air, Tinasha rushed in between. I look up at my fiancée as I hold two men in my hands.

"Hey, wait a minute. Oscar."

"Get out of the way, Tinasha"

"No, it's not good."

Two or three of the invitees who were nearby turn around surprised to see a different vibe.

Tinasha saw Travis grinning slightly and Aurelia circling her eyes next to him. When the girl notices her troubled gaze all the time, she pulls Travis' arm.

"Travis! I told you not to be bad!

"I didn't today."

"Same thing, idiot!

When Aurelia grabbed the man's ear as it was, she pulled as much as she wanted and let him bow his head. At the same time, I bow my head deeply.

"I don't know what he did, but my responsibilities are the same. Sorry, sir."

The top demon tribe being forced to bow their heads by a fifteen or six year old girl.

To that lesser sight, Oscar and Tinasha looked at each other. Travis at the time is poisoned with pain, let go, but every time Aurelia seems to be strengthening her fingers.

Confused as to how he should react, King Falsus took a half-step back with his arm pulled by his neighbor's fiancé. Tinasha pleads with both hands together in front of her face.

"I know how you feel, but please put it away. Please."

On her sincerely troubled face, Oscar finally regained his calm. When you control your emotions and push them to death, you speak up to Aurelia.

"I'm sorry about this one too. I want you to keep your head up because there's no problem."

"Thank you for your forgiveness"

When the girl raised her head, she looked at the king and Tinasha as she rocked her grey-blue eyes. But they both already have emotionally blind eyes.

When the king glanced at Travis, who looked clear, he walked away from the spot with a formal thank you. Tinasha sees Aurelia for a moment when she says something, but when she smiles bitterly without saying anything, she follows.

Dropping off the two backs, Aurelia elbowed the flank of the man next to her so that she could not see from any other human being. Ask questions in a low voice.

"What the hell did you do!

"I know a lot about that woman. I've done it a little hard."

"... sucks"

Aurelia sighed deeply.

Her guardian, this man, is constantly rubbing women's relationships because of his beauty and personality.

Was that beautiful queen one of them? Aurelia turned to the man with her mixed eyes of worry, anger and slight jealousy.

"Were you a lover?

"No way. Oh, I don't like self-contained women."

Travis returned it so lightly, but raised an eyebrow like he noticed something. Stare at Aurelia.

Feeling uncomfortable in that gaze, the girl wandered.

"Hey, what?

"Well, if you say you like it, you like it."

"... Phew."

Aurelia hammered as if it didn't seem funny.

It's nothing strange. You can't possibly care less if you're that beautiful.

She remembers how the queen looked when we met in the courtyard. Tinasha came down just because a stranger was looking for something.

Warm kindness, the look of a finished adult. I'm sure everyone will like her.

Aurelia closed her eyes. My chest hurts when I think about it. But she already has a fiancée. Travis gently stroked the girl's head over her head.

"Be a good girl."

"Don't treat me like a child."

"You're just a kid. If you're a good girl, I'll protect you. Absolutely."

A strong voice. I don't feel like looking up at what a man looks like.

Still, she believed the man's words and just nodded.