We Live in Dragon’s Peak

We suddenly ran away and dropped Lyla out of the room. Among them, Prince Filrell had a stunned look, staring at the end of the door to the room where Lyla had left.

"Elnea, go after him. Leave this child to us."

"Yeah, please."

Sweet for Mistral's words, I follow Lyla out of the long house.

Outside already, the early folks were starting to eat dinner. Ask the person who was starting the meal where Lyla was going and head over.

Lyla was in a small forest, north of the village. There's still very little sign of her, so I thought it would be hard to find her in the woods, but I'm glad you're where I can see her.

"Lila."

When I speak, the shadow of Lyla shakes. [M] The sun begins to set and the woods are already dim.

"What's going on?

Approach slowly so as not to irritate Lyla. But Lyla didn't try to get away from me, and she didn't show any resistance to getting close.

"Um... the..."

In the dim woods. I couldn't see Lyla's expression clearly, but the signs of distress are strongly conveyed.

"Everyone was surprised, wasn't they?

"Really..."

I guess Lyla is definitely Prince Filrell's sister. But I wonder why she jumped out of the room saying she wasn't.

"You don't like the prince?

"Oh, shit. I don't deserve to hate a prince."

Lila grabs my shoulder and hastily denies it.

I don't think I'm qualified to like it or not. In her words now, I can somehow see that Lyla has a backward emotion for Prince Philelle.

The self that was being abused. My brother who was being nice. A past that got out of the castle as well as missing. And I wonder if I can't wait to learn about the distressed but hard-working prince.

"I am not his sister. It's just... it's just good to be on Master Ernea's side. I don't want anything else."

Lyla told us the darkness of her heart in the form of a fairy tale. At that time, by putting it into words, she truncated and overcome the dark past. And at the same time, have you abandoned everything in your position, your identity and your thoughts?

Both his position as Prince Filel's sister, his status as royalty, and the thought of defeating dragons and changing the shape of a distorted country, abandoned everything. Yet now I'm faced with what I'm supposed to have thrown away.

I wonder if Lila got away with it.

But I think. If you cut it off, it will never go away. I'm just pretending not to look. I'm just trying to be indifferent. So nothing has been solved in the fundamental part. I haven't solved it, so when that problem shows up unintentionally in front of me, I can't do anything.

I thought Lyla's problem was almost solved. We also know what causes the dragon tribe to be frightened and the training to control them is well under way. It stopped darkening with past events as she used to, and I couldn't stop smiling these days.

But I didn't solve anything. We all looked at it and didn't look at it, and it was through indifference.

"Lyla......"

I grab Lyla softly.

I want her to be happy. I want you to have more happiness than I have ever had with grief. But before that, I knew there was a problem that needed to be solved.

And now may be the first opportunity to lead to a real solution to the problem.

I wanted Lyla to have a proper discussion with Prince Philelle.

Prince Filel, yeah, I want the royal family of the kingdom of Yortenitos to know about Lyla's ordeal. And I want Lyla to know what Prince Philelle thinks.

Prince Filrell said he missed you. He, at least, has no ill feelings for Lyla.

It came out in a fairy tale, I think he remains a kind little brother prince. So I want you to say how you feel about Lyla from his mouth.

I'm sure that would be the starting point for Lyla to take a step forward, really.

"Just let me say a little bit about my selfishness. Set aside whether Prince Filrell is my brother or not. I want you to meet him once and talk to him properly."

If you two don't meet, nothing starts.

"But..."

In my arms, Lila trembles fine.

"Once we talk properly, and you're still mistaken, you just have to tell Prince Filrell that. But if we don't talk, we can't move on. A lot."

Lyla shut up and stared at me.

I wonder if I'm lost.

Somehow, I wondered if I could pull the two together, and I felt signs behind my back.

"Lyla......?

Even if I didn't turn around, I knew right away that I was Prince Filrell with my voice. Lyla bounces in her arms, frightened.

"A little. Just a little, let me talk to you."

Apparently, you've come from Prince Philelle. How did the Mistrals explain it to him?

Explore the surrounding signs, but the Mistrals are nowhere near.

I'm pretty sure the Mistrals had an idea and let Prince Filrell come here because he would never come out on his own.

"Shall I take my seat off for a moment?"

I wondered if I should just leave you two alone, but stay with me, Lyla and Prince Philelle, they say, and I have no choice but to stay.

"Excuse me earlier, sir."

Because it's behind me, Lila, who is holding me face to face, must have seen Prince Filrell.

"Let me introduce myself first. I am Philelle, the fourth prince of the kingdom of Jortenitos."

Lila's anxious signs are transmitted through her skin.

"I have one sister. No, I had a sister."

Shaped in the past, Lyla shivers slightly.

"Your sister is very beautiful and kind and very proud to be your brother. But one day, my mother and brother told me. Your sister's already dead."

And Prince Firrell spoke.

A long time ago. I was still much younger than I am now.

In the castle, Prince Filel met one girl. There are only adults in the castle. The three brothers are old and won't deal with me. The prince took a liking to the near-age girl he met in that. At first, the girl was hesitant to deal with the prince, but she becomes kind to me in several meetings.

But when the adults and brothers around them found out about it, they tried to separate the prince from the girl.

The young prince didn't know why, and I missed the girl who was being nice to me again, and the two kept secretly seeing each other.

But at last, my mother will be angry, and the prince will be constantly eyed by surveillance.

And by then the prince was finally beginning to realize that the girl was not normal.

Adults, brothers and self in brilliant costumes. Even the servant dresses clean and tidy, but the girl always looks miserable. And so thin and dirty that it's going to break now.

Adults treat a girl as someone who sees her but doesn't care and is nowhere else to be dealt with.

And one day, my mother told me. You don't have a sister. My sister said she died before you were born.

My mother's words were superfluous. The prince didn't realize the girl was his sister. But the adult, who doubted the two of them too often in intimate meetings, made a mistake. The prince knows the girl is his sister, and he says he's seeing her.

In the extra words of my mother, the prince realized that the girl was his own sister and that the castle was an unusual world.

The prince managed to change the world. But the hard work of toddlers is known. A world where nothing changes. A distorted and creepy world. The prince gradually became the only thing in the castle that seemed like a demon cave.

What is the cause? Why has my sister become treated like a deceased? The growing prince searched for the root of the problem on his own.

Sister traits. Father King's accident. Know what happened before you were born.

And I thought about what I could do.

Nor was the prince as good as his sister, but he could not deal well with the dragon. If, then, I can follow the dragon in such a splendid way, it will also change my appreciation of my sister. If you strive, if you show that you will be rewarded, your expectations may not rise again for your sister.

I have surveillance, my sister I can't see anymore. For her. All I can do now is that.

From that day on, the prince's harsh special training began. But the results didn't show up, and the good brothers made fun of me.

And one day two years ago. My sister disappeared from the castle. My mother and brothers rejoiced greatly. Seeing that, the prince couldn't wait to regret it.

So he wanted to make sure he made an accomplishment on this Fei Long hunt, in return for his brothers, and go find his sister who was gone.

Me and Lyla kept listening to Prince Philelle in silence.

That was the back of a fairy tale from Prince Filel's side, which also included some facts that he didn't know about.

"I couldn't do anything for your sister. While I said it was somehow, in the end, I feared the eyes of the surveillance adults, and I couldn't even say a word when I saw your sister. So even if I see your sister now, I'm sure I have nothing to say to justify it. I'm still sorry..."

But Prince Filrell reinforces his tone.

"Hello. If I could see your sister!

You took a step forward, the footsteps of stepping on the weed echo in my ear. And Lyla stiffened herself in her arms and was nervous.

"I want to tell you something important."

What? I ask back on my back.

"Your sister, she was loved. I was never hated by everyone!

"That's a lie!

Lyla screamed. It's such a cod, it's decided to lie. You'll never believe it, screaming in my arms. [M]

"Calm down, Lyla"

I hold Lyla in my arms. [M]

"I'm sorry. You can't believe it, can you? 'Cause by now, your sister's been taking a terrible beating."

But Philelle continued.

"There's really only one thing I want you to believe. Your father, Father King, has always thought of your sister. You don't have to believe me, you don't have to believe me, you don't have to believe me, you don't have to believe me, you don't have to believe me. But I just want you to believe in your father's love, and I want you to tell my sister."

Philelle did not treat Lyla as her sister now, but as one woman. I'm sure if I treated you as my sister, I would have thought Lyla would run away again.

"When I see your sister, I want to tell her. I want you to come home. Your father is very worried."

"I don't... I don't... I don't believe it..."

Lyla was small and crying after the rampage.

"Lyla, I've thought about this before."

Talk softly to the crying Lyla, who trembles at the head of her arm.

"I just felt a little uncomfortable when I heard a fairy tale from Lyla."

It was decided to die. But he didn't kill me, and he kept me under house arrest inside the castle. I was abhorred. Yet there are occasional snacks in the kitchen at night, or you can't blame me for anything for stealing clothes.

The fairy tale had several questions.

But at the time I heard it, I was wondering if there was also a subjectivity of Lyla in it, and I'm sure there was a threaded bending expression. But now, listen to Prince Philelle. I felt like I figured out the back of the fairy tale when I found out that the king of the kingdom of Jortenitos still loved and worried about his daughter.

I'm pretty sure someone was trying to get rid of Lyla. But it must have been my father, the king, who didn't let me do it. But the king was also badly injured, and in an unbearable situation, he could not fully protect the princess.

I wonder if the result is to treat the dead. I don't know that part yet.

But the fact that all the people in the castle followed the instructions is certain that some great power or power has moved.

And the next question. There were occasional snacks in the kitchen late at night, even as he acted to treat the dead and not admit they existed. Normally, even if it was leftovers or disposals, you wouldn't leave it on the kitchen cooking table, would you? If you put it away, you'll be in the vault, and if it's leftover, I think you'll dispose of it.

And clothes. I don't care how many people were ordered to ignore me as they weren't there, I think if I stole the laundry, it wouldn't have to be until I got angry to take it back. And if the castle was full of adults, the clothes for the little ones couldn't have been dried in the first place.

I wonder if all this was support for the princess to the fullest of all those who were following orders and still favoring her.

If you help big time, you're in danger too. But I want to do something for my beloved princess. I think that Setouchi's support was clothing or snacks.

And since I was gone from the castle.

My brother and mother were happy, Prince Filrell said. Yet there are people who were trying to reach for the princess search not only within the kingdom of Armuard, but also to Dragon Peak.

If you're happy you're gone, I don't normally look.

Yet I was desperate to keep looking. Besides, I think that was some pretty hand-worked kingdom knights.

Last year, a demon swordsman appeared in the ruins. The kingdom knights of the kingdom of Jortenitos were cursed, but they were the ones who were secretly searching for the princess. And they appeared in the ruins, cursed, and fought with the brave Listeers. The skill of a demon swordsman is said to be his skill before he is cursed.

There's no way the lower knights can fight each other against the Listeers. I mean, the good guys would have been desperate to find a missing princess.

Maybe it was the king's order I was worried about. Even if it wasn't, at least there are a lot of people who admire princesses, and I guess they still love and worry about princesses.

My guess, I'm sure it's not wrong. While he was talking to Lyla, Prince Filrell never came out to talk.

"Hey, Lila. I wonder how the princess of the kingdom of Yortenithos would react if she found out about this now."

"It's..."

"Still, the abused past doesn't change, and maybe you resent it?

"That's not true. Wow. I don't think so."

"Yeah, you are. I also think the princess is kind and caring, and when she finds out the truth, she'll be grateful."

"Yes, I agree"

"We don't care about Lila's identity. I don't think we can keep bothering those who are worried."

"... Yes"

"If Lyla were that princess, I wonder if she would do something to the prince or to those who are worried"

"... that's a very difficult question."

"Yeah. I don't think I have to find an answer right away. But I hope I can repay you something."

"Yes, I agree"

"And. Prince Filrell probably did that in his room because Lyla looked like a princess. Can you forgive me for that?

"... Yes"

Kokuri, and Lila nodded small.

"Dear Philelle, you must have misjudged me."

"... Yes, that's right. I just regained consciousness, and I think I was confused."

We don't need to identify Lyla at all right now. Neither Prince Filel's story, nor my guess story, is about some princess, and it has nothing to do with Lyla. I guess that's still good.

Prince Firrell and Lyla nod at my compromise proposal.

Yeah, this is good now. We just have to fill the gap between obsession and misunderstanding one by one from now on. You don't need to hurry, do you?

I took Lyla's hand and Prince Philelle's, and I turned my foot to the square.