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Lavender's blue, dilly dilly, lavender's green, When I am king, dilly dilly, you shall be queen. Let the birds sing, dilly, dilly, and the lambs play We shall be safe, dilly, dilly, out of harm's way “… Fuha!” My consciousness, which had sunk into the depths, suddenly resurfaced, and a rush of sweet air entered my nose and mouth. In an instant, I was back in the present. “Sasha!” “Sasha, are you all right?! Sasha?!” I couldn't respond to the voices calling out to me. My throat was filled with coughs, making it impossible to speak. Oh God, Mother! I struggled to regain my senses and looked up to find Benya holding me tightly in his arms. The water seemed to be dripping from his entire body. The helpless trembling in his sky-blue eyes was both strange and heart-wrenching. “Sorry, I… Cough cough!” “Sasha!” Lethias, looking as worried as his brother, knelt beside me and held my hand. I shifted my gaze between the two brothers for a moment and managed to murmur awkwardly. ...

"What's going on…" "It sounds close." Benya appeared to share my uneasiness. We quickly headed toward the direction from which the scream originated. It led us to the clearing where I had captured the fox earlier. As we drew nearer, the cacophony of screams, sobs, and murmurs grew louder and more chaotic. What in the world had happened? "Hyung?" "… Oh, you guys..." Lethias stood amidst a clustered group of men, and when he turned to us, his sky-blue eyes were filled with an eerie light, and his complexion had drained, making him look like a lifeless corpse. Worry immediately gripped me. "What's happening? What's the matter?" Instead of answering, Lethias just stared at us in a daze. Benya moved past him and approached the scene, only to halt abruptly as well. I, too, was at a loss for words. "What in the world…" Assad, whose face wore an indescribable intensity, shifted his gaze to the three of us. Our eyes met swi...

Just as I was about to break the silence with words, Benya's eyes fluttered open, and he met my gaze. Remarkably, those typically languid, sky-blue eyes locked onto mine without a word. Then, his raspy voice pierced the air. "Why are you here?" "... I was looking for you. So, you could say I was searching for you, you idiot." "Why are you looking for me?" His tone was edged with a hint of scornfulness. I felt a tad baffled—what was this? It almost seemed as though I had created a fuss on my own. And why was he so sulky? "Because I heard about what happened at last year's event, and I was concerned about you. Fortunately, it seems you didn't encounter a bear this time. I hadn't anticipated finding a valley like this here; isn't it somewhat risky to be alone?" "Even if I did, I don't have the energy to chase it today. I don't believe it's particularly hazardous." "Not you, but Mr. Bear up there might s...

"It's not a widely known tale, so it might catch you by surprise. Shortly after, the triumphant 5th prince ascended the throne. Sir Serpente sheltered the Crown Princess and her royal descendants for a full three years, then escorted them to the imperial palace following the sudden demise of the Emperor." "Then…" "Yes, that 'Homicidal Emperor.' Apparently, the situation resolved relatively smoothly due to his lack of heirs and an undecided successor. It's a narrative where the newly crowned young prince chose the daughter of their savior as his empress, and the Serpente family thrived." Expressing my feelings was a challenge. The very room that had been a harrowing prison for us was once a secure refuge for figures from the distant past... "But why…" "The reason for its obscurity parallels how your time in confinement transformed into a period of study abroad. No one would have believed a prince who spent three years secluded...

Knoxus, who had intervened to halt Juan's escalating disapproval, turned his attention to me. Hearing him say my name felt oddly foreign, yet he silenced the conversation and looked at me expectantly. Juan still looked skeptical, but there was a glimmer of compassion in his pink eyes. Meanwhile, Knoxus maintained his perplexed expression. “This is quite unusual.” “Your Highness?” “Back then, I assumed you fled simply because I was unfortunate. Wasn't that the case?” Are you referring to our initial encounter? It's true that I fled because you were unfortunate, you jerk. It seems you're currently quite mistaken about something. "What do you mean? This girl hasn't…" “Why were you alone here?” "What?" “I thought they'd never leave you alone. Why did they leave you alone?” They left me alone because I accidentally got separated from the group during a horseback riding event with the other young ladies. Are you trying to insinuate that someone del...

All the participants were divided into two teams: the blue team, which included the imperial family, and the red team, led by the two dukes. The attendees were a diverse group, as there were no strict criteria for the division. Individuals simply picked a ribbon of their preferred color and fastened it to their wrist. However, since not everyone intended to participate in the hunt, the specifics didn't matter much. Those keen on taking part in the fox-hunting competitions ventured off to join the hunt, while others who chose not to engage in the chase remained at the fairgrounds, stationed along the lakeshore. The event will unfold throughout the day. As evening descended, the games would then be concluded, as the victor was determined, and the auction would be kicked off. The auction items ranged from stallions of the highest pedigree to a variety of inventions and exotic imports. Since this event offered non-noble traders a unique chance to shine, the stalls were quite diverse, a...

Rather than responding right away, Knoxus fanned himself with the checks and simply observed my playful demeanor. It was as if he was staring at something unexpected, attacking without giving him time to fix the situation, even though no fixing was necessary. It was as if he had bitten into a bittersweet bait, realizing that it was actually a sugary delight. “… I look forward to meeting you at the hunting festival.” And so, my long-unseen neighbor from the special room departed from my office. I returned the checkbook to its original place and stretched out my arms. * * * When it comes to fantasy world hunting festivals, one might imagine a gathering of warriors from all corners of the realm, spirits, and wizards showing off their skills, mysterious priests, and even hidden demons lurking in the dark forests for a grand event of their eradication. Perhaps romance might bloom amidst the dangers of the dreaded Valley of Screams. However, this world's perspective was far from such fan...

“So, what’s the name of that child? The Viscount Hippolyte’s son.” “Whether it's Piero or Pizarro, he's a young man naively enthusiastic about becoming a banker apprentice. He seemed blissfully unaware of his true circumstances, just like his father. Well, within the bank, he's apparently playing both sides. That's how they claim they easily manipulated Miss Sasha's compassionate heart...” “That’s good. Especially if they’re fooling themselves into not understanding what they’re getting into.” This sibling duo was turning out to be quite an interesting pair. The siblings exchanged knowing glances as they peered at the ledger spread out on my desk. Valentina was the first to speak. "For instance… Something like embezzlement?" “Embezzlement, document manipulation, illegal lending. What else? One of the collateral families, on the brink of bankruptcy, reconnected with the main family through me, portraying myself as weak and vulnerable. But no one would belie...

Whence did you come, and what have you done, our Young Master? What could have happened to make you appear so cheerful? I sense a subtle difference in him compared to his usual self. Resuming my seat on the plush rug, I cradled my cherished box of chocolates in my arms. Benya, on the other hand, regarded it with a perplexed expression, seemingly baffled by its emergence. "That... Why do you stash your chocolates under the bed?" "Don't insult my beloved midnight snack." "I'm not insulting it, but why do keep it there..." "I’m not hiding it; I just feel like doing so. There's something delightful about the notion of resting atop a mound of chocolate. This, you see, is Vibrato's Special, gigantic-sized chocolate." I didn't want to reveal my tendency to squirrel away my favorite treats, especially those that could serve as emergency foods. Thus, I laughed cheerfully, removed the vibrant packaging, and offered it to this guy before...