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A collective revulsion and the voice of Fenrir resonating was more than needed as a sign.

— A witch’s stench!! Death!! Audacious to bring it here child! —

— Fault she does not have, wandering beast... desist from this hatred towards the chosen child. —

’Hmph...’ — I thought, not very amused for this was not as difficult an interaction to have given the circumstances. My power as I have evolved more in this soul proportionally adapted to the deities. It was not as if I could invoke them yet at least when it ca to Fenrir, if around, although not talkative, I would perceive his presence clearly like right now. — ’Best it would be if a hint could be given instead of reproach though.’

— Chains he dislikes, chosen child, the evil is the source of that in your hands...—

— Oregor’s enemy... grrah.... To chain and kill him!!! No blood is enough!! —

"Why did you bring that! Ninth! We fairies cannot enter with that around!"

Scared although unable to hear what the gods said, the fairies could also feel the dangers in the letter I brought with while hiding outside. Gods were too great for them to endure as they were very little magic creatures. And as they were made by them, fairies were fragile enough to die if exposed to a god’s eye. A fact that was not the ti to contemplate about but suddenly I found myself knowing when I am sure this knowledge was totally new even for myself.

"Uh... anyways... this must an she will do what it takes to take what I supposedly possess... I would love to know what this is, though."

Silent they beca and I could tell Fenrir’s presence was still there... yet what else was I to ask when his thirst could kill at any ti as well? A talkative deity... he certainly was not one of those. I asked again, but no response about it ca. Yet the question would eventually have its answer. The days were not to go in vain, although they were not as productive in what I would have wished they were.

The matter was naturally left behind. Concern about how I took such an encounter was sothing everyone made sure to comfort although I had no real issue with it besides it being quite a grueso image. I decided to also forget if possible and so my mind soon found sothing to distract itself with while living my everyday life in a crowded palace.

’Again... this pair will not leave Zeleskiaz and I alone at all.’ — Annoyed as nothing of true importance has been possible for us to share without having outsiders around, even the fact that I wanted to convey to the crown prince my dislike to so actions his father recently took because I found the corpse at the streets, I glared at the prince of Latrishk and Karina who made it impossible for to do it today again.

Days are busier. Mine beca like that trying to et my prince while I also need to et the emperors, and the princes I am friends with, as well as keeping up with Theressa’s infiltration and the fairies’ playful secrecy.

Slowly I am reaching a limit to my patience, yet I cannot let myself fall into my impulsive ways as recklessly as I would love to.

Hence, the flirting continued... but sadly it was done by those interfering and not by and my suitor.

Having to greet her in the corridors was already torture, much more after I had caught a glance of her trying stuff with Zeleskiaz often at tis she believes I am not around...

’Or perhaps she knows I am around hence she does that on purpose...’

Either way, Zeleskiaz also had little ti for us as there seed to be sothing the Emperor entrusted him with and he needed to take care of it properly. He seed severe when it ca to it... But even as I wanted to ask about it, little to no ti would be granted. Because... as I said... We NEVER get so ti to be completely alone!

’Sigh... Luck is really not on my side lately...’ — The more this situation persisted, the more frustrated I felt about it.

Winter was also a season that made it difficult for to go outside as frequently and after the last ti I did it without dad’s permission... it only beca more rare for it to happen.

[ Luckily you did not fall to the illness. Yet young lady, do not dare to do that again. Whatever whim this was, the brain you carry is still there, Marianne. Do not make place doubt in that fact. ]

’... basically... dad called stupid...’ — Pained by it I could only appreciate it was told through a letter and not to my face...

Qrokmm ended days ago and Syvusk was now in its tenth day. Ti is going slowly and tranquilly... as if preparing the storm that is yet to even be announced.

Today, Zeleskiaz and I agreed to et at the lounge before anyone arrived. Sohow, yesterday, he gave a piece of paper giving a heads up. Since we have not been able to shake off uninvited people we would still probably be found out... yet even if it was little ti that we could achieve by doing this, perfect that would be as it is better than nothing.

’Hopefully we can talk a little more at ease than usual... if possible I would like to ask why does it feel like he avoids those simple grazes of mine...’ — This was still plaguing my mind, but only talking it out with him would clarify the matter. Any other thing did not matter much to .

I arrived slightly earlier... around twenty minutes earlier while hoping to get the chance.

"... His highness has not arrived."

"I know. It’s fine." — Embarrassed to be told that by Vitor, I shut my eyes, recalling how he told beforehand that it was too early to co. I sat down knowing I would need to wait. But it was only for a little bit since soone’s steps took them there.

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