"Your Highness The Excellency Asch's guardian come bringing the letter this morning. It's The Royal Family's emblem. Werewolf."

In spite of that, ...

Rerin scooping fruits porridge tasting them to her human palate as likely she just think of others human like to her eyes is only characters. Having them immersed in her tongue while taking guess of taste, she wants to eat ten more plates of them in this morning. At latter time, the King's words come back to her earing. His Highness Excellency? Another king? Werewolf? She's making random guessing no impossibility of a werewolf. Nevertheless, she was less interested in it. She didn't know the story well. Foxes and werewolves are indisputable. Werewolf mostly nicknamed after the Alpha. A powerful and dignified existence.

Enemies for life. Was it? Fox and werewolf.

'Powerful and dignified existence?'

The captive in Rerin's eyes is the husband.

The werewolf disappears but the fox. As sole existence in her heart is the enticing fox at the front.

The breezy breeze of the town makes it varient differently when she's locked up in the mansion. The winding-up wind like a key releasing her mind and heart from the jailed jail for long time. Rerin looked at the feet, it's more better now after she's walking with shoes. Also, her husband first compliment by how she dressed up.

"It's a good hairdo. I like it."

Rerin see him by first her whack going out from the bedroom's window. She was caught red-handed.

Who's not going to jump through windows after it's a one-floor house.

She's brainstorming about making a path around the house to short circuits. She's lashing out lazying having long walks around the house after taking some time laying down in the sun while also waiting for her husband.

About tour around the town? It wasn't like one. More likely it's could be the combination of the rural village and the town. Rerin glance to Glovisa. His long white-haired hair is tied in a ponytail. The eyes of no interest of whatever in front of his eyes.

There and here, animals foxes likes but cats are almost everywhere. Combination of both? She couldn't name or judge them properly. She could done by combining bit by bit. It's shame. Taking pride and smug as it's fine because it's the first time she see it.

"How was the letter, Rerin?" A question of the King.

"The letter?" Letter she sees it earlier? Looking at it, it comes to her as kid doodles. But she can't say it so.

Letting a question out of intention but of curiosity is a usual dynamic, "To who it was addressed?"

"To you," said Glovisa casually. "Who else? It was for the empire's dear princess." So much dear you're till you're where you're now.

"Ah, it's..." The world's handwriting is not to her understanding. "I can't understand very much of it."

"You can't read it?"

Less interpret it! A mess up! Who writes it? What a handwriting!!! How old is the person to write a letter like that? Undescribed ancient transcription. Did a beast write it?

What do you think?

I can't think. I'm think to be a teacher for someone who can't write a letter properly personally.

Personally?

Yes, personally.

Like a teacher and a student? You'll fall in love.

I'm the wife who have a husband. One man is enough. I don't need two. Rather I need the other?

"What it's, Rerin? You lost in thoughts?"

Glovisa's words are like pieces blown into the wind. She can't remember it. "I'm... knows to eat. Sorry. I'm speaking with someone earlier." Who it's??? If not herself!!! She could be labeled as crazy.

She lay out the embarrassing red carpet and walk on it in the mind.

"Where your mind is?" asked Glovisa.

As per she give the answer, Rerin's eyes to the floating bubbles in the air. "Soap bubbles?" It's white, transparent, and glittering.

Spring crystal? "It's invitation letters."

The letter? "Letters?"

"Yes. You'll hear rumored news of the town."

Newspapers like?

"It's not the usual ones." Glovisa takes one in his hand. "It's an invitation to a spectacular ball."

Many much more bubbles floating around her. Is she going to see the real one of the read-it in the book?

"Are you coming? That one spectacular ball is hosted by the people of the town." It's hosted by the Kitsune.

'More gossiping and grapevines?' "Will you accompany me? I'm going." The opportunity to work with Glovisa in her esoteric opinion espionage.

A bundles of voices coming to Rerin's ears. She heard it. A sweet, soothing, and low-voiced voice. Is she hearing a bunch of little toddlers' voices learning to speak?

"What's wrong, Rerin?" Glovisa takes the cup. Eyes to it. Black. Glovisa's eyes to the hidden back alleyways. He puts down the cup back. Nothing wrong on the surface but in Glovisa's eyes, it feels like drinking a black bitter herb. It's the same drink but no longer appeasing Glovisa's appetite.

The little beastie hasn't gone yet.

"Tell me I'm not crazy to hear the voices from these 'soap bubbles'?"

"Have you gone crazy, Lady Princess?"

"Your reputation will go insane if your wife is insane."

Glovisa's stunned by his dear wife's words. He should cajole dear wife as soon as possible. "Maybe it's the voices of the people around you."

She looks around comparing. Words around her and the ones heard from it. It's not the same words to what she heard.

Rerin's eyes to Glovisa's cup. "Why don't you drink your herb?"

"It's bitter." A paused for a second. "And black."

"Do you want to change it? They will not put something like black fine powdered form if you don't like it."

Glovisa gazed far into the drinks in his hand. Witch Royal Fairy is boisterous with her title. As a husband and the king to the one, being more lovingly supportive is the single path.

"Let's make one, Rerin?"

"Your Majesty, …" He won't ask her to make one replacing it, right?

"Glovisa. Aren't you calling your husband by my name? It's far to call it one but I need a comforting meal. I want our home-cooked dishes."

In Glovisa's eyes, dishes everywhere around get stained by Ohami black werewolf putting their powdered into cooking and dishes.

Glovisa looked at the spring crystals. The number of it significant power of Crystallize Royal Fairy has come far to the town where Witch Royal Fairy resides. Festival is coming soon? The festival of reuniting of old lovers?

Because of black bitter herb, His Highness The Excellency Asch will not make his appearance soon. He'll have to time to keep Rerin in more few more upcoming parties and ball privately and publicaly before the war start. Right now, what measures of the next Royal King of Ohami chained his guardians to keeping them from loitering around aimlessly like lost puppets? Asch didn't ground little beastie from his eyes soon, he'll make it into dinner for Witch Royal Fairy.

His hearted smile is a magnet to Rerin's attention.

"What is in your heart for the smile, Your Majesty?"

"I'm thinking about making dinner with the meat of a werewolf. You won't eat it, won't you?"

Yes, I wouldn't. "I never eaten its meats before. I don't know its edibleness. Have you eaten it, Your Majesty?"

Glovisa's eyes turned darker grey, "No, I haven't eat it. That meat wasn't for it. I'm guessing no one would ever eat it."

"Yes, I wouldn't like it very much. It's not for us to eat it." Nonessential nonsense again!

"What meat you do preffered and wants to eat?"

"Fish!"

It got Glovisa almost choking and spluttering on his drink on the table.

Dear husband, I don't know what kind of meat can be eaten here. Fish is the safe choice. Forgive my for your 'serve you right', Your Majesty. "Excuse me, Your Majesty."

"It's fine. It's a long-time vacation of indispensable joy and fun. Glovisa's soft smile to Rerin. "It's been a while. How about catching some fish?"

"What?" It caught Rerin off guard. The guy! He wasn't as much as stupidly manipulative but words are he's like the one. It deceiving but it's outright the truth like a shooting arrow piercing the target at the center.

"I don't have the fishing rod...? I haven't... used... I... don't... know..." Her sentences are broken machines.

"You don't need it. The fish will come to you in superfluous flows by standing at the gate. The water is crystal clear, you can see as much of an unaccountable amount."

They're eating at river view restaurant. It's one of normal she newly discovered here. Hesitatingly, she get up from seat and a moment of standing at the gate and a striped golden, white and yellow fish come to her. The only one fish and to face Glovisa, she didn't have face to do it.

"The harvest was as much as harvesting a golden cereal field." It's Slyvia. The black merman. As the husband, his wife will be having a harem quite not to his liking.

"It wasn't as you say. Why only one?"

"What comes to Witch Royal Fairy is one on the par with its power. Your power and your familiar power." The Slyvia Merman.

"How about the older sister?"

"You should have knowledge about it yourself, Rerin. I don't care about other woman except the woman who is my wife and that's you."

It got dear wife blushed and flustered.

"Rerin, my herb?"

I never made drinks on the outside outings. Must I make it here?

"Yes, please make it here."

It has been on her mind, does dear husband can hear or read her thoughts? A fantasy mystical creature of Aurosia Wyris. Many abilities could have gotten through beyond bound off the surface subjects.

Nevertheless, the call now is hushed. "Please don't complain to me come when taste differs from your liking."

"Fine." Glovisa's smile to his dear little maid.

Rerin's disaster begins in the restaurant's kitchen. Hope she's won't blow down the kitchen too much.

The white flame at Glovisa's side. A voice via it, "Your Majesty, the act are finished."

"Alright."

Over 5 minutes, Rerin comes with a green herb cup in her hands carrying it carefully. Afraid letting the cup and Glovisa down when it's not the superb skill of hers whenever kitchen is mentioned. Now, it come like as if she's hearing again the same her old mother babbling.

The new herb drink made by Rerin has an emollient on Ohami. Its shadow of it dissipates back to where they originate. For beasts to leaving is not an option because Crystalize Royal Fairy power locked them here. Fortunate, Witch Royal Fairy has disparate counterattacks of black werewolves. As expected, Witch Royal Fairy is served by the Ohami. And she's yet of the Glovisa, The King of Kitsune not the Your Highness The Excellency Asch.

"You haven't tasted it. I'm sorry, I won't make another one next time." Was the fictional character's taste different? Couldn't help being naughty sometimes times!

"No, I had it deliciously." Glovisa's soft smile came in. "Come, Rerin. Time to go the ball."

"Day-time ball?"

Glovisa nodded. "It's the folksy ball. Our attire is well suited for it." Glovisa rose up from the chair.

Glovisa's casual suits are much more attractive to him than the ones he wears on first her eyes fell on him. The royal simplified suit. It eludes the casualty of Your Majesty's elegant design, making him more approachable to the people without any boundary captive their hearts. So many thoughts because he's her husband and she couldn't care less about it.

And, she is, the bride dress adjustment worn. The male servants' service quality top superior to the lady who spends her time at home. The world where the opposition males are servants of the females' servants while females are the males' servants.

Also the fact, they didn't question her about an adjustment. Probably order to obey the command of their lady princess.

A gust of wind comes. Rerin lightly holds still her hair. It's a hairdo she made on the spot because of the time and shortage of things. Further, her servants are men. Very much want to spit the bitter herb she drinking now at the thought.

Really, the reality-based here makes it wholly different from the other books. She can't reason why Kitsune Melodies has it weirdly and she's got it making all the novels she read a waste of time, money, and energy. Another helpless situation she's situated in. Her talking about private matters to the men is quite a courageous outro.

"Are you done?"

Glovisa's voice woke her up. "Yes, I'm."

Bewitched to Glovisa's long, white hair, Rerin could say it's one of her weaknesses now. Unconscious touch to it, it's, even more, softer in her hand. It's the soft melted liquid jelly-like.

Glovisa's question, it doesn't get her hand burn? She touched it with the usual touch. "Should I let you touch more of it later time?" A teased.

"No, thank you." She didn't realize it. But, "Maybe you should."

"As you wish." Glovisa held his hand out.

Rerin takes it at heart's peace.