
When Scroll knocked on the door, she quickly heard the answer from the other side, "Please enter."
Hearing this he pushed open the door and stepped into the room.
Inside the room she saw Anna sitting at her desk in front of the window, busy reading a thick book.
Sunlight flooded the room through the window, stretching the woman's silhouette to an extremely long length.
Under the sunlight, her delicate cheeks and neck appeared dazzling white, and the light yellow hair covering her shoulders appeared to be made of white gold.
After nearly a week of living together, Scroll basically understood Anna's temperament.
For example, if he has something to say, he will speak frankly and never quibble.
He was calm and reserved, especially studious.In short, it was difficult to find another civilian-born person like Anna who was completely at peace with herself.
“Do you want to design this card with me?”
Scroll took the chair and placed it next to Anna.
For the past two days, every time his sister finished their daily training, they,
they would immediately rush back to the castle, crowding Soraya's room playing the so-called Gwent card game and competing with each other to collect more cards.
It seems like they will never get bored with this. He even saw Anna and Nana play this game every day after they learned the rules.
There are only rare occasions where they don't play. Unlike his previous days, he often saw young girls with healing powers coming to the castle to play.
“I just want to read some books,” Anna flips next page,
“Because I don't have your abilities, I should spend more time reading books.” Anna almost read it all, though,
from historical biographies to long poems, including every book he saw on the streets even if it was just a variety of folklore, as long as it was collected into a book, he would read it with pleasure.
Scroll touched his head sympathetically, “Don't worry.
Remind me that I want to give you a new book to read.”
Just because of him, the fate of our survivors from the Witch Cooperation Association has changed greatly, Scroll thought. If not for him, Nightingale would never have left halfway towards Border Town.
So we will never meet the 4th Prince of the Kingdom of Graycastle, nor will we ever know the methods to stay healthy. In a sense, he was the savior for all witches.
Which was also the reason why Scroll had from the beginning only felt goodwill for Anna, while the latter had also quickly accepted other witches who had so much knowledge and experience.
But it was also clear that Anna was very envious of Scroll for her ability, which in return Scroll was a little ridiculous.
In the Witch Cooperation Association, the sisters never showed envy for the abilities of other witches.
It was even more ridiculous because Anna had the greatest magic capacity that Nightingale had ever seen a witch possess before, moreover her green fire ability was also one of the strongest.
"Your hair gets a little long" Anna's curly bangs almost covered her eyes,
"Wouldn't anyone help you cut it?" Anna shook her head.
"No, I'm alone." Suddenly Scroll became very motivated,
"Your tangled hair isn't good, let me cut it for you."
“You will do this for me?”
“I have cut most sisters' hair during our time in camp,” replied Scroll happily.
"Wait a minute, I'll take the tools."
He immediately returned while holding a cloth bag. As she spread out the contents of the bag, Anna saw several pieces of white clothes and bronze scissors.
The scissors are V-shaped, and at both ends there are many scratches, it has lost its shine and clearly shows that the scissors are used well.
Before Scroll joined the Witch Cooperation Association, scissors were used to help her cut the hair of her customers in the Sea Wind Region.
All the copper nobles he did not need to buy bread were handed over to the old captain with broken legs.
This captain was the one who taught him to read and write until he died of old age.
The scroll skillfully placed one of the white clothes on Anna's neck, and began to cut her hair.
"I have a few questions I want to ask you" Anna announced.
"What do you want to know?" Under her skillful fingers, scissors flew in Anna's hair, always making a crisp sound.
Soon the first group of long hair was cut and fell to the ground.
“Many stories described in the book I got from you yesterday, almost always have the same ending.
Hearing this question, Scroll's hand paused for a moment, the stories in the book were not stories about real people, but rather a collection of stories she had heard for ten years in the Sea Breeze Region.
It was a story told to him by the sailors. But Scroll specifically put this kind of story together, and any story where the Prince wouldn't marry the Princess didn't have a happy ending.
These kinds of stories were put together in one book and which he later gave to Anna to read.
Always knowing that after reading Anna would ask him this question, but now that she really had to answer that question, she hesitated.
“Most of the cases are like this, of course, some princes will also marry the daughter of a Grand Duke or a Duke, for example, King Wimbledon III of Graycastle, his wife is the daughter of the Duke of Silvercity.”
Answering questions like this, Scroll suddenly felt very sad. Wendy and Scroll themselves had already talked about Nightingale's situation but compared to the mature and calm Shadow Killer,
he was more worried about the possibility that Prince and Anna would develop deeper feelings and become closer.
Anna was a very important woman to His Majesty, and everyone could clearly see this.
When Anna and Roland were in the same room, her eyes would always be on him. Anna's life was several times busier than that of her other sisters.
What was more important than that was that even Nightingale had to share her room with Wendy,
but Her Majesty did not turn Anna's room into a double room, making her the only one allowed to have a room for herself.
The reason for this was when Nana came to sleep in the castle, she could share a room with Anna –
he seemed to be unaware that he was the owner of this place and there was no reason he should explain himself.
And for Anna it was the same case, when she was together with the other witches she was the one who didn't talk much, even most of the time she was just a quiet listener.
But when Roland was by his side, he would soon become active. If there was anything that could make him forget his books, Scroll thought that only the Prince could achieve it.
Unfortunately, Roland was the 4th son of the former King of Graycastle, the future King who would support the witches, and Anna was just a witch.
Since Roland was a Prince, Scroll was unable to command him, so she had no other choice but to influence Anna in the direction she thought was right.
He didn't want the two to become estranged from each other, but he also didn't want to see it end with the only possible outcome, a tragedy.
"Why?" anna asked while shaking her head,
it was as if trying to dispel the memories of his shattered dream from his head.
"Does he have to do this, even though he doesn't like the princess or any other noble lady?"
"Nh ..." Scroll didn't think that she would keep asking, though,
"Even then she still had to marry them."
Because the Prince will most likely be the new king and the king's marriage cannot be his own personal decision.
He tried to recall some knowledge from the books that would help him, he said,
“To stabilize the power in his own country. To calm the neighboring country. To reach a good deal,
these are all important reasons to marry a princess. But the most important thing is that the King must have an heir.”
Hearing all this, Anna did not ask any further, which made Scroll a little relieved. This kind of thing was something that was only achieved slowly, not something that he could force.
But he believes that one day Anna will understand his thoughts. When the pruning ends, Scroll the fringe on Anna's shoulder,
"Now, you look great."
"Thank you" Anna said and bowed in thanks.
"Well, for today's book ..." Scroll thought for a moment, then she decided to tell him about the history of the Wolf Kingdom, trying to strengthen the impression she had put on today,
"the biography of the royal family of his own choice."
When Scroll was finally ready to leave, Anna suddenly began to speak, still holding the illusion book in her hand,
"I don't think Roland is one of the Princes of your story."
His voice was very steady and powerful, as if he was just talking to reassure himself,
“He will do whatever he wants to do. His decision will not be influenced by anything else.”
“…”
For a long time Scroll was shocked, and in the end, she could only ask, she said,
“Why?”
“If he was one of those princes, he would never save me.”