Dear Diary.....


I realized how sensitive my skin was.

Just the other day, I had came out of a bath. Clean, pure, and white as snow. As I lived alone in my secret rehouse, I enjoyed wearing nothing but a towel.

It's not often a Queen could re-live her college youth, so I indulged.

It was liberating.

Until someone knocked on my door.

I wanted to ignore it... but then they kept stabbing a knife through the wood.

I had to open it.

What I saw was this Miner, in the middle of scaling a cave pit.

He looked at me. I looked at him.

That Miner was covered in coal, holding a pickaxe.

I was covered in a towel, holding a can of anti-dragon spray.

I asked what did he wanted.

The Miner apologized. He thought my treehouse was a messed up coal formation on the wall he was climbing. He didn't mean to disturb me.

I nodded, in understanding.

Then told him to put the pick axe down get off my house.

At least her was a gentlemen. He apologized for disturbing me. 

...But when he left,

His d*mn helmet-light blasted into my body.

I am only 15 centimeters tall.

..........................

I was blinded for 10 days. 

And when I did recover my eye sight...

I saw a Dark Elf Queen in the Mirror.

.......

That's how I realized I had a skin sensitivity, to extreme light.

つづく。