Dearest Anonymous, Let Me Be

Chapter 31: ARC 1 - The Lost Princess

Over the following few years, the people of the four kingdoms have built up the capacity to fortify their eyes out of dread that they would dazzle themselves watching their most respected lord blatantly woo their indifferent queen. They dare not voice out their grievances, they only begged that the lord, at the very least, be considerate of them and decrease his unconcealed shenanigans to perform his profound infatuation for the queen at every freaking second he can get.

At any rate, they have long become accustomed to his public display of affection that seeing him carry the queen in his arms in the gardens and at the hallways in broad daylight has become a normal sight for them to see for free.

Besides his explicit loving display for his queen whether in public or private, the lord was very efficient in his work that the survivors have settled down in just a few months.

After the war, the people from the four kingdoms who survived were united under the great leadership of the Royal Couple, but mostly with the lord's efforts, because as what he had always declared to the people, the queen need not be overworked. In any case, everyone, since then and up until now, would sing songs about the legend of Faerin Amoria, a girl who was once a lost princess now turned queen, and Zevlin Emeric, a passionate lover.

The people have chosen it themselves to name the continent after their savior's name — Amoria. The beings, of all kinds, shapes, and sizes, lived in harmony, including the beasts that were so poorly named as Angel Beasts. For being the queen's darling pets, she had allocated a large portion of land in the east for these white adorable creatures.

It was a serene and comfortable life — one that Umi never had the chance to experience in her past world. The Male Lead whom she wedded was an exceptionally attentive and devoted lover that Umi, who stayed by his side for years, had already become accustomed to him. The continent wasn't that hard to rule over, Zevlin was truly smart as a ruler and had redeemed himself in Umi's eyes that his IQ wasn't all that bad.

All was well, at last.

The lone issue was that the Royal Couple never had an heir to the throne.

"Let me warm your hands."

Zevlin, who has wooed his beloved for five decades already, slowly reached out to clasp the hands of the woman who was lying on his side. Even at seventy, the man still exuded an alluring charm that Umi felt pity for the other characters whose halos weren't strong enough compared with the male lead himself.

"You can just say you want to hold my hands," the woman chuckled as she pushes her body to turn to the side to face the man whose beauty filter did not waver despite the years already showing in his face.

Indeed, fifty years have just passed by instantly and until now, Umi cannot believe how this man was able to persuade her to stay, regardless of how she was able to complete her two missions years ago.

Each time Mochi reminds her, she always finds herself telling excuses about how she wanted to stay for a bit. Lines like, "The food is good here, I have not yet tasted everything" or "Wait, I still want to eat the fruits of the trees that I have planted" were now overused and Mochi have figured out by the tenth year past the completion of the mission that the girl simply did not want to leave.

Well, it's not like there was a time limit given, for the time in this space flowed differently compared to the realm of the gods, so it was not much of a problem if she stayed. Basically, one year in this world is equivalent to a day in Ecletia. What was more confusing was that Mochi can go in and out without a problem despite the time difference, and he can always find Umi wherever she goes. Well, it's their magic, so Umi did not pay much attention.