Chapter 7

Today, since I have a break from princess education, I came to the library after school. The truth is, I only knew about "The Fairy's Beloved Child" from my mother's words. Until now, no one other than my mother had ever mentioned "The Fairy's Beloved Child."

In both princess education and the school curriculum, the only thing that comes up is "The Holy Maiden." It is said that a Holy Maiden is born in this country once every hundred years. The Holy Maiden's power is said to awaken at the age of sixteen, so it is mandatory for all women in this country, regardless of whether they are commoners or nobles, to place their hands on the "Holy Crystal" at the age of sixteen.

The crystal is said to shine with seven colors only when a Holy Maiden places her hand on it.

"The Fairy's Beloved Child" appeared in the empire's history books. There is a legend that the country becomes prosperous when the Fairy's Beloved Child appears.

While I was reading the history books of this country, the fairies reacted to the illustration of the "Holy Crystal" in the book.

"I know this orb."

"It glowed when Sasha had her hand on it."

"We just dyed the plain orb with rainbow colors."

What? What? Sasha, wasn't she the Holy Maiden from a hundred years ago!?

"Sasha-sama..."

"She was our friend before Margaret."

"We go to the country where the Beloved Child is born."

"When Sasha died, we made black rain fall all over the country."

So, the "Fairy's Beloved Child" of the empire and the "Holy Maiden" of this country are ultimately the same, and all the miracles are the magic of the fairies?

"We'll make the orb glow for Margaret too."

"We can make other colors too. What color do you want?"

"Should we make the orb huge?"

The "Holy Crystal" is just an orb.

It only glows because of the fairies' power.

If the national treasure crystal is just an orb, wouldn't history be shaken?

"Margaret, you're wearing glasses."

"The glasses are looking at Margaret."

"Should we make the glasses huge too?"

When I looked up at the fairies' words, Lord Lewis stood awkwardly in front of my desk.

"Lord Lewis? What brings you here?"

"Miss Margaret, may I have a word with you?"

"Of course. Please do."

"I heard that you were refuted by Lord Canaan's friends."

"I only called their names."

"I thought you wouldn't even notice my words."

"The content of what Lord Lewis said did resonate with me."

"… You emphasized 'only' just now."

"I have always believed that it's best for me to remain silent. If I say or wish for something, the possibility of it coming true is… very… high….

So, I thought it was best to endure and wait for the storm to pass.

However, after being pointed out by Lord Lewis in a refreshingly rude manner, I reflected on myself."

"… So you were really angry about what happened the other day?"

"I realized that remaining silent wouldn't solve anything. So, I decided to try to convey what I can say to myself.

I am grateful for making me realize this."

"… You emphasized 'only' again."

Lord Lewis and I laughed a little.

"… I once heard a story about the Holy Maiden from my grandmother."

After looking at the book I was reading, Lord Lewis said.

"My grandmother apparently never met the Holy Maiden herself, but she heard the story from her mother.

… The Holy Maiden was sometimes absent-minded, as if she was in a daze."

… That must have been because she was talking to the fairies in her mind, right?

"Upon hearing that, I…"

"Lord Lewis?"

"I was furious with my grandmother."

"Really?"

"I was enchanted by the Holy Maiden. I imagined her to be perfect, beautiful, and a wonderful goddess-like figure.

To hear that she was absent-minded, the Holy Maiden is not such a lazy and foolish woman! I was furious with my grandmother."

"… Are you indirectly calling me foolish?"

"No, I'm talking about the Holy Maiden."

After adjusting his glasses, Lord Lewis returned to the topic.

"Actually, my grandmother passed away shortly after that, and I deeply regretted it."

Thinking of when my mother passed away, my heart ached.

"When I see you, Miss Margaret, talking to the prince and being absent-minded, I remember being furious with my grandmother….

I realize that my harsh words the other day were partly out of frustration. I am truly sorry."

Saying that, Lord Lewis bowed to me.

"Lord Lewis, please raise your head."

Lord Lewis slowly raised his head.

"Let's consider this a mutual growth and let it go.

I was able to reflect on myself, and you were able to realize your bad temper."

"… Miss Margaret, you have a surprisingly good character."

Saying that, Lord Lewis laughed.

His usually serious face becomes childishly cute when he laughs. No, that doesn't matter.

After laughing for a while, Lord Lewis returned to his serious face.

"May I say one more thing, even if it's impolite?"

"Since you're already being impolite, please go ahead."

"Miss Margaret, I think you should talk to the prince more often."