Once Sidrain learned to control his magic he no longer hesitated and worked quicker than the others could. Because of that, he had to leave the Magic Tower. It would’ve been nice if he had stayed a little longer, but he would’ve wanted to take care of Iris at all costs then, and he didn’t have time for that.
“Iris,” Sidrain called out with a low voice, the name of a woman who died without even remembering who he was. That was a name he had never called when she was still alive. It would’ve been nice if he had called her name at least once. How had she grown? How had she been? He hoped that she wasn’t in too much pain and fear at the moment of her death.
“Iris Elaine,” his voice sounded quite low and lonesome, even to him.
Iris was living in the body of a woman whom Sidrain despised the most. She pulled the blanket off as soon as he’d left and wiped her neck in disgust, thinking why on earth did he lick her like that. After shaking off the strange sensation, she went searching for the ivory bracelet her teacher had given her.
Since mana was mainly assigned to the soul, she should’ve retained most of it, but she didn’t know whether Rosemary’s body was suitable for it. Glancing in the mirror she saw the beautiful woman reflected and she couldn’t believe the face was hers and she laughed. Hearing how wicked the laugh sounded, she stopped immediately.
“Here it is,” Iris found the ivory bracelet under the table and quickly checked it to see if there were any scratches and whether that would affect the mana activation. Fortunately, there were no scratches on the bracelet after she’d checked it through roughly, concentrating by using the mana in her eyes. This was a great relief and Iris put the bracelet on her wrist while sighing heavily.
“Iris Elaine speaks. From now on, Rosemary…” Iris quickly recited the ancient language but silenced herself. What is the Queen’s name? I know she’s Rosemary, but is there any other way to find out her full name? Are there any documents with this woman’s full name?
She started searching the room. If there were at least one letter in here, she’d be able to tell by just looking at the signature written on it. Come to think of it, I’m sure there will be something I would have to sign tomorrow!
Iris had bad handwriting, but Rosemary was a queen, so it wasn’t likely that she had bad handwriting. Rosemary’s signature had to be found because by looking at the signature Iris would be able to copy it easily by using magic. Rosemary’s full name was also needed to link Iris’s soul to Rosemary’s body. It should be here somewhere.
While searching through the desk, books poured out. Iris was shocked and became stiff like a statue. Someone could enter the room at any moment, or the king, who’d barely made it out earlier could return unannounced. What if he tells me to spread my legs again? Why on earth does he want me to spread them? With her eyes closed, Iris waited for an unpleasant incident to occur, but the stillness of the night showed no signs of uninvited guests. Coming back to her senses, she sighed and began searching the desk again. It would be nice if I could search for it at the library.
The Queen should have a separate library, but she needed to find a signature today and she wasn’t even sure she’d get a chance to go there the next day. There should be at least one signature somewhere here in the bedroom, even if it was on a portrait, that would suffice.
Iris searched through all the books, one by one. If she was unable to find a signature she’d need to try and see the handwriting through Rosemary’s eyes. Her teacher wanted her to pretend as if she was Rosemary anyway because he believed that would guarantee her safety. Her teacher was always correct and she trusted his advice.
Calling the guardian goddess of the wizards who had always been at her side, Iris searched through all the books that had fallen onto the floor. Come out, please! She begged and begged and miraculously a sealed envelope fell to the floor.
The front of it read, ‘To my moonlight’.
“Moonlight?!” Iris, who didn’t know she was raising her voice high, got surprised by the sound and closed her mouth. Did she mean moonlight as in the moon in the sky or was the Queen having an affair?
She hesitated for a moment. Would it be okay if she opened this? It would be bad to go through a deceased person’s privacy but she couldn’t help but wonder if the Queen was having an affair? Was this for real? It made no sense to her.
Unfortunately, there wasn’t any time left and she’d already searched through all the books inside the room, and the only letter that she’d found was this one. She felt like she wasn’t going to be able to find the Queen’s signature anywhere else.
After hesitating for a moment, Iris made a decision and carefully lifted the seal with her shaking hands. She glanced over the letter and swallowed hard but her mouth was dry after reading about the affair.
Surely this couldn’t be true, even if it were someone that iris knew, they were all from the Magic Tower. The faces of people who were close to the royal family flashed through her mind. Most of the people from the Magic Tower were usually royals or nobles, which is why they were so close to the high society. Even if the Queen had connections with them, it would be weird, and she sincerely hoped that it wasn’t her teacher.
Once Sidrain learned to control his magic he no longer hesitated and worked quicker than the others could. Because of that, he had to leave the Magic Tower. It would’ve been nice if he had stayed a little longer, but he would’ve wanted to take care of Iris at all costs then, and he didn’t have time for that.
“Iris,” Sidrain called out with a low voice, the name of a woman who died without even remembering who he was. That was a name he had never called when she was still alive. It would’ve been nice if he had called her name at least once. How had she grown? How had she been? He hoped that she wasn’t in too much pain and fear at the moment of her death.
“Iris Elaine,” his voice sounded quite low and lonesome, even to him.
Iris was living in the body of a woman whom Sidrain despised the most. She pulled the blanket off as soon as he’d left and wiped her neck in disgust, thinking why on earth did he lick her like that. After shaking off the strange sensation, she went searching for the ivory bracelet her teacher had given her.
Since mana was mainly assigned to the soul, she should’ve retained most of it, but she didn’t know whether Rosemary’s body was suitable for it. Glancing in the mirror she saw the beautiful woman reflected and she couldn’t believe the face was hers and she laughed. Hearing how wicked the laugh sounded, she stopped immediately.
“Here it is,” Iris found the ivory bracelet under the table and quickly checked it to see if there were any scratches and whether that would affect the mana activation. Fortunately, there were no scratches on the bracelet after she’d checked it through roughly, concentrating by using the mana in her eyes. This was a great relief and Iris put the bracelet on her wrist while sighing heavily.
“Iris Elaine speaks. From now on, Rosemary…” Iris quickly recited the ancient language but silenced herself. What is the Queen’s name? I know she’s Rosemary, but is there any other way to find out her full name? Are there any documents with this woman’s full name?
She started searching the room. If there were at least one letter in here, she’d be able to tell by just looking at the signature written on it. Come to think of it, I’m sure there will be something I would have to sign tomorrow!
Iris had bad handwriting, but Rosemary was a queen, so it wasn’t likely that she had bad handwriting. Rosemary’s signature had to be found because by looking at the signature Iris would be able to copy it easily by using magic. Rosemary’s full name was also needed to link Iris’s soul to Rosemary’s body. It should be here somewhere.
While searching through the desk, books poured out. Iris was shocked and became stiff like a statue. Someone could enter the room at any moment, or the king, who’d barely made it out earlier could return unannounced. What if he tells me to spread my legs again? Why on earth does he want me to spread them? With her eyes closed, Iris waited for an unpleasant incident to occur, but the stillness of the night showed no signs of uninvited guests. Coming back to her senses, she sighed and began searching the desk again. It would be nice if I could search for it at the library.
The Queen should have a separate library, but she needed to find a signature today and she wasn’t even sure she’d get a chance to go there the next day. There should be at least one signature somewhere here in the bedroom, even if it was on a portrait, that would suffice.
Iris searched through all the books, one by one. If she was unable to find a signature she’d need to try and see the handwriting through Rosemary’s eyes. Her teacher wanted her to pretend as if she was Rosemary anyway because he believed that would guarantee her safety. Her teacher was always correct and she trusted his advice.
Calling the guardian goddess of the wizards who had always been at her side, Iris searched through all the books that had fallen onto the floor. Come out, please! She begged and begged and miraculously a sealed envelope fell to the floor.
The front of it read, ‘To my moonlight’.
“Moonlight?!” Iris, who didn’t know she was raising her voice high, got surprised by the sound and closed her mouth. Did she mean moonlight as in the moon in the sky or was the Queen having an affair?
She hesitated for a moment. Would it be okay if she opened this? It would be bad to go through a deceased person’s privacy but she couldn’t help but wonder if the Queen was having an affair? Was this for real? It made no sense to her.
Unfortunately, there wasn’t any time left and she’d already searched through all the books inside the room, and the only letter that she’d found was this one. She felt like she wasn’t going to be able to find the Queen’s signature anywhere else.
After hesitating for a moment, Iris made a decision and carefully lifted the seal with her shaking hands. She glanced over the letter and swallowed hard but her mouth was dry after reading about the affair.
Surely this couldn’t be true, even if it were someone that iris knew, they were all from the Magic Tower. The faces of people who were close to the royal family flashed through her mind. Most of the people from the Magic Tower were usually royals or nobles, which is why they were so close to the high society. Even if the Queen had connections with them, it would be weird, and she sincerely hoped that it wasn’t her teacher.
