Unnamed Memory

At a bad time in between, Oscar laughed bitterly that the thing existed.

The configuration I've been putting together for over sixty years. Not having anything else to serve but a user-demon who serves the hall, he has been searching for one wing alone for a long time, as if it were a routine.

Even when the force in his body was disturbed by the aftermath of a troublesome battle and he couldn't move out of the mansion, that's why he structured himself.

Together, how emotional I would have been when I finally had a reaction.

- - She's back.

His lost witch has finally returned.

Unable to move, he turned to Litra and found out that she was the princess of the country that perished precisely that day, free from seclusion with the fall of the castle and taken straight to Rossack.

One way or another, it's a bad thing to patrol. It is not easy to have a royal human being, one that is also related to the rise and fall. Of course I can take it away by force. But if you abduct the princess of the diaspora, who was taken hostage, you will probably be sent to the people of her country.

You can't just prioritize her and trump the others if it's not too much of a situation. We have to get her back so we don't waver as much as we can.

It is a tribute to their mortals, who are no longer men, and an ideal stained in them who were once kings.

Oscar sends only Nark to her, and he falls into deep dormancy.

No matter how hard it would take, she came back, and I felt like I could do everything with just that.

"I always told you to keep up"

My husband scolded me. Nark looked like an item.

When he led Tinasha, who had been summoned to the king in haste, he realized that there was no dragon beside her, and called to himself.

Naak also ordered me to "show her my painful eyes if the king tries to get his hands on her," but I guess Tinasha herself also hurt me when I see where he is still unharmed. In half a day, if you are given the rear palace and trained in magic control, you can generally imagine it.

"Did you think it would be good if I were here? I have a position too. I can't follow you anywhere."

As I say, he serves sweets. I don't really like confectionery kind. It was for this dragon that he was carrying such a thing. When I throw it at him, Nark eats a little. It's funny whenever you see it.

Oscar, who was obsessed because he was tired of the chores of continuing to stand up, realized that she was finally back, reluctantly called out from behind.

The witch I hadn't seen in sixty years was like a young child, probably because she was locked up.

The figure is painful and adorable. When I looked at her, who seemed anxious from time to time, because she was unfamiliar with people, I felt her chest burned.

The two walk down the long corridor of an exotic castle. There was a strange air that resembled an existing sense of vision.

Tinasha, walking right behind him, seemed to have something in mind. I know what you're thinking. Because he's the one who made Nadras issue a letter questioning her cheapness. Once RossCirc lets her go herself, I don't care about the rest. Even if Oscar takes her away, there will be no harm done to the people of Annelli.

- But in a way, the problem could be after that.

Tinasha used to say about ourselves losing our memories and re-meeting "we are being tested to see if we can get their minds the same way," because this was the first time he was tested in this way.

Oscar laughed bitterly when he realized he was thinking about that, what if she said she wanted to go home to Ross Circle. I try to see Tinasha's expression, and then I realize she's staring at herself.

"What's wrong, princess"

"Your eyes, beautiful colors"

"That's... thank you"

What do you say suddenly?

Oscar, as he once did, embraced the urge to sneeze and stroke her head.

Tinasha remains looking up at him with a true face. My legs were walking at much slower speeds on things that hadn't stopped.

"I like your voice, too. It's like a voice in a dream."

He worried about the answer with a smile on his face.

I know I have to say something unusual as a civilian, but what she says is too frank and difficult.

Oscar got a little lost, but decided to change direction.

"The princess's eyes and voice are prettier."

"But the colour of my eyes was not considered good"

"It's a proposition. I like you very much."

Tinasha glances lightly.

She doesn't know now that the abyss is above all loving.

Oscar smiles when he hides his love in the dark eyes that look up at him.

I thought this hallway, just the two of us, should last a little longer.

"Oscar, read it here"

"Let me just tell you something I don't understand."

Tinasha snorts honestly and hits the book. That was adorable and Oscar laughed small.

- I have to think of another hand than Oltveen refused to let her go.

While I was thinking about making it look like an accident death in this castle, I was left with a happy, concrete plan that I would miss little by little.

But you'll never be able to spoil a life like fine hot water. Though restricted by her tattoos, she is by nature the most powerful witch on the continent. We must take that power out before it is used militarily.

Tinasha twisted her neck as she stopped her finger, which was following over the letters.

"Here, I don't know"

"This is a person's name. Leonora, the uncalled for witch."

"Witch? Just like me?

He asked me another question that I had trouble answering.

But even if we open the door, they'll just be suspicious.

"The princess is not a witch," Oscar replied softly. But Tinasha's face doesn't clear.

He seemed faceless from other humans, but he knew exactly what she looked like. Even if they tell me I'm not a witch, I guess the seventeen years I've been locked up won't let me honestly choose affirmation. Oscar stroked her head, reluctant to overlap deception.

"Witch or not, but princess is a princess. I like princesses."

Zhu gives it to her white cheek when she hears it. Tinasha was somewhat...

"Really? Why?

I heard.

Maybe I'm not used to being frankly favored. Oscar returns a gentle smile to the nasty eyes where expectations and suspicions are intertwined.

"There's something about not failing to make an effort or being straight. I don't really doubt other people, and people are nice."

"Is that a compliment?

"What do you think? You just like me."

"Oscar, I'm not sure"

"Then come to understand. You'll have trouble being my wife in the future."

A sarcastic word.

Tinasha's black eyes open to the limit.

Looking at her slightly trembling, Oscar looked at her as if to trap her with his gaze.

hundreds of years, for a moment like compressed a more permanent time.

But this is the time for both of us now.

Lips that resemble little roses move.

"............... Are you serious?

"Naturally, Rieschen. I will do whatever it takes to get you."

Oscar thinks as he looks into the eyes with a fever that the child seemed puzzled, then hesitant.

No matter how many times I repeat it, no matter how many times they try it, I always choose this woman. Getting caught by her. I can never make a difference. I want to be.

Oscar respectfully takes Tinasha's hand and mouths it flat, not A's.

As a man, not as a courtesy to his subordinates, but with passion until horrible.

To start here now with his new witch and his new covenant.

After making a de facto proposal, Tinasha stopped showing up before him.

If that lasts a week, I regret that Oscar was premature, too.

She has little experience in relationships. I guess I put him on alert. Now what to do, one day he began to work out measures, but he found a witch who would call from the shadow of the pillars in the hallway.

She whispers to him as she glances around for a moment. Now I wonder if you're going to be hiding, and Oscar grinned looking down at the hem of the dress sticking out of the shadow of the pillar.

"What is it, princess?"

"I need to talk to you."

"Let's hear it"

Tinasha stretches her back and faces Oscar when she checks her surroundings again to make sure no one is there. I whispered to tell a secret story.

"I am the Princess of Anneli. So you can't do anything harmful to the people."

"I am familiar with it"

"Still, can you handle it?

"Yes?"

Oscar didn't know for a moment what he was being asked about.

But she nods with a serious face.

"The story of this time"

"Oh......"

A princess in this castle as a hostage. Her future is not allowed to be a choice by herself.

Based on that, she's asking. I wonder if the people will have trouble because of their actions.

Oscar loosens his expression.

"You really are..."

She hasn't changed at all. Unaccommodating temperament is adorable.

He stroked her hair to reassure her.

"Let's do something about it. Fully possible."

"Then I'll try too"

White hands are stretched out to the man's face.

Tinasha smiled like a flower when she put her hand on the cheek of a man who was once her husband: "I love you," she said.

Leaving the castle of Rozsark and moving to the old hall in the depths of Turdar, Tinasha looked round at the man standing in the kitchen. Jump on his wide back and peek into his hand.

"Oscar, can you cook too?

"If you live alone for decades, you'll be able to. Lita can't cook."

"I want to do it too! Tell me!"

"Mm-hmm. Don't burn me."

When I give her permission, she starts to shine her eyes and wrap her arms around me.

When Oscar laughed at her every new life she could not help but have fun, he stuttered on his still young wife's forehead.