Trinine's Festival is one of the most highly regarded festivals in Anktan, and in fact it is no different from Rutger's Spring Hope Festival. One day at the end of winter, when the blue star called "Tellin's Eye" is embraced by the crescent moon, a huge bonfire is lit to burn the little people who have been left behind by the dead branches and weeds left over from winter, to celebrate the end of the long winter and the arrival of a beautiful spring.

Trini is the name of a young girl in the legend of Anktan, the goddess of the earth. Legend has it that she has a wild rose in her ear that never withers, so on Trine's Day, all the girls try to find a flower to pin to their ears.

"Flowers are not a problem. Greystone Castle has a beautiful little greenhouse, and Old Wither has raised a red and white variant of rose, which suits you perfectly, and I think he would be more than willing to cut one and put it on for you. ”

Countess Selene Greon smiled and pulled the fold on Lanaria's shoulder, "Relax, kid, you're not going to war. ”

The black-haired girl tensed her muscles and stood straight in front of the mirror, glaring at the strange fellow opposite—she wore a long silver-gray dress with a pearlescent sheen of smooth satin, delicate passionflower embroidered on the neckline and cuffs, and pearls inlaid in the heart of the flower. The wide long sleeves hung down to the top of her feet, the cuffs slightly exposed the intricate lace, and the skirt was spread on the ground, if she was stepped on, she would have to fall firmly, not to mention the pair of small leather shoes under her feet that made her feet hurt so much that she couldn't take them off and throw them out of the window, which were also inlaid with pearls.

"Maybe I should have made you a new dress. The Countess frowned slightly. "I loved this dull color when I was younger...... But you can put on more vibrant colors. ”

"Oh no, that's fine!" Nalya hurried to stop her. "It's so beautiful, and it's been changed to fit so well, it will be sad if it is thrown aside again!"

"It's just an old dress, Naria. The Countess patted the girl's overly strong arm with some amusement, and did not insist any longer.

As she walked to the table, picking and choosing the right accessories. Naria hesitated, but then asked, "So...... Aren't you going to the banquet?"

"I'm old. Selene Grean said without looking back. "That kind of occasion is more suitable for young girls like you. ”

"But......" Narya whispered, "Behring, your son, must be eager to see you......"

The Countess was silent for a moment. He took a pearl necklace and wrapped it around Naria's back to put it around her neck: "I know you're here for Behring, and you don't want our Majesty the Queen to have any reason to trouble him, do you?"

Naria blushed.

"I'm not ......"

"Alan told me you were such a girl. Who knows his daughter better than a father?" interrupted the Countess with a smile, "you don't know how much I wish you could be a couple...... But if you don't really like Behring that much, it's better to act like you're not interested in him at the banquet, that's better for both of you. ”

Naria looked puzzled at the Countess's fair side face in the mirror. She could tell that Selene didn't dislike her. Remembering the young man's suddenly pale face when Queen Kazia asked Behring, "Do you like her?", she realized that there was something else wrong with this.

But the Countess seemed reluctant to say anything more. She could only nod her head in silence.

When she went downstairs, she really wanted to take off her shoes and run down with her skirt in her hands, but the countess shook her head gently as she grabbed the skirt with a pampering and helpless smile, and she had to bend her waist and sway down the stairs step by step.

"Oh, sweetheart, this is definitely the prettiest suit I've ever seen!"

Tess laughed and cried out as she struggled to move into the room, and ran around her merrily. Tut-tut.

Yes, the robes. And the battle that Naria has to face is definitely no easier than dealing with a bunch of skeletons.

Knowing that all the young people had to dance to pray to the goddess of the earth for fertility and new life at the feast of Trini's Day, Naria almost repented.

"I'll just do circle dancing!" she wailed. It was a simple and cheerful dance that prevailed in the countryside of Rutgar and Anktann, and she was sure that the nobles and ladies would never dance it at a court banquet.

"I can teach you. Ed's smile was so disgusting, "I can dance anything!"

This is the advantage of having a mother who comes from an aristocratic background, although he has also complained countless times that he "has to learn everything".

Naria glared at her viciously and decided to let Tess teach her. The female thief who grew up in Stonebuge does dance, but when Naria nearly tramples her toe off, she simply throws her sweetheart back to Ed.

"At least you won't feel guilty when you step on his foot, so you don't have to be careful!" the red-haired girl's reason was completely irrefutable, "Step on him and you'll be done." ”

Nalya hadn't made much progress after two days of stepping on it, and Ed hadn't complained much, but he did have a time when tears were about to come out, which made Naria feel a little guilty.

Tonight they were rehearsing "going into battle in armor", and Naria was sure she hated armor, especially the long, soft, and cracked ones that would break if you took one more bite, which made Ed's toes even more unlucky and made her nervous.

"Don't be so tight, sweetheart. Tess sighed, "You're not really going to war!"

The Countess, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help but bow her head and smile, and then reached out to push the plate of fruit on the table towards Akan, who had barely stopped talking in the past few days.

"Or just think of it as a fight. Norway played them with a harp, and gave them a leisurely pointer, and when it came to dancing, no one was better than the elves, but Naria seemed too embarrassed to learn from him, "It takes a good time...... You've seen how Nutka fought, and think of her footsteps, doesn't that look like a dance, and Sesyana, and it's not for nothing that elven warriors like him are called sword dancers. ”

Sounds right, but it's a different story entirely. When Naria felt as if she had gradually mastered a little bit of the essentials, and hadn't stepped on Ed's foot for a long time, Tess began to sigh again: "Sweetheart, Ed is your dance partner, not your enemy, you grit your teeth like this, others still think you have a deep hatred!"

Naria stopped in despair.

"I'm never going to learn this in my lifetime!"

She looked up to the sky and lamented.

"A lifetime is a long time. Ed grinned and said, "Come on, Naria, I promise it won't last a lifetime." ”

Naria glared at him, "Haven't you broken your toes yet?"

"Oh, they've all been cured by me. Ed's face was a little red, but not as tearful as he had been yesterday.

The dark-haired girl glared at him for a long moment, straightened up and took a deep breath, ready to start fighting again.

She didn't admit defeat so easily!

This time she struggled to make the muscles on her face less distorted and keep her feet up to the beat. What Norvi played was supposed to be an elven tune, like the murmuring of a mountain spring. When she realized that she was beginning to immerse herself in the sound of the piano instead of staring at her toes, a sense of pure joy arose.

She could even see her own smiling face in Ed's dark blue eyes, a feeling she had never felt before that made her unable to stop smiling, and it seemed nice to just jump......

But the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"Is?" Norvi's voice of surprise came to her ears.

Naria jerked back, and the blond-haired, blue-eyed young man stood in the doorway, Eren following him.

Isis smiled at her, but there was a look on his face that she couldn't understand and didn't bother to pay attention to at the moment. Almost immediately, she shook off Ed's hand and rushed over to hug her brother, screaming in surprise, "Eth, you're back, are you alright?"

Isis shook his head and nodded silently, his smile as if he had regained his former shyness.

"Thank you, gods!" Naria blurted out. But no one would point out anything wrong with her at such a time.

In her excitement, she completely failed to notice Ed's somewhat embarrassed hand and the loss that swept through his eyes.

"Alas. Tess sighed sadly, "Such a great opportunity!!"

Of all of them, Noway was probably the only one who could understand what she was talking about.

"That's their own business, let them figure it out on their own. He whispered, plucking the strings with his hand, and had to admit that he also had a trace of regret in his heart.

Ed quickly recovers and warmly welcomes his friend. But for some reason, there seemed to be a strange awkwardness between the two of them, and he couldn't tell if it was Is's problem or his own.

Alan cleared his throat beside him.

"You guys were dancing just now?" he asked.

Naria glared at her father in exasperation. This is really knowingly asked, he laughed out loud when he watched them dance yesterday!

"I'm almost going to jump!" she exclaimed.

"I think you should practice a little more. Alan smiled at Ed, "If your toes can stand it." ”

"Of course...... No problem. Ed replied dumbfounded, not understanding why Eren had suddenly become so friendly...... The gaze he stared at him these days almost poked him out of a hole!

"I'll teach you when I learn it, Is!" said Narya, cheerfully, and Norvi's lyre sounded again in perfect harmony.

This time, it was Ed who stepped on Naria's foot in a panic, blushing and smirking in embarrassment as the girl glared at him hard.

Naria shook her head, dragging him to start over.

"Oh, well done!" Tess cheered, obviously punned.

Novi smiled wryly, and began to sympathize with the young man who was standing quietly on the side...... Dragon.

But he should know better than he is that this is the inevitable result.

(To be continued)