He can see a small figure enshrouded in a dark robe hidden behind the pillars of the hall that separate the courtyard. As he senses

“My head hurts…” As the body sways, the feet stagger. “It’s because you drink too much. Jjust a little bit more, hang in there.” Three

Fortunately, Roze needn’t worry about a thing. The girl lifts her chin and closes her eyelids—the next second, she opens her eyes and not a

The lake didn’t dry up just because Roze changed. It’s still the same forest—just because Roze left, the number of animals didn’t lessen nor did

—kotsun. Roze wakes up when she hears the sound of the tip of a shoe hitting something hard. The room is dark because the lamp

“If you’re that worried, I’ll be the one to relay it to her. Do as you see fit.” “Re, really—!?” Beneath her robe, Roze’s radiant

“—I’ll head to the dining room first.” Immediately, Harij leaves the linen room. Roze doesn’t eat breakfast, so she doesn’t have any business in the

—chichichichi… A magnificent wall clock, which is enshrined within the hall of the Azm Mansion, ticks. “…are you done?” Harij asks the Witch, who is

Sleeping early the night before and waking up before the sunrise— —since becoming a guest of Azm House, Roze has been living like an ordinary

“If it isn’t my Lord. Welcome home.” Tara appears from behind Roze. She bows to Harij, careful to not show any of her lingering pain.

Tara leaves the room. Roze follows her while still carrying her luggage. They walk down the hallway—the entire time with Tara explaining the rooms. “This

“It’s right here.” Tara finally stops. Tara’s soft fingers twist a simple-looking doorknob. Inside is a room much plainer than the luxurious hallway. The décor

—kopopo. The water makes noise. In the glass jar, the swirling light leaps for one last time before vanishing. The green pupils closely distort into

Deep inside the forest, is a lake. In the middle of the lake, a small island floats. A witch’s dwelling lays on the island. For

The effect ends abruptly. “Roze.” —Roze notices it immediately. After all, Harij’s voice is now the splitting image of the lake’s tranquility at dawn. “Thank

Harij seems to be truly and absolutely in love with Roze. His fingertips continue to stroke Roze’s cheeks. She continues to cry due to the

“F-for now, release me, please.” Maybe if he separates himself from me, he’ll be able to calm down—is what Roze thinks. However, towards her notion,

The eyes staring straight at Roze are both moist and feverish. Roze has no courage to return his gaze, but is also forbidden from turning

Safina sheds tears of joy for Roze’s safety. Roze insists that she’s fine by herself, however, Safina is completely worried of her and refuses to

… “The lookout will change tomorrow morning. Thus, I’ll explain to them tomorrow to transport this man.” Jones brings Harij back to reality. “Thanks, I’m