I picked up a pen after hesitating many times, fearing that even these words would be a burden.
Last night, your heart that was as soft as a leaf in early spring, must have been surprised.
I want to apologize.
I couldnât understand the ladyâs heart deeply because I was clumsy.
You might still be very afraid, but I dare to ask.
I sincerely apologize and ask for a chance to clear up the misunderstanding.
If my sincerity reached youâŠ
Please come to the âpurple lilac tree of Lake Thalysâ.
Please come whenever you like.
You can come late.
I will always be happy to wait for you.ă
The letter was neatly written in an aristocratic cursive tone, and it was as if his serious, low voice could be heard.
âItâs like a love letter from 20 years ago.â
It was a letter full of sincerity, caution, consideration and respect.
Even the selected location was romantic.
âThe part about itâs okay to be late.
âHe didnât write down a time at all.â
It was only to tell me to come at any time, on my schedule.
Waiting was up to him.
It would not be empty words.
Last time, this pure man waited for me under the clock tower even though I was late.
Even so, he greeted me with a smile without showing any contemptâŠ
âWow, this is so confusing, isnât it?â
I tilted my head in frustration.
The nerdish, shy and innocent handsome Mr. Kine who sent this letterâ
âIt is a gift. You wanted to have a smart pet.â
Woof, woof! Woof, woof!
He was the same person as a crazy murderer who puts men in prison like pigs and made them bark and gave them as âpet giftsâ.
Moreover, Mr. Kine was the same person who said he was joking with his friend, and had fun shaking him upside down.
âItâs scary. Heuk.â
âI should be suspicious.
âIs he really calling me to make an apology?â
I thought about the atrocities I had committed against the leader of Larva.
I treated him like a âhogu bread-fanâ and sold him leftover date palm tarts.
He took a little bit of the bread, and I made him a day worker (it wasnât even at minimum wage).
And to food. Even saying I would have eaten more if he was going to pay (my shining personality).
Finallyâ
âIsnât he really scary and terrifying?â
In front of the leader of Larva, wasnât it true that I cursed at himâŠ?
âHeuk-heuk, please save me.â
No matter how much I thought about it, even if I was kidnapped by the leader of Larva to the red rose headquarters to be romantically âwelcomedâ, there was nothing to say.
But that wasnât the only thing that happened.
ââŠâŠ.â
Although it had only been a short time since we met, I had seen many sides of him.
Mr. Kine who brought me pretty apples to apologize and blushed in front of me.
As the little boy fell into a deep sleep, those wide, firm shoulders carried him with a soft touch and covered him with a blanket.
The cute expression when his glasses fogged up while drinking cocoa.
âWas it really all acting?â
If he was going to kidnap me, he was a man in a position to take me right now.
Because he was the leader of Larva, the most infamous intelligence guild.
âBesides, he didnât come today, but instead, sent a letter through the squirrel.â
It must have been in case I might be surprised.
Certainly, far from showing any intention of intimidating or harming, he was being really careful.
âOkay.â
I ended my brief contemplation.
Soon, I lowered my pale green eyes and smiled softly.
âShall I go and have a listen? To what your master is going to say.â
I gently stroked the squirrel, and the squirrel jumped happily, Pii. Like it was listening to what I was saying.
I immediately got ready and went outside.
I followed behind as the chubby squirrel wagged its rich tail.
After the bread lover and squirrel left.
Hwing, the wind blew from the window, making the paper attached to the first page of The World Daily flutter.
Thanks to that, it was revealed.
âTodayâs shocking headline.
ăThe Prince of El Dorado â Invaded the Fris Empire and was victorious.
Who is the âAnnetteâ he is looking for?ă
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It took only three hours for Sislin to capture the capital of the Fris Empire.
Everyone thought it was crazy.
It didnât make sense.
The âdevilâ who entered the heart of the Fris Empire using a large-scale teleport penetrated the stronghold of the empire at once and subdued the Emperor.
âSo, three hours.
âI knew the Crown Prince was strong, but this is a nonsensical record.â
Heinrichâs aide, Duncan, quickly received the news.
It was a record that would go down in history.
It had been less than half a day since the conquest started, and the enemyâs breath was already smothered.
Even right here.
Those on the outskirts of the Fris Empire didnât even know there was a war.
There was no time to tell.
In fact, there was no sound of gunfire here, and it was peaceful.
Duncan was now camping with his master near the seashore of the Fris Empire.
Click.
Duncan turned off the communicator, went into the campâs tent, and spoke to his master, who was lying on a bed (which must have magical powers) that was quite luxurious and plush for a camper.
The Fris Empire fell. It was due to the success of the Grand Dukeâs teleport magic tool.â
Heinrichâs eyes slowly opened. With narrowed eyes, his pupils shone beautifully.
Shhâ
The arrogant master lowered his eyelashes, brought his index finger to his lips, and let out a breath.
It meant to be quiet.
ââŠâŠ.â
Duncan nodded and apologized.
But it seemed he was already late.
He heard a small whispering voice from the inside of the blanket, it was wriggling.
âOh my.â
Heinrichâs eyes narrowed affectionately.
âYou woke up.â
As he walked on the soft and luxurious red rug, Duncan looked inside and was startled.
ââŠâŠ!â
Because there was a girl in it.
Blonde as soft as honey, bright green eyes as fresh as spring, and small like a fairy.
Duncan knew the name of this young girl, who looked to be about 12-years-old.
âMiss Annetteâ.
It was a creature created by his master, maddened by love and thirst, grounded in crazy obsession.
A few days ago.
âYour Highness, are you still locked up?â
ââŠYouâve been immersed for days without eating or drinking. Iâm not able to enter because you said itâs off limits to everyone.â
âHow much time has passed?â
âIt is already the tenth day.â
Duncan decided it was impossible to continue on like this any longer. Because his owner was the type of person who would see it till the end when he was immersed in something.
Enough to destroy himself.
Especially with regard to âMiss Annetteâ, the symptoms worsened even more.
Duncan opened the door, prepared to lose his neck to protect his master.
Inside, an unimaginable scene unfolded.
A little girl (with flesh and blood, looking like a real human), and Heinrich, who knelt in front of her, holding and whispering to her.
âDo I finally meet youâŠ?â
Heinrich looked crazier than usual.
âWe can never part again, Sister.â
In the end, this undisputed genius succeeded in making the girl he loved.
It was a bit creepy for Duncan to see.
The Annette created by Heinrich was a 12-year-old girl, but he said she shared her soul with the current Annette.
He said that this creature was technically a magic tool to access the soul.
Thus, what the real Annette knew, this âAnnetteâ knew too.
After a touching reunion.
Heinrich asked Annette the information he wanted to get the most.
ââŠWhere are you hiding now?â
From then on, at the words of the 12-year-old Annette, they went on a journey.
If they knew the coordinates immediately, they could teleport, but that was difficult. This Annette was getting closer to the âreal Annetteâ little by little, so she couldnât tell them the location right away.
By the way;
Heinrich seemed rather to enjoy the process.
He was more lively than ever.
Like right now, he whispered to the girl in his arms while smirking.
âYou can sleep more, Sister.â
âYes⊠No. I want to get up.â
âWhy?â
The girl raised a finger and said,
âIf you sleep too much at night, you wonât be able to sleep at night!â
âAh, oh my.â
Heinrich laughed quite happily.
The 12-year-old girl was nagging at him the way she used to.
âThen can you get up and tell me where to go next?â
âGreat.â
The two got out of bed, held hands and stood side by side, and went out.
Duncan followed them like a shadow.
Numerous stars were shining in the night sky of the campsite perched on the cliff.
Swaa, swaa. The sound of waves crashing against the sheer cliff could be heard.
The fishy and refreshing scent unique to the night sea gently enveloped the tip of the nose.
Whoooâ
A long wind blew past his beautiful silver hair and the girlâs moonlit blonde hair.
The girl who had been looking at the sea at night whispered at last.
âNow, we are almost there.â
The 12-year-old Annette raised her little hand.
And she pointed in one direction with her index finger.
Very precisely.
ââIâ am hiding there now.â
Heinrich and Duncanâs eyes widened at the same time as they saw âitâ.
ââŠâŠ!â
ââŠâŠ!â
Ame: *screams* oh my god, Heinrich!! WHAT WHY HOW ASJKDFHKSNL *whispers* nono, i did not read that, and i read nothing, yes, nothing. *speaks in a louder voice* ahem, the title was inspired from taylorâs âtis the damn season, and i took some time to even edit the lyrics in annetteâs perspective lmao