The Lost Mage's Journey

Chapter 30:A Snowy Eve in Another World

Scene 1: The First Snowfall

The palace gardens of Lusitania were quiet, the air crisp with the chill of approaching winter. Lyka stood outside, gazing up at the sky, her breath forming soft puffs of mist in the cold air. Suddenly, something soft and white floated down from above, landing delicately on her cheek.

She blinked in surprise and then watched as more white flakes began to fall, slowly covering the garden in a soft blanket of white.

Lyka's eyes widened in recognition, and deep within her heart, memories from her past life stirred. She whispered to herself, her voice filled with wonder.

Lyka (whispering, with nostalgia):
"Snow... it's snowing."

The people of Lusitania had never seen snow like this before, and yet, for Lyka, it was a reminder of a world she had once known. The memories of Japan, her past life, flooded back to her, and with them, the feeling of Christmas Eve—a time of warmth, joy, and togetherness.

She stood still for a moment, letting the snow fall around her, before a bright smile broke across her face. Her heart filled with excitement, and she turned on her heel, rushing inside the palace, her laughter echoing in the cold air.

Lyka (excitedly, her voice bright):
"Father! Mother! Let's have a feast! Let's celebrate this special day with everyone in the palace!"

She ran through the halls, her feet barely touching the ground as she burst into the throne room where King Elric and Queen Alicia were discussing matters of state. They looked up, surprised by her sudden entrance.

Scene 2: A Special Celebration

King Elric raised an eyebrow as Lyka, flushed and full of energy, stood before him, her eyes shining with excitement.

King Elric (laughing softly, curious):
"Lyka, what's all this about? A feast for what?"

Lyka bounced on her heels, her hands clasped together as she tried to explain. But how could she describe Christmas to a world that had never known it? She thought for a moment and then smiled.

Lyka (grinning, brightly):
"There's something magical about this white stuff falling from the sky. Back in my old life, we called it snow. It's a time to celebrate—just because it's beautiful! Please, Father, Mother, let's have a feast with everyone in the palace."

Queen Alicia glanced at her husband, her eyes softening with affection as she saw the excitement in Lyka's face. She knew her daughter well enough to understand that this was more than just a whim—it was a piece of Lyka's past, something deeply meaningful to her.

Queen Alicia (smiling warmly):
"How can we say no when you're so full of joy, Lyka?"

King Elric, though a bit confused, couldn't help but smile at his daughter's enthusiasm. He placed a hand on her shoulder, his voice gentle.

King Elric (teasing, but affectionate):
"Well, if you say it's a special day, then it must be. Let's celebrate this 'snow' of yours."

Mira, who had been standing nearby, blinked in surprise, still trying to understand why Lyka was so excited about the white flakes falling from the sky. But seeing the smile on Lyka's face, she couldn't help but smile too.

Mira (teasing, but fondly):
"Leave it to you, Lyka, to turn something like snow into a reason for a grand celebration."

Lyka turned to Mira, grinning widely, and then, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, she asked the question that made Mira's heart race.