Reality is a high wall, and no matter how beautiful the story in a fairy tale is, it can only be escaped for a while.

When the book is closed, it is still necessary to go back to life, to the torture of the unknown.

Eli will pull Frey to play everywhere when he has time, and neither of them has pierced the layer of window paper, but they believe that each other's thoughts have been conveyed.

Even Freida is blinded by the beauty in front of her, believing that time will stop and that wonderful dreams will continue.

Until Maggie appeared.

While at the gates of the city, they met a young girl.

The girl, dressed in a riding costume and riding a white horse, came to the two of them, and she held the reins and condescended.

"Eli!" she called in a very cordial tone, and when she saw a man standing beside Eli, she looked away.

She looked Freida up and down, then dismounted, and asked, "Who is this?"

"Maggie, this is Freida. He introduced.

"Freda? Whose child are you?" Maggie is still the first time to see Freida, but to be able to stand with Eli, the family background should not be much different, thinking of this, even if she is dissatisfied with Eli with other women beside her, Maggie's tone is still peaceful.

"I am Your Highness's swordsmanship teacher. She bowed to Maggie and said.

"Swordsmanship?" Maggie seemed to have heard something funny, and even that little peace was gone, "Eli's swordsmanship is one of the best in Watchune, and he needs someone else to be his teacher? Uh, Miss Bird who wants to climb the branches?"

Hearing Maggie say this, the smile on Freida's face instantly froze.

"Maggie, you can't speak to Freida like that. Eli immediately took Freida behind him and warned.

But Maggie didn't seem to be afraid, just waved her hand: "I know, in fact, it's normal to change tastes occasionally, when His Highness gets tired of playing, come to the Duke's Mansion to find me at any time." ”

With that, she got on her horse again and rode away.

"It turns out that His Highness has been lying to me all along. Freida sighed, not knowing what to say, although she had deceived him, there was still some inexplicable emotion in it at the moment.

"I'm sorry, Freda, you helped me before, I hope to keep you, just when you said you know swordsmanship, I'm..."

He stopped halfway through his speech.

He remembered the deception in those words.

"Miss Maggie is your future princess. She didn't know what she was talking about, she just thought of something and spoke.

He acquiesced.

But he was quick to explain: "That's not what I thought. ”

"I... Can I calm down, please?" Freida said, and left without looking back.

Maybe it was because the dream was brutally broken, and she was a little difficult to accept.

She didn't blame him, she knew she was a high climber to him.

It's hard to get at ease.

She lay down on the table, soaking the delicate carvings with the sparkle, her eyes getting tired, and she fell asleep unconsciously.

When she woke up again it was already night, and a messenger came and handed a letter to Freida.

It's an invitation.

"Ugh..."

Looking at the handwriting on it, she changed into a skirt and dressed herself up in a rare way.

Maybe after tonight, this will be the end between them, before it has even begun.

At least in the end, it can leave him a good impression.

With that in mind, she pushed the door open and headed for her destination.

The night was extraordinarily quiet, and only the faint sound of heaven in the garden guided her steps.

As the sound of the piano gradually became clearer, she walked into the agreed gazebo and saw the scenery in front of her. cruel

He was playing a violin in the moonlight, and Freida stood a few steps away from him, his gentle expression, like a soft wind, passing through his heart.

The flowers here are inevitably too sweet, and the rich fragrance comes to her nose and provokes her.

In such an environment, everything is to deepen her liking for him.

The light of the moon shone on him, and when the song was finished, he stood in the bright sea of flowers, while she stood in the shadow of the gazebo not far away.

"What do you think?" he asked.

"Excellent, very... Gentle. She hadn't read much, and it was hard to put her mood in beautiful words.

"It's called 'Freda', and I wrote it to you, your smile, your concentration, the gentle look you looked at me, I remembered it all, and I wrote it down. Eli smiled, retracted the violin from its case, and stepped out of the moonlight into the shadows where she was.

"Am I covering your moon?" he asked, seeing that she didn't reply.

"Ahh

Eli leaned down and kissed her on the brow.

"Freida, I like you. ”

Not a lie from the wind, she heard it with her own ears, he said so.

"Freida, my princess will only be you. ”

Remembering Maggie's swaggering provocation during the day, she shook her head.

"I'm eight years older than you... I'm a civilian, and I..."

I'm a killer.

I'm here to kill you...

"Don't worry. ”

His voice was soft, but it was so firm: "Don't think about that, you just need to know that I am a man, and you are my beloved woman." ”

"I have nothing, people like me, I just have the sun that I can't hug, and the moon that is hard to touch...", she couldn't finish her words.

It was nothing else that interrupted her words, but the warm embrace of the person in front of her.

"It's okay, then I'll make a breeze that can hug you. ”

The sound of a gentle ensemble in the distance reached the garden.

The violin, the cello, the flute, and the heartbeat that you can hear without listening closely.

This was Freida's first time, and the mission failed.

And she was just comforting herself, and now she couldn't spare her hand to pull out the dagger tied to her thigh.

But Freida had forgotten that it had been a long time since she had touched the dagger on which she depended.

She even forgot that she was a killer, with blood on her hands and a debt engraved on her soul.

Indulge.

As well as crushing.

The vows of a wonderful night do not change the unshakable reality.

Especially when more truths are revealed.

Eli and Maggie's wedding date came sooner than expected, so fast that Eli didn't have time to explain Freida's story.

At the same time, the Order sends someone to tell her that Freida will kill Eli on his wedding day.

None of that was enough to break her.

The gentleman who had commissioned her found her and handed the information to Freida.

After she read the heart-wrenching text above, the cruel reality shattered her dreams completely.

Her world collapsed completely.