A horse runs through a forest surrounded by morning mist. The youth, riding his golden hair, smiled at the boy in his arm as he gently climbed over the green waters indulging in the dawn of dawn.
"If you are sleepy, you can sleep."
In Fernand's words, the prince wrapped in a blanket looked into his pitiful face.
"...It's impossible, it's shaking, it's like turning my eyes."
"I will get used to it."
The prince was bulging and turned away.
"You're too weak right now, but don't worry as you grow stronger and stronger as you grow."
The next moment, the field of vision of the two opened wide.
On the green hill with the forest in the background, there was no tree, no one was there, and the clear blue sky was just above us.
"You see, as I said, there is nothing on the hill."
"..."
The prince dropped off the horse, stripped off his blanket, and began to climb up the hill in a white nightwear. Fernand silently follows behind.
The prince finally arrived at the top of the hill, and looked around at all four sides. One overlooks the castle town with its uneven roofs, and the other overlooks the squared blue fields... the prince turned to Fernand.
"We are in the sky now!"
The prince, like an adventurer who had discovered the New World, opened his arms with a slightly proud look.
"You see, the clouds move from my toes... I want to go over there."
A little excited adventurer points his fingers at the shadows of the clouds slowly passing by. Fernand, watching over it, squinted over himself when he was still a boy.
"That's the direction of the town."
"Yeah... I can see the castle."
The prince is deeply gazing at the scenery spreading in front of him. Fernan next to it quietly cut out.
"Prince, I leave this country today to head to Icatera."
The prince turned his head and opened his mouth, but no voice was heard.
"The expedition is scheduled for two weeks, but it may be extended depending on the situation."
"..."
"Is the prince lonely without me?"
When the prince dropped his eyes, he shook his head a little.
"...Not lonely"
The flowers blown by the wind were shaking between the two, making a soft noise. The prince's face turned around, bending its mouth into a veil and frowning in a moody manner.
"Because I and Fernand are in the same sky. Not only now, but in the old days..."
My lips were trembling, my voice was faint.
"When I was in that room a long time ago... Ichi, doctors, and nobody came... In the meantime, my body steadily moved..."
A small confession echoes in the sound of sobbing mixed with the sound of the wind.
"But I could see the window from the bed... It was a very small window like a handkerchief, but I could see the sky."
"prince..."
"I've been together since then. I've been with Fernand for a long time... so I shouldn't be lonely..."
Tears without endlessly from the prince of the pupil is going to fall spilled.
"Well, I don't know if tears come out..."
Fernand gently scooped his dewy face with his hands.
"Thank you"
Fernand traced the tears with his lips.
"Thank you... Richt"
Fernand murmured, biting happiness. I've been struggling to see the smiles of my loved ones, but there's nothing better than the crying face in front of me... but, thinking so, I missed this short but dazzling Ayase gently passing by.
Fernand departed for the country of Icatera. Licht left in the mansion is waiting for his return today.
"You have grown well."
Miri, who was helping her change clothes, suddenly stopped her hand and said, Likht murmured with a small nod.
"Is this wing able to fly?"
"eh..."
Licht opened the window leading to the balcony. A fresh breeze sways the curtains that shine lightly into the room, and runs around as if playing.
Leicht jumped to the balcony with a light foot, leaning out of the railing and staring at the other side of the hill.
"Licht, it's dangerous!"
Licht laughs at Milli's attention and holds his hands out towards the air.
"I wish I could fly to Fernand."
Licht turned around and turned to Milli.
"Hey, I'm hugging the sky right now. I'm hugging even when I'm away... Fernand"
Licht covered his face with both hands.
"Fernand...I want to see you. Let's meet, Fernand..."
Half a year has already passed. I haven't heard from Fernand.
Miri invited Lihit into the room and gently closed the window. His Highness is also bad, and when he comes back soon, I think I should even bring one of the letters... I spill it in my heart.
The mansion had already been informed that his royal brother was injured during the expedition. He is planning to make a triumphant return after healing some of his wounds, and he is currently recovering in a palace near the border of Bartelemy.
Fernand tells the mansions tightly to keep Licht silent about his injuries, "because he doesn't want to worry." However, the speculation of Miri and Butler and other veterans is that they really do not want their masters, who are surprisingly strong and strong, to see Licht's pitiable appearance.
Preparations for the triumphal parade of the Kingdom of Bartelemy are steadily progressing, and while the city is showing a little excitement as a festival, Licht was quietly waiting for his return ...I have no desire to meet, While pulling. His feelings are new to him, and the new and strong desires that emerged from his back were about to transform himself.