The treehouse was the largest tree in the Enchanted Forest. It was the possession of the Faerie King before he handed it over to the Moon Witch for purification after he found discrepancies in the tree's purity. The Faerie King told her to keep it as her reward and she has since lived in the tree and cultivated it to be her very own safe spot. The young prince was with Ares on a small river while Siv treated the poison on Eurydice's wound. The Queen did not feel any of it which made her condition even worse than it is. How would she know there was poison if no one told her? "You look horrible. Have you not slept?" Eurydice saw the dark circles appearing in the Witch's eyes."I was worried that you took the other entrance," the Witch told her. "I was wondering what took you so long. Turns out you were jus

When Ares discovered the Queen's illness, he was left with many questions that he knew would never find answers to in the near future. The male played with the young prince despite being distracted. While the two were splashing water in the river, Ares pretended to smile and laugh, but deep inside, he felt rather melancholic about Eurydice's hidden illness. Shortly during their playtime, Eurydice joins them on the river in her bare feet. Eurydice is used to being barefoot. After all, she hates wearing shoes and prefers feeling the roughness of stone on her soles. She likes how it feels. For her, it is the closest thing to pain. "Yay!" the young prince ran towards her sister. "You're here! Are you finally playing with us?""Siv told me to wash my ankles with the water," she told him with a gentle smile and poked the young prince's nose. "Are you having fun with Rockman?"Ares looked away, blushing. Why did he have to adapt to that silly nickname? "Yes, yes! Rockman agreed to train m

Desalogia was waiting at the entrance when Eurydice's caravan arrived. They finally reached the end of the gates and hopped down from their stallions, Lumiere and Noir. Ares's eyes caught Desalogia's. The prince was smoking with his servants. A maid from the Palace was behind them, convincing the prince to avoid smoking as the Queen did not like the smell of it, but Desalogia didn't pay attention. When the Queen composed herself and stretched her slender limbs into the air, she sniffed the smoke from Desalogia's cigarette and coughed. Her spiral eyes focused on the prince, who only smirked at her and looked back at the sky, ignoring her. "That rascal," she grumbled and covered her little nose with her palms before rolling her eyes. Icarai, who was beside the Queen, took a deep breath. He didn't really want to talk to the prince."What are you waiting for?" Eurydice's brows ascended for a bit. "Go tell him." Ares stopped Icarai from going. He smiled, "I'll go if you're too nervous.

Icarai, Desalogia, and the Queen returned home at midnight. Eurydice was still on her carriage. Her eyes were drooping, as she had lacked sleep and a hearty dinner. She had also used a great amount of magic power at the last minute, which caused her body to be even more fatigued. The navigator in charge of maneuvering the carriage was hesitant to wake the Queen up. The navigator decided to visit the other carriage, where Prince Desalogia was transported. When he peered into his window, the prince was still awake and about to light a cigar. "What?" the cold, stoic male asked him with an irritated look."My prince, could I please trouble you to wake up Her Radiance? She's sleeping, and it is cold outside."Desalogia huffed and rolled his eyes before exiting his carriage. He headed towards the Queen's transport and peeked to find Her Radiance's vulnerable status. Her head rested on the cushion, her lips agape, and her hair was a bushy mess. "Where is her room?""S-Shall I have Icarai