Elibur and two wolves are with him outside a prison room. Both sides are walls but it requires a magical key to make the door appear. They greet me except the Alpha. "You're gonna have to see this," he said. "And tell us about the situation." His blazing enchast draws a door on the wall by fire before he opens it. The empty room may overdose the boredom of the prisoner. But the wolf seems comfortable with a single, bulky maroon, mattress. He's complacent because his safety is eccentric. I praise Elibur, "You're kind to your prisoners." "The wolf did it." They have been attentive since Elibur opened the door. However, the white werewolf—that has a unique glow of fur—is peacefully napping on that mattress. I make cautious steps toward the wolf. When I manifested my spellbook, Elibur stretches an arm in front of me in defense. "I'll be fine," I assured. And he insists, "It's still my accountability if an incident attacked you and your child." I shrug my shoulders and proceed
I wasn't aware that I'd been making it void until today. I stoop down and weep. "I... I can't say the same words anymore..." "Yes, you can! Don't bind your perseverance over your fear!" The way she knocks my senses out of me rubs salt into my wounds. She's the only person who knows. She's the only person I never thought I'd been waiting for. And that made me pity myself dramatically. "It's my fault! I plan my own sadness! I am so weak! I'm so selfish!" "Okay, calm down—" "It's my fault why he suffered... and suffering! It's my fault why he looked at me with such cold eyes! I ruined his life! He's the real victim, not me... I don't deserve him! I'm not worthy of his love!" I continued. Lanasia is trying to tame me; caressing my shoulders and finger-combing my hair. "How could I... How could I bestow misery to that kind werewolf!? How could he love someone like me!? What if he falls out of love because of my perversity!? I am not worthy to be his other half, I only broke his whole
We came into the emptied garden dome. Cormelio's journal has been lying dead on the table after I sealed it along with the house. It's meant to be read by a relative but I felt a sudden guiltless urge to read it before. Lanasia turns the page emotionally while she's sitting on the swing bed. "You don't have to feel inadequate. It was you who gave your brother a wonderful purpose in life. And it was to nurture the silver wolf. He didn't regret it in the end, the truth is it made him happier. It's written in his journal. See for yourself." She drops the book on her lap. "What's the point of suggesting that I read this if you're up to spoiling?" "Because you're my friend." "Not quite an answer." I play a tap on her lap with a smirk. "I'll head out first. Take your time," I bid goodbye. I finally claimed my moment alone again. The heat of the morning sun refills my hope for today. I came across several villagers on the neat streets and I've been avoiding eye contact until I reac
I forgot to be courteous! I bow my back while waving my hands. "I'm sorry, father! It was rude, I admit! I'll do anything you want in exchange as long as it won't go beyond my limitations." He pulled off the spellbook and his face turned bright for a split second. "Anything? Well, I have one thing in mind~" A few hours later, in accordance with his request, Elibur tentatively dismissed Haiban on the condition of my vigilance. The next scene made me a guardian of a greedy wolf. We've almost tasted every food in the city, seen every spot good for sightseeing, and watch the sunset in the park where werewolf families or kids are playing around. Haiban was as excited as Hessuel the first time he rode an airship. ["Plandreas has grown too big~"] he said. ["I hope it's going to be a lovely home for werewolves."] I cut a piece from the whole ham and fed it to him. "You're so carefree like your son. Powerful but mischievous." ["And you're stuffy."] "Because this feels like babysitting
Haiban leads the way on these snug paths in the ship. "Wow. She never changed. Not even centuries can rot the ship." "What's with this ship? It's... like a mansion standing in the middle of the seawater." "This was my offering to Captain Afvshaganifs before she gave me the spell to retrieve my life again." I hum. "Oh, that's why it's majestic." "I thought it creeped you out?" "Emotions are changeable." The noise of cheer inside the room caught our attention. Strong lights and shadows of moving people are coming from there. We approach there in a stealthy manner and squint at the doorway. The very first scene I saw is a stumbled man with an ax gaffed in his face! Every pirate is cheering for the death of that man. And when the captain yanks off the ax from his face, the man I thought was lying dead inhales and stands on his feet! The weird activity continues without the eliminated man. Two pirates are passing the ax to one another while there are about 7 foreign people an
"A cage?" Haiban asked while eating a chocolate bread from my kitchen and pricking a tiny piece for Acro. "To avoid another harm." I showed my wounded hand caused by Hessuel's attack. "And to keep him from running away like he always does lately. Do you mind?" "Nope. It's your strategy. I'm only an audience." I pull out the blanket covering the cage Hessuel's wolf is in. His reaction doesn't change from the last time; he's growling at me and aloof. "You can understand wolf language, no?" I look at Haiban again. "Why is he acting like this?" His shrugging shoulders contain sarcasm. "Because you cage him." "No, I mean," my voice lowers in dismay, "he's been like this ever since he died." Gradually, I sat in front of the cage, sticking my eyes at Hessuel who's been glaring at me like a powerful prey. I unleash my spellbook and with dear compassion, I recite the spell. A big enchast appeared underneath our feet and the rings of its light levitate around us unsteadily. This spell f
The expected last enchantment cast upon Hessuel should be 6 months ago wherein the Moon Goddess confiscated his Intelligence. But it wasn't. The hierarchy of history is jotted down on the empty page of my spellbook. The latest spell cast upon him was a few days ago. This spell is similar to the spell Captain Afvshaganifs created and shared with me. The only mage I know who could perform it and the closest to Hessuel other than me... is the Eldar I've been with all this time. A myriad of questions overshadows my thoughts. And the only way to wipe it all is to confront him. I wear my sandals again, belt on, and rush to the palace for the second time today. The Delta Chann leads me to Haiban in the guestroom. We found him in his beast form sitting in front of the furnace on a couch with Acro beside him. Omegas are guarding him in their beast form as well. "Father!" ["Dandeline? It's been two hours since we last met~"] I stood up in front of him. "Where is Hessuel!?" ["... You cag
Frenetically, I tie my hair correctly, finger-wipe the oil on my face, and scrape my feet until my toes are fixed on the corner of my slippers. I'm almost on my way down the stairs when I hear voices of men in the living room, one of those is Hessuel's. "She's still sleeping. You shouldn't barge into someone's room, especially a woman’s." "It isn't part of our objective. But we need her today and right now. She oughta nary waste our time. And it's midday." "If you have the consent to enter her room, then please wake her up." "No. I already gave you permission to set foot inside because of that warrant." "And? your stand is?" "Don't order me around. It's your fault you came here at the wrong time. It happened to me, as well as to you. The rule of the house is the same—" "Okay. Fine. Stop barking like a human." "I am human." "We understand you're protective of her rest time. But we've made an agreement." I made my way to the scene. Eleus is here with his younger priest com