"Of course, you have the option of staying here... but you are the one to choose."
The big black eyes swayed anxiously, staring at Fernand.
--What are you worried about? Why not just say you want to stay here?
The kingdom of Maillard has died. he can't go back to the dead kingdom now. And it is easy to keep here such a weak, naive and simple boy like the prince.
Still, Fernand wanted the prince to choose.
"prince?"
"..."
"What do you think?"
The prince shook his hand and walked to the window. The sky is deep purple and many small stars are blinking.
"I haven't seen such a big sky before I came here... When I was in the kingdom, I could see only three stars, and at most four stars, through the windows of my room."
The prince's voice was trembling and faint.
"That window is... nostalgic"
"Silly!"
Licht was surprised and turned to Fernand's unspoken emotional voice.
"Forget such windows. Such small trivial windows..."
"It's not trivial!"
The prince shouted with a frown and trembling clenched fists.
"It's not trivial...it was small, but for me, for me..."
his large eyes began to tear up.
"For me, it was a very important window for me..."
"prince...!"
Fernand rushed to the prince, who was sitting on the side of the window, crumbling down, hugging his slender and delicate body.
"Prince...Prince..."
"Well, I wanted to go out... I wanted to walk under a bright sky... I hate dark places, I hate it..."
The small wings that touched the arms that laid on his back quivered as if they were contracting. The prince was scared... returning to that dark, small room with only small windows for light.
"Please stay here forever, Prince. I will protect you."
"Huh, really...?"
As he gently loosened his arms, the prince lifted his teared and crumpled face. Fernand seriously thought it was the most adorable face in the world.
――If you have such a face, you can't pretend to have enough room...!
Fernand had a big smile, "unlikely" again.
"Yes, my dear prince."
"But the king here... can he forgive me for being here?"
The prince muttered anxiously. Fernand remembered his brother's face, laughing and gently stroking the prince's lustrous black hair.
"It'll be okay, I'll ask for my prince here"
"His brother ?"
"Yes. I am the younger brother of the King, who is on an equal footing with the King. He and I are old friends, so please be assured that you can understand the story."
Although he explained so, in fact, instead of asking the King, he had no choice but to look back at himself and to laugh at himself. But the prince made his big eyes bigger, just as he was impressed.
"Then, can I really stay here? Can I ?"
Fernand was already at his limit. If I could endure it so far, I would like to praise my patience. As he lift up the prince's jaw, he kiss his small lips roughly.
"...Mm..."
Fernand was further agitated by the prince, who couldn't hold his breath and gave out a painful voice. I lifted him without breaking the kiss, and when I was about to push him down to a nearby couch... the prince push my arm's.
"Fer-- look!"
"eh..."
As soon as his lips were released, the prince's index finger was pointed towards the window. When I turned over my shoulder while holding the prince, a white star shined faintly in the dark night sky.
"It's a shooting star...I saw it for the first time..."
The prince seemed to be moved, Fernand had been taken for a moment, but suddenly, remembering the circumstances he had been in until then, he suddenly turned to the prince with a gentle smile.
"Is it beautiful?"
"Yeah... next time I wanna see it properly with Fernand."
Fernand's heart was filled with sweet and tickling feelings, I've seen shooting stars many times, so it's not hard to see them now. But...
--Because the prince requested it.
I must be very impressed when I see the shooting star next time... Fernand smiled secretly.