In the Fairyland, I became the Fairy Queen

After enjoying Guinevere's black tea, Morgan began to mediate the relationship between Camelot and Edinburgh.

Two years ago, a new generation of the King's Clan, Noknareia, was born, and then immediately did something big for Camelot.

As if to remind the southern goblins who had lived in peace for 1,500 years that the northern goblins were still powerful, the army was sent to the vicinity of the big cave. It was no exaggeration to say that it was a naked declaration of war.

Although this army was at best just the vanguard and was eventually burned to ashes by Guinevere's evil light, it did hurt the sensitive and fragile nerves of many clans.

Over the past two years, there has been a constant stream of voices advising His Majesty to completely eradicate the King's Clan, which has been a major concern for His Majesty.

After all, no matter how powerful the King's Clan is, it is just a fairy clan that was born less than two years ago and has been decadent for 1,500 years. How can it be stronger than the Queen's Army and the Fairy Knights? !

When it comes to words like "only a few years old" and "still very weak", Morgan and Woodworth both turn their attention to Guinevere, who is known as the Demonic Light.

Isn't it right before your eyes that a "next generation" was born very recently, but turned out to be incredibly powerful? !

Woodworth couldn't help but start to criticize.

Morgan rejected the request to send troops to the King's Clan.

The war with the King's Clan would be nothing but a meaningless internal conflict for them. She would never make such a stupid move.

However, not sending troops does not mean that we will really leave a clan that is likely to be stronger than the five major elf clans in the south wandering around in northern Britain.

Therefore, after the morning court session ended, Morgan had already begun preparing for what to do next.

"How does Your Majesty intend to deal with the King's Clan?"

Guinevere stood beside Morgan and asked softly.

Morgan naturally would not care about the queen's dignity in front of someone she could trust. Since Guinevere asked, she couldn't hide it from him.

"We'll deal with it as we should... We'll first enact laws against the northern fairies to further restrict them. It would be best if they are willing to obey. If they are not willing to obey, then let them see what will happen to them first."

Morgan said as he continued to revise the original laws targeting the King's Clan.

Guinevere naturally understood what His Majesty meant. "However, Your Majesty, why don't you kidnap Nocnarea first? This way, we can have an absolute advantage in dealing with the King's Clan or in the face of a real war."

Based on the experience that Guinevere had gained from exchanging views with the King's Clan, it would be difficult but not impossible to kill Noknaria in such a military situation.

"Hmm...Even our gentle and kind knight has started to become cruel?"

After hearing Guinevere's proposal, Morgan couldn't help but make a joke that stunned the boy.

"Your Majesty, I..."

"You don't need to explain anything to me. I know your personality and character, so you don't have to worry about anything."

Morgan turned her head and looked at her knight with a gentle and even doting look.

"The reason why I don't want to do this is, first of all, from a practical point of view, kidnapping Noknaria is indeed not an easy task within the power of the King's Clan."

"Killing Noknaria from that kind of army and capturing the queen of the King's Clan in their base camp are completely different matters. Let's not talk about you and Woodworth for now. Even if Lancelot... cough."

Morgan coughed as he saw the boy's gaze change slightly because he mentioned a certain name.

"To attack Noknaria directly means to declare war on the King's Clan. I am not afraid of anyone provoking a war again, but I also don't want to start a war casually. Neither I nor they have reached that point yet. This is a meaningless act of internal friction."

"As for the last part... well, it's my personal wish. As for the descendant of Mab, I am somewhat reluctant to treat her like this. After all, she is Mab's successor. On a subjective level, I don't want to be her enemy."

When he said this, Morgan's eyes showed nostalgia.

"Eh?"

However, her words did surprise Guinevere a little.

"Your Majesty... do you still know that Mab?"

Faced with the knight's questions full of amazement, Morgan unconsciously became a little proud.

"Well, there's nothing special about knowing that girl. After all, she's not as scary as the legend says. On the contrary, she's quite natural in some ways."

Her tone didn't sound like she was evaluating a former enemy, but rather like she was reminiscing about an old friend.

"It's just that... we have different persistence and beliefs, so we can't stand together after all."

She sighed softly like this, and behind those condensed words was hidden countless sorrows and pains that had not been understood by anyone for thousands of years.

"...It seems that His Majesty is not as simple an enemy of Mabu as the legend says..."

"Your Majesty has been alone for such a long time..."

Guinevere sighed like this, looking at the Queen of Winter with a complicated look in her eyes. He didn't know where the idea and courage came from, and he said as if possessed by a ghost: "However, I think I should be able to accompany Your Majesty for the rest of the journey..."

"……what?"

Morgan, who was originally immersed in the sadness of the past, suddenly heard Guinevere's words inadvertently. After a mechanical pause for a second, she immediately turned her head and grabbed the knight's hand.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?!"

Guinevere was startled by this sudden action.

"Guinevere, what did you just say?! Can you please say it again?!"

For some reason, Morgan suddenly became excited and couldn't help but grab Guinevere's slender jade fingers that were not covered by nails on normal days, and said.

If I were to say that my past interactions with Guinevere were simply a process of curiosity, acceptance, and then getting used to Guinevere's presence, then...

Then what he said unintentionally just now happened to unintentionally touch her already broken heartstrings.

"……His Majesty?!"

Guinevere had no idea what he had done.

That’s right, it’s because it was an unintentional act that it had such an effect.

Morgan felt as if his heartbeat was slowly speeding up. If he had to describe this feeling, it would probably be the so-called heartbeat.

If these words were intentional, then the stubborn heart of stone that had been dry for a thousand years would never be shaken by them.

She was extremely rational and understood this clearly.

But it is precisely because of this knowledge that I realize how strong the throbbing in my heart is at this moment.

"…Say it again, what did you just say?!"

"No, but... I think I should be able to... accompany His Majesty for the rest of the journey... right?"

Guinevere was frightened by Morgan's sudden reaction and could only repeat what he had just said timidly.

"...Guinevere."

Morgan was completely calm now.

She held the boy's delicate hand tightly and said, "Will you be my queen?"

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Fake·Chapter 86~Proposal

Because the news heard from His Majesty was so important that Guinevere did not react immediately.

"Your Majesty... It doesn't sound easy to become your Majesty's queen... Hey."

The young man suddenly realized what His Majesty meant.

He blinked his beautiful starry eyes, and said with a hint of hope and inexplicable throbbing: "What does your majesty mean by the queen..."

"It can't be the same as that "Queen", right?"

Guinevere's question was like a drop in the ocean in front of Morgan, and there was no response at all.

"........."

However, facing the young man who was pretending to be calm, Morgan just confirmed it with a calm look.

……really.

A cold sweat slowly formed on Guinevere's forehead.

What is worrying is that, although he doesn't know why, Guinevere has had a very strange premonition since a while ago.

The good news is that my premonitions have never been wrong.

But once these two things are added together, it's like multiplying positive and negative numbers, which is not a good thing at all.

"Is it the queen...?"

That was all Guinevere could ask.

"……Um."

Morgan nodded in confirmation.

"But... Your Majesty... Well, I..."

Guinevere was so deeply entangled that he didn't even have time to be shocked.

"What's wrong? Are you unwilling?"

Morgan watched Guinevere getting tangled up in confusion and couldn't help but frowning slightly.

"Hmm... this kind of thing happening so suddenly will definitely catch people off guard..."

Guinevere said distressedly: "Excuse me, Your Majesty, although I am very sorry, but can you give me a moment?"

Facing the young man with frowned brows at this moment, Morgan knew that it was too abrupt for him to make this request so suddenly, and it was only natural that Guinevere was not mentally prepared.

"...Yeah, that's right. This is probably the first time you've encountered something like this, right...?"

"Indeed, this is a matter that will affect your entire life. If I agree to it without careful consideration, I will have to reconsider my standards for you."

Morgan nodded.

"Then I'll give you seven days. During these few days, you can find a quiet place to think carefully."

"Come back to me when you've figured it out. Don't worry, even if you choose to reject me in the end, I won't blame you."

"His Majesty……"

Although he already knew the character of the Winter Queen he served, after hearing these words, Guinevere was still particularly moved by Her Majesty Morgan's tolerance.

"...At most I will ask for your opinion every now and then in the future."

However, just when Guinevere was particularly moved, Morgan casually broke the impression that he was eloquent in front of the boy.

Looking at the boy with a dull expression, the faint smile on Morgan's face seemed to be mixed with a hint of teasing.

“Ah, isn’t this still a tangle…?”

Guinevere pursed his lips, he had never encountered such a situation before, and the other party was Her Majesty the Queen, whom he had always admired and trusted. It was good enough that his brain did not go blank and freeze on the spot.

"Hmm...Okay, go ahead. You've been serving me for the past two years. Just take these few days off and relax."

Morgan smiled for the first time. Perhaps she thought that since he was already in her mouth, he would not be able to escape from her hand even if she let him fly, so she simply released her restraint on him.

Although she had never imposed too many restrictions on Guinevere, he insisted on following her like an ascetic every day to handle various affairs. After a long time, even she could not bear it anymore.

All I can say is that even fairies will change one day.

But this change was a little too cruel for Guinevere himself.

Guinevere finally expressed his gratitude to his majesty and then left the palace where he had stayed for most of the past two years.

But if Guinevere said he was not bothered by His Majesty's request just now, which was like an invitation to dinner, he would be lying to himself.

After all, this kind of talk actually counts as... a proposal, right...?

Guinevere blushed.

Although it is not very formal, the result is absolutely correct.

Isn’t this the “marriage proposal” described in the drifting object…

Should I agree to it or not...?

Walking out of the huge corridor of the royal city, Guinevere felt that he was faced with perhaps the most difficult decision in his life.

As expected... I still have to ask them about this question.

With such uneasy thoughts, Guinevere came to the Knights' Barracks in the west of Camelot. In the beautiful courtyard, the people he once got lived in harmony with the knights' soldiers.

Guinevere often gave the books found in the driftwood to the people here to read, and he gained a lot of useful knowledge from them.

"Gui Ni? You haven't been here for a long time..."