(EP-303.2) Princess #1
303 – Fairy Princess #1
While it seemed unbelievable, knowing about the powerful nymphs Punchinoi and Yujinoi, I found this plausible enough.
━Finally, Yan-Gir of the west fell to that little nymph’s hand. Marduk of the central forest did too. I was the only one left, Tasagan.
The white wolf Tasagan described the lengthy battle with the nymph that lasted for days. Though hard to believe, what mattered was that the nymph ultimately won.
━Having conquered all the forests, the nymph soon grew bored. She became curious about the world beyond the southern wall and the rift in the north. That’s when that man appeared.
“A man?”
━A man with red hair and eyes as crimson as blood. Tall and handsome, and most importantly, powerful enough to capture the attention of the nymph who ruled the forest.
“When was this, roughly?”
━Since then, around twenty-five winters have passed. So, about 25 years, I’d say.
25 years ago. A man with red hair and blood-red eyes. At that detail, a name came to my mind.
Isaiah Gospel.
So, he’d been to this forest as well.
━They fought many days, spilled much blood. Those days of battles are still unforgettable. And finally, the victor was decided.
With that, Tasagan fell silent. A few seconds of silence passed.... Growing restless, I finally asked.
“Who won? What happened?”
━Well, I don’t know who won. But, one thing is certain—after that day, our fairy began to bloom like a flower.
Huuuu—
The wolf’s breath came out in a warm huff. Yet, with unfocused eyes, she just gazed into the distance as if unaffected by it all.
━Ah, she was truly beautiful. Like gods from the ancient tales. Life danced at her fingertips, flowers and butterflies blossoming in her presence...
A small bud bloomed into a flower, kissed by dew and rain.
Whereupon, a butterfly was sure to alight on the blossom.
They said the man and the beautiful fairy made a lovely pair, like butterfly and flower. Even fierce monsters would sheath their claws and open a path for them upon seeing said duo.
It must have looked like a scene from a fairy tale.
A refined prince from some city beyond the wall.
An ancient fairy princess raised in the wild forest.
Their meeting was perhaps as inevitable as that of flower and butterfly. And so, the bright flower would eventually bear fruit.
━That’s enough for today. I’m tired from talking....
Before long, the old wolf Tasagan had drifted back to sleep. I tried nudging her and snapping my fingers to wake her, but she wouldn’t budge.
Zzz, zzzz-.
I hadn’t learned to read a wolf’s expressions, but she seemed to be lost in a very pleasant dream. Perhaps waking her from such a dream wouldn’t be the kindest move.
Kkwak-.
I simply clenched and opened my palm. Moving fingers, joints, skin, and beneath it, bone, muscle, and blood all felt vivid.
The ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) earlier story was part of this body’s history—of Theo Gospel. Thinking of it that way felt oddly surprising and, somehow, made me a bit envious. freewёbnoνel.com
This body was born of love, surrounded by blessings.
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