Unnamed Memory

The samurai, who suffered a deep arrow wound to her left arm, has not yet lost her fever, although the hand was applied.

Celedia, who visited her hospital room, handily switched bandages and stared at the hand of a woman wiping the sweat of a samurai without a seat in front of the door.

Is the sleeping samurai groaned, sometimes a small groan? Every time I heard that voice, Zaus, who was falling behind Celedia's brain, or his son, who had broken up in the country, came up and couldn't help but bite his lips off.

"You don't look like that. This girl will be fine."

The middle-aged woman looking back laughs happily. But Celedia couldn't synchronize with the woman's brightness, just a bitter grin on her mouth.

The woman who also handled Celedia - named Run - continues to calm down while making a new bandage.

"You don't even try to think about the chaser now. The first prerequisite is to heal the wound. His Royal Highness is in trouble. He can't abandon a human being. You can rest assured as long as you're in this castle."

"Your Highness, but..."

A wilderness castle completely different from the rumors. Remembering the man who was its master, Celedia was puzzled.

I hear that the prince was banished to this castle at the age of thirteen at the same time that his brother took office, but was it a mistake? It's hard to say that this castle is a blessing to the environment that she sees, but it seems well equipped enough for people to live at their leisure. All the humans who go there also looked lively and were not felt by the inhabitants of a very rough castle.

Did Celedia tell you what she was thinking, Run snorts and laughs as she looks at hand.

"Rumors as we all know are more or less true. His Highness was driven to this castle at thirteen. Only a few pieces of hardware and only five servants were allowed to keep them. Yeah, so is the rig. That black leopard. But His Highness didn't do anything to give up there. I used all my hands to gather people's hands and gradually changed this castle."

"Did you change the castle?

"Oh. The first few years were really tough. Running around inside and outside the castle like every day... a normal kid would have died. But you must have been lucky, too. While we were doing so, we could draw water properly, and people gathered around His Highness."

Celedia's look seemed blessed with royal confidence and elegance. From the looks of it, I can't imagine being a very hard boy or anything.

But I guess he's been through an incredible predicament from her.

Celedia remembered the greenery and irrigation equipment she saw through the hallway window. At the end of her blurry gaze, Lan raises his face with deep wrinkles engraved.

"Your Highness has lost a lot of things to get here. But for that matter, he's sweet."

It also sounded like Run's words hid just as much weight as the past years.

Celedia, looking at us for its weight, once again closed her thin blue eyes, thinking of the situation in which she was placed.

- - I don't know what to do now.

The question was repeated more often in the chest by Celedia than when she woke up at Willidis Castle.

If you want only your own safety, you can go to the capital of the king of Lisai and live under your uncle. He has only met me face-to-face a few times, but the exchange of letters was frequent, in which he always cared about Celedia. So if she doesn't want much, she'll be able to change the country she lives in and live the rest of her life secretly.

But if you want to go back to Lambardo and get your father's house back.

She must then be prepared for more hardship and sacrifice. To bring back the warm memories and pride that was certainly in my hands a few months ago.

Can what you put on both plates of the scale hang each other?

Celedia rose out of her sleeping quarters at night with inconclusive queries. I don't think I should sleep for my body, but I really don't sleep well. She goes out into the hallway when she weaves her jacket to change her mood.

The castle at night was for the most part surrounded by the stillness of darkness, but the moonlight that plunged through the window did not cut off the white and its darkness.

Celedia avoids the moon-hitting floor and goes unanswered through the long corridor.

I don't know how to make an excuse if someone around me finds me - when I thought about that, but she accidentally gave herself up. Perhaps at the end of the hallway I saw, the darkness is shaking as if I were willing.

"Hih..."

Celedia, who covered her mouth and held down her screams, nearly lost her mind when she saw two golden eyes appear in the darkness.

But that's when a man's low voice sounds in the hallway.

"Rig"

By that voice, or the eyes of gold were again invisible. Instead, under the moonlight, a beautiful beast shows itself. The supple black leopard slowly crossed the hallway and went out to the outside terrace. I guess that's where my husband is. Celedia is curious instead of faint fear.

The man who was chased after the capital where he lived. When he was banished to this castle, did he or did he not wish to return to the king's capital?

When she snuck her feet gently, she followed the darkness down the hallway. Kill your breath and peek at the terrace.

The man, the master of the castle, sat in the columns where the moon illuminated brilliantly, looking at the wilderness beneath his eyes. An even length. Sleeping beneath his feet with a man of good posture, the leopard resembled a single painting and strongly attracted Celedia's gaze.

She was silently in love with one of the balconies and one, but she panicked when the rig raised her face and noticed herself.

I beg my staring golden eyes to keep quiet with a hand gesture.

But her efforts were also vain, and Ruth looked back to see if she had detected any signs before the rig did anything.

Stared into the man's astonished eyes, Celedia leans down to embarrassment.

"Are you still awake?"

"I'm sorry. Don't go to sleep..."

"It won't even be possible. I've been down all day."

"You just have to stay out of that darkness and come," Ruth handed her. I can't even say "I'm afraid of the moonlight," Ceredia advances to the terrace with a snack.

But the fear also scratched out as soon as I looked down into the wilderness from the terrace.

A grassless land stained with pale trees without a blemish. To the sight of even remembering the mystery, she loses her words.

"Though this is said to be barren land. This will be beautiful."

The man's voice felt his attachment to the land where he lived. I don't even know the words to give back. Celedia just snorts. Whether it was always this way to look around, Ruth was sitting on one knee above the columnar trunk, despite a considerably higher terrace.

The man looks out toward the castle gate, worrying clearly about what she will do if she falls.

"It takes about fifteen days on a horse to reach Wang Du"

Ceredia was surprised by the abrupt words. But that will be the information we need for the future. She nodded as she tightened her mind.

"Ten of those days are for the streets that extend this wilderness. So let's have our men escort us that far."

"Your Highness."

"You should have them pick you up first from there. You can send a letter to your uncle."

That is too generous for a woman who has suddenly lost her way.

It wasn't strange to be pushed back to Lambardo to avoid rubbing him if he did badly. Celedia bowed her head in awe.

"Oh, thank you......"

"It's not like you're thanking me."

Ruth, who laughed bitterly, maybe thinks bitterly of herself, who can only help her that far. But given the circumstances and his position, that would be irrelevant. Celedia looks in the direction of the border.

Southwestern border of Lisai. It faces two neighboring countries.

One is Noydia, a country of woods and mountains that stretches out to the west. And the other is Lambardo, located to the south.

The two countries, which are in no way building profound friendship with Lisai, have not come thirty years to push themselves in earnest to this border, but they will not remain silent if things become such that their own generals and the king brother of Lisai compete directly with each other.

Celedia again finds herself thin and cold that she may hold the key to it.

"That man... I know my lies, so I think he's still stubbornly chasing me. But there are noble daughters and so on, so if I go into King's Capital and make a big deal out of it... you might give up."

That, however, is synonymous with giving up my father's house, giving up my own blood muscles, and forgetting my parents' revenge. A means of buying only your peace out of fear of the other person.

- Is that okay to fulfill it? Celedia bites her lips.

The man, illuminated by moonlight, erased his expression from his brilliant face and stared at her. Her heart shakes on the path he may have once taken as well.

"What would you do if you were Your Highness"

"What do you mean?

"Should we forget what has been taken from us and live in peace? Or should I not forget this grudge and fight it?"

A pompous and leaky question.

For the first time since I said that, she stood by the shock.

"Resentment."

I can't forgive that man.

Celedia finally realized what was no longer visible to her as much fear and haste as she could ever be driven, but that emotion that couldn't possibly be.

Incredibly sudden death of my father. And a false engagement.

Everyone won't listen to me. When she was thrown out of it, she finally found out that she had a grudge by gaining rest between the bundles.

Once you realize the negative is easy to burn your chest.

The hatred for irrationality, which was too big, quickly swelled up in her.

Thus the man who distorted his face and suffered the pain breathed quietly into Celedia, but remained silent until then.

"That's not the answer I can give. Even if I think about it as my own story - I think the answer is that I'm in this castle right now."

In a sober response, she returned to me just a little bit. I'm ashamed of myself a moment ago when I said that I had nothing to say.

"Excuse me, I did"

"I don't mind. Just Celedia. Don't be alarmed."

Ruth's voice was by far the strongest and darkest of all. Heavy voice like scattered ice pieces. To Celedia, who accidentally forgot even his anger, he stabs the nail with cold eyes.

"If an inconvenient person exists, no matter how far away that person lives, there are people who reach out. Even if you forget your anger, they won't necessarily think so either. Celedia, watch your assassination hand."

"Your Highness..."

Ruth broke a sharp vibe when she noticed her with her surprise eyes closed. I smile bitterly and rise from the columns.

"Well, I'm going to bed now. You should get some rest too. Yeah, if you're lost, I'll let Rig show you around."

"No...... you can go back alone. Excuse me."

Celedia praised him for controlling the leopard that was about to rise. As we descend from the terrace, we return to the corridors painted apart by light and darkness.

Peace or vengeance? I still can't get the pan to settle in my chest.

And so she returned to the dark room, and when she remembered her late father in one bedroom, she murdered her voice and wept that night.