In the Fairyland, I became the Fairy Queen

However, even so, Morgan had no intention of stopping.

Her charming face, always like an iceberg, approached Guinevere and was no less pretty than hers.

"His Majesty…"

Guinevere smelled the elegant fragrance on Her Majesty's body, which seemed to carry her cool temperament. Her eyes became a little hazy and her gaze gradually became blurred.

"Um……"

The ten fingers of the two people were still tightly clasped together, and Morgan's hands gradually exerted force, pressing his clasped fingertips down to the smooth floor.

Guinevere's loose black hair was mixed with a faint scent that belonged only to him, lingering at the tip of her nose.

The boy had only that robe to cover his body, and as they moved, the robe became precarious, as if it could slip off the boy at any time because of the movements of the two people.

But even so, Morgan had no intention of stopping.

"Guinevere..."

She murmured softly the name she had given him, her eyes filled with the enchanting young man in front of her who had lost all resistance and struggle and was willing to take whatever she wanted.

"Do you...know what a kiss feels like?"

Morgan almost pressed his whole body on Guinevere, his left hand still firmly pressing down their interlocked fingertips, his right hand hooked the chin of the beauty in front of him, and asked as if possessed by a ghost.

"I have no idea…"

Guinevere felt that he was completely trapped in the gentle embrace of the man he longed for love. He had no way to struggle and could only respond with a dazed look in his eyes.

"Then I will teach you..."

Morgan seemed to be happy that it was her first kiss with Guinevere, and the corners of her mouth, which were outlined with a hint of blue lipstick, rose slightly.

Maybe it wasn't just because it was Guinevere's first kiss...

More importantly, it was because Guinevere's first kiss was his...

He was secretly delighted, but his movements became more and more powerful unconsciously.

She moved her charming green lips closer.

Guinevere narrowed his eyes in obedience.

Is this what they call a "kiss"...?

It was obviously the first time, but it felt familiar...

It was just like in last night's dream...

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PS: The seventh update

Pseudo·Act 105~The Ugly Duckling

"You finally came."

Half a day later, the fairy knight Lancelot's application was finally approved, and he saw the young man who had always been around him.

“Is it weird that I’m coming?”

Guinevere exhaled lightly and said.

"No, I'm not surprised...it's just..."

The dragon fairy hesitated to speak.

Of course she couldn't say that - if Guinevere still didn't want to meet her, it at least proved that he still had resentment towards her.

Even if it is hatred, it doesn’t matter. Fairies are creatures with pure emotions anyway, and at least they have proved that traces of sadness once existed.

However, he just responded calmly.

Nothing, just a very simple response, and then appeared in front of him.

He really had lost all attachment to himself, that was an indisputable fact.

As if the stunning glimpse of the morning suddenly floated back to his mind, the fairy knight Lancelot couldn't help but ask: "By the way, I seemed to have seen you walking along the corridor of the bedroom this morning...Did something happen?"

The hands hidden behind her back unconsciously clenched into fists. She couldn't help feeling a little nervous, or worried.

Because she saw clearly in the morning how the fairy boy ran out in panic with ragged clothes.

What does this mean?

She knew it clearly even if no one explained it to her.

But I couldn't help feeling bitter and uncomfortable in my heart.

And I silently expected and silently deceived myself that this was not true, it was just a coincidence...

Even if Tristan chased after them, it would still be the same...

Maybe I really just misunderstood. How could Guinevere encounter such a thing?

"what?"

Guinevere paused, and then a blush appeared on his cheeks.

"...Tsk, no, it's nothing, I just encountered a little problem...Don't worry about it."

The boy's words, which were only meant to cover up his shame, undoubtedly further caused the misunderstanding of the dragon fairy in front of him.

She just felt her chest was particularly stuffy.

So many things happened in the past two days, and so many mentally taxing things almost made her breathless.

But even so, the news of Guinevere's wedding to His Majesty...what happened between Guinevere and Tristan last night...everything caused her to fall into great pain.

It would be fine if Guinevere just married His Majesty. Based on her understanding of His Majesty, His Majesty might really become a good partner.

But everything she saw this morning finally shattered her last bit of fantasy that Guinevere would change his mind.

Tristan... That bastard Tristan must have done something to Guinevere...

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. So what is your purpose in looking for me, Sir Lancelot?"

Guinevere's tone was calm yet distant.

Guinevere's voice brought the Dragon Fairy back to reality.

She had so many things she wanted to say to Guinevere, but with Guinevere's resistance, all that was left was a simple decision.

"I...promise you, I will be your best man."

The dragon fairy felt like her palm was about to be pierced by her own fingertips.

It obviously doesn't matter anymore...

It's obviously cut in half.

Ah, but why does my heart still hurt so much...?

“…Hmm.”

Although Guinevere was not surprised by the Dragon Fairy's answer, it was hard to say whether it was expected.

He just let out a light breath, and a faint smile appeared on his flawless face.

"Well, thank you for your help and blessing, Sir Lancelot."

"I thank you on behalf of His Majesty."

Guinevere bowed slightly, but the goblin knight Lancelot remained silent, looking very unhappy.

She had heard and seen Guinevere smile and laugh many times before.

But now seeing him smiling at her again, that smile was still as beautiful as before...but she couldn't be happy no matter what.

Because that smile no longer bloomed for her.

He has completely left me and will never come back...

Yeah yeah……

She had understood this a long time ago...but why...

Why does my heart still hurt...

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Great Cathedral, Salisbury.

Beautiful Salisbury;

Salisbury, Liberty;

In the free Wind City protected by the most beautiful and loving Wind Clan Chief Aurora.

If there is anyone in the city who is as happy and excited as the elves of Camelot, then it must be the elves of Salisbury.

In the loving Salisbury, the fairies of various appearances living here lined the streets to welcome each other and cheered.

If you ask why, it is of course because of joy and pride.

After all, for the long-lived fairies, it seems like it happened just yesterday.

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee!"

"Great! Great! The ugly duckling with no name is getting married!"

"The ugly duckling with no name is getting married!"

The whole of Salisbury, whether it was the Wind Clan, the Fang Clan, the Earth Clan that settled here, or the humans who had gained freedom in this city, were all cheering.

Happy, joyful.

Cheers and jumps for joy.

These are all natural, and this is what we call blessings.

Everyone was laughing like this, even the human guards who were usually required to maintain a solemn and dignified posture couldn't help but laugh along.

However, in such a happy and joyful atmosphere, there are also some anomalies.

"..."

Amidst the laughter and joy that filled the entire Salisbury, Klar's expression did not look particularly good.

It was even more gloomy than his usual calm and even cold face.

...That guy just ignored everything I said, didn't he?!

What had these two years turned him into?

Klar felt terribly depressed.

Idiot, if I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have let you go... I should have...

"——The ugly duckling with no name is getting married!"

Suddenly, cheers were heard from the empty corridor of the cathedral.

Klar was slightly stunned and didn't react for a moment to who the "ugly duckling without a name" they were talking about was.

"Wait - what were you saying? Say it again?"

But because it was so noisy today, Klar was able to find the source of the sound closest to him among the cheers that were sometimes far away and sometimes near.

"Lord Krall?!"

The human guard, who had just shouted a few times simply for the sake of momentary pleasure when no one seemed to be around, was slightly stunned, and then he noticed that Klar was walking towards him.

The human guard quickly stood up straight. After all, Clare was not like the kind and gentle Aurora. She was extremely serious about things and would not let anyone off easily if she found someone slacking off at work, no matter if they were human or fairy.

"Lord Kral, you..."

The guard was about to say something, but along with the gentle breeze came a crisp slap in the face.

"Snapped!"

With a clear and crisp sound, a red slap mark was left on the human guard's face.

"—Who taught you to say these words?"