A gate made of iron lattice opens— —the carriage is drawn down the road paved with bricks. The noises of hoofs hitting the pavement resounds.
The gentle noise of sand falling inside the hourglass— Inside the pot, spices are swimming in the bubbling tea. “Add a spoonful of orange and
Roze washes the dishes as soon as they finish the Tarte Tatin. It’s because she’s confident that once Harij goes home, she’ll lose all the
What happens afterwards is unbelievable— “—excuse me.” Harij keeps coming by. Each time, he never fails to bring sweets. …Even though the promised day is
Harij puts the vial of poison on the workbench. Then, he takes off his gloves and stores them inside his pocket. After that, he reaches
Streams of clouds arc across the azure skies. Summer is at its peak. The forest has become more vibrant—yet, no matter how much greener it
When I arrived at Anne Marie’s front door, I was halted by the butler. “Don’t even think about meeting my sister.” The one whom greeted
“Oh, hey, isn’t that Anne Marie~?” Spica suddenly remarked. “—!!” The distance was far, but that was indeed Anne Marie—standing beside a man. Her gaze
Harij’s next visit falls on twilight. The moon rising in the sky is the spitting image of a cat’s claw. In contrast to the faint
“—this is the cloth made from flowers that only bloom at the bottom of an oasis, the bead embroidery is specially made by the Royal
Then one day, the man she harbored crush on for seven years arrived at her front door— —to request a Love Potion. Although, for this
Roze reminisces of the day she first meet him. —it happened shortly after her grandmother died; Roze, who at the time is still a budding
An enraged Harji approached Roze with heavy steps. In response, she tugs her hood over her face. The petite Roze shrunk even smaller. Seeing this,
It felt like such a long time had passed. I wanted to visit the city immediately, but my status wasn’t so low as to allow
Author Note: This chapter contains the perspective of long-time-no-see Liliana, Anne Marie, and sometimes the Queen. “Lily, look! It’s the hair ornament I told you
Kararoon— The cowbell let out a loud, high-pitched noise announcing the visitor. “Welcome. Have you brought it?” Behind Harij, the sky had turned dark.
“Excuse me. Is this the residence of the, ‘Witch of the Lake’?” The unlikely visitor caused the witch, Roze, to freeze just as she was
*** Dear, Countess Marie Brent, I hear the approaching footsteps of spring. Can you hear them too? Traces of spring have appeared in
Chapter One: I Can’t Become Cinderella In the course of one’s life, there are several turning points. For example, some might say life events like
A few days after meeting El. He has become completely attached to Roselia and is always holding her hand. Little by little, he was also
“Hello, Gilbert. It’s been a long time~” “Indeed it has, Spica.” Standing in front of me was a woman named Spica—she was also a witch.
“Let’s see, beastmen, beastmen…their tails are a weak point. I’ll make sure that El’s tail isn’t touched! …Come to think of it, I wonder if