My mother's love song

When Noknalei saw the shadow, she smacked her lips unhappily.

"Oops, the late night visitor wasn't the Queen's sweetheart but me. I'm so sorry."

The figure outside the window was a fairy with butterfly wings, Oberon said.

"..."

Noknalei sat down on the bed again, crossed her arms over her chest, and frowned, “If you know you’re sorry, don’t show up.

It's already so late, is there anything that can't be discussed tomorrow?"

"You really are in a bad mood... If that's the case, why did you reject Rhodes' invitation?"

"…………!"

Noknalei turned to the butterfly shadow above the window, with a hint of murderous intent in her eyes.

"Did you eavesdrop on my conversation with Rod in the restaurant?"

"No, no, no... That's not the case! This is a huge misunderstanding!"

Auberon said quickly: "I just arrived in Edinburgh a quarter of an hour ago, so I didn't have time to commit the crime.

It was Blanca who happened to overhear your conversation.

At that time, she was resting right above the restaurant and accidentally heard your conversation. I just heard it from her as well."

“…Isn’t this the same thing?”

Noknalei raised her eyebrows in displeasure.

Oberon's familiar, the princess of the Autumn Forest, Blanca the Hawkmoth.

Knocknaree was very fond of this fragile little elf, so even though she knew that she would do spy work for Oberon, she still allowed her to stay in Edinburgh.

This can also be considered as the queen's freedom and freedom to do whatever she wants.

"So, what are you doing in Edinburgh?" asked Noknalei.

"I escaped because I was tired of the chores of the Round Table Army... That's true, but it's not the essence of it."

Oberon said nonchalantly, “The so-called Goblin King will not stay in the same place forever.

But, in fact, I sneaked out because I heard the bells of Orkney and was a little concerned about the movements of Altria. "

"How's the South?"

Oberon sat down on the windowsill, leaning against the glass, and said, "Well, thanks to Altria, the morale of the Round Table Army has reached its peak.

Percival was also prepared to negotiate with the Tooth Clan who had fled to Oxford.

The south has basically been stabilized. What happens next depends on your conversation with Altria.

If the King's Clan can form an alliance with the Son of Prophecy, then the anti-Queen front will be more stable, and the bell of Oxford will be within sight."

Facing the big pie thrown by Oberon, Noknalei snorted disapprovingly.

"You say you want to form an alliance, but in your heart you hope that I can follow the instructions of the Child of Prophecy, right?"

As expected of Mab's successor, he is so perceptive... Oberon muttered to himself.

If possible, he personally hopes that Altria will be the leader of the resistance.

But this does not mean that Oberon thinks that Altria is more qualified to be queen than Noknarei, but it is just a conclusion drawn from the perspective of military propaganda.

"Oh my, who is obeying whom between you and Altria?

Let's fight to decide the winner, this is not my area of ​​criticism."

Noknalei elegantly brushed her long pink hair and said, “It’s good that you understand.

Although I know I will win without fighting, but considering how hard she tries, I will just treat her as my opponent."

Oberon said, “Well, Altria and the others should arrive in Edinburgh early tomorrow morning.

I have come here tonight just to inform you of this matter. As for how you plan to entertain her, I will not ask you any more questions.

But...is there no problem with Rhodes?"

"what?"

"Didn't he invite you to mediate on behalf of Morgan?"

Oberon said: "As long as you refuse the alliance with Altria, I will forgive the King's Clan for their inaction so far."

"How could I possibly accept such an arrogant request?" Noknalei asserted bluntly.

"I think so, but it's really a bit unexpected... I didn't expect you to refuse so straightforwardly.

Even if the conditions he brought were a bit excessive, there was no need for you to order him to leave, right?"

Auberon looked into the distance and said, “Isn’t that the man you fell in love with at first sight?

I want to be his lover, I want to be his lover...

Haven't you been looking forward to Rod's coming to Edinburgh for so many days?

In the end, they didn’t even let Rhode stay overnight in the palace. They drove him away after the dinner tonight."

"What the hell is this got to do with you?"

Noknalei’s face turned pale as she said, “Altria and her followers will arrive here tomorrow.

It would be very inconvenient if the messenger from Camelot was also present tomorrow, so I took this opportunity to drive him out.

After all, Morgan's condescending attitude really made me angry, but Rhodes didn't suspect anything."

“…You’ll be hated, right?”

"Yes, the goodwill that I had worked so hard to accumulate has been cleared. But..."

Noknalei said calmly: “It doesn’t matter, even if I’m hated.

I have decided that I will not fall in love until I am Queen of Britain.

Besides, love is something you have to fight for yourself, not something given by others."

The young Queen of the North said firmly.

"After I defeat Morgan, I will make Rod fall in love with me again."

After a brief silence, Auberon's reassuring voice came from outside the window.

"It's great that you think that way, I was wondering what I would do if you were in love.

Even in front of the man you love, your determination remains unshakable... Noknare, you are indeed the most suitable woman for the throne of Britain."

"Enough with the flattery, you're a big liar, not one of your ten sentences is true."

Noknalei raised her lips in disdain: "Have you finished what you wanted to say?"

"Well, it's almost time for me to leave."

Having said this, Auberon stood up from the windowsill.

“There are still many things to deal with in Oxford. Those guys from the Fang Clan are clamoring to surrender, but we must find a place for them to stay.

...I was too busy to take care of it, so I took Blanca with me."

Just as Oberon was about to transform into his fairy form and fly away, Noknare called out to him.

"Your goal is to overthrow the evil Queen Morgan

You're the one who's taking action and running around to get Britain on the right path, right?"

Auberon was stunned for a second when he heard Noknalei's question.

"That's a strange question."

Oberon suppressed the frivolity on his face and replied in an extremely sincere tone, "Of course, after all, I am the Fairy King of pan-human history.

No matter who becomes the next Queen of Britain, it will be the best outcome for me.

Not only do you have the power to be a king, but more importantly, you have the ability to lead the fairy kingdom. If you are like this, you will definitely be able to give Britain a new life.

So just use me, I will do whatever it takes to get this island back to the right future."

Noknalei nodded and said indifferently: "Really? Well...it's okay, you can leave."

Auberon added: "I know I may be very untrustworthy in your eyes, but I still hope you can cooperate with me."

"You step back." Noknalei frowned and repeated.

"Okay~~~ Let's go."

Before Auberon could leave, Noknalei walked to the window and closed the curtains in front of him.

After the brilliant starlight outside the palace was completely blocked by the curtains, the Queen of the North's room was shrouded in shadow.

""

Then, in the room where the Fairy King’s magnificent figure disappeared, the sound of quiet footsteps was heard.

Rhodes, a beautiful boy with black hair and black eyes, walked out from the shadow of the wall.

"Thank you, Noknalei, for letting me stay in the room."

"...Yeah, nothing."

Noknalei whispered with a hint of frustration in her voice.

She had imagined countless times that Rhode would enter her boudoir upon her invitation, but she never expected that her fantasy would come true in this situation.

……

The restaurant where Rod and Noknalei were a few hours ago.

The boy placed his hands on the pink-haired fairy's shoulders and leaned over to speak in her ear.

"Noknalei, can I come to your room tonight?"

“Huh!?!?”

Noknalei's face suddenly turned red.

Is this, is this, is this an invitation for a late-night rendezvous...!?

Although I really hope to establish a romantic relationship with Rhodes, isn't it progressing too fast?

Oh...are all humans like this?

Guwu, even for the sake of the queen's modesty, I should have refused immediately, but if I refused him...

"Rod, Rod... um, I welcome you..."

Just when Noknalei's heart was beating fast and she was about to accept Rhodes' proposal, the boy leaned close to her ear and whispered.

"Someone is listening to our conversation."

"Eh? What did you say?"

Rhodes covered her mouth and signaled Noknalei to keep quiet.

The pink-haired fairy blinked blankly, only to hear Rhodes whispering in her ear.

"Noknalei, if you believe me, then cooperate with me in a play."

"..."

Noknalei and Rhodes looked at each other and nodded in agreement without hesitation.

In this way, the two of them performed a self-torture trick in front of the eavesdropping Blanca.

Rhodes asked Noknare to ban Altria from entering the city, but Noknare sternly refused.

During their quarrel, Noknalei expelled Rod from the palace.

After hearing this, Oberon rushed over from Londinium to confirm the situation, but what he didn't know was that all this was Rhodes's plan.

"I'm sorry...for making you do such a boring thing."

Rhodes said to Noknalei a little embarrassedly.

Rhode felt a little guilty about letting the upright Queen of the North cooperate with him in doing such a thing.

He found that Noknalei was in a very low mood, but what he didn't know was that there was actually another reason for Noknalei's depression.

Thanks to that guy Oberon, my first date in the room with Rod was not romantic at all...!