I was - I was scared.

　My life, which had been peaceful, was suddenly taken from me.

　The black elves took me away and threw me into an unknown place.

　To further peace--.

　Nothing could reach me except the sound of the jingling chains and voices that emanated from me. It was such a 'peaceful' space.

　It's a place where nothing has changed except for the rare occasion when a dry meal falls.

　Water can be replenished from magic items. That magic item runs out in a month, but it comes off again in about two weeks.

　Nothing.

　Nothing.

　--Nothing.

　My heart was breaking.

　Why you think you've captured me?

　It's a question I have to ask myself.

　The answer is simple. Because my sister was turned into an elf princess. That's why she was kidnapped by the evil forces. As a hostage.

　It was easy to come to such an answer.

　But it was hard to resist.

　They didn't have the strength to remove the chains, and even if they could, they couldn't move around in the darkness. Probably because several magic circles are laid out. I don't even know how to disarm them by heart.

　I didn't want to be slowed down by my sister in this way.

　I hated it more than I was hurt, more than I was left alone. I didn't have any parents, just blood relatives who were related to me.

　I didn't want to bother my sister, who I had grown up with since I was a little girl.

　With those thoughts, I was caught all the time.

　Alone, ten or twenty years passed by.

　I forgot what it looked like outside anymore.

　I forgot what the house looked like, even what it looked like.

　My sister's face and voice are a distant, distant memory.

　Even my consciousness is starting to blur.

　I'm sure I'm really starting to break down.

　But this body and mind did their best. Because if it had been any other species, I wouldn't have been able to hold on for ten days if I had been trapped for such a long time.

　When I tried to close my heavy eyelids ----.

"......, that's for sure.

　I heard such a small voice.

　I hadn't heard a voice in a long time. If it was a hallucination, I'd heard it many times, but I hadn't heard a voice this certain in a really long time.

　I got up involuntarily.

　There was definitely someone there. How long has it been since I've seen someone? I quickly open my mouth. But before you can speak, the person in front of you brings his or her index finger to your mouth and says, "Shhh.

　Quietly, I suppose.

　Then I put my hand on the ground.

　There was a series of paling, paling sounds and a pentagram glowing faintly.

It's all right now. Are you the sister of Elf Princess Sille?

　A man asked me that.

　'Voice, can you speak?

...... you?

　It was getting faint, and I hadn't heard my own voice in a long time.

　I had almost forgotten even the words.

'My name is Jade. I want to help Sille's sister for a reason.

　The man, who called himself Jade, said this with a genuine feeling of innocence, certainly not hostility or malice.

　Help me ......?

　He said his name without a second thought.

'I'm Lana. Lana Arua .......

Are you sure it's your sister?

　Mr. Zied asked to confirm.

　Strange. Does he not know my name? I'm here to help?　Maybe I was just checking, but I was a little curious.

'Yes. Um.

What?

What kind of relationship do you and your sister have?

What kind of ......?

　Mr. Jade stagnates.

　I knew something was wrong. I don't know if I'd come this far without knowing the name of my savior.

"You're a stranger to me,

...... You're a stranger to me and you're helping me?

Yeah, because it'll help me too. Here.

　He holds out his hand.

　Will Mr. Jade be able to help?　If you look closely, you can see that he has short ears. He's a normal human being.

　Either way, I have no way of resisting him. Then you'll have to bet on it. I nod and take his hand.

'Keep your eyes closed, it'll get a little brighter.

　That's what Mr. Zied was worried about.

　Maybe he's a good person, I thought, and ministered to him.

　Then the area brightens up.

　First was the incense.

　A rich, natural, nostalgic scent reaches my nose.

　Then the stinging light of my eyelids disappears, and when I open my eyes, I see my old house.

　I was confused for a moment. But soon I remembered.

　It's the house I've lived in since I was little.

　It's my sister Sille and I's house.

''----......!

　Tears well up in my eyes from nostalgia.

　Then my sister comes out of the house.

　A familiar face comes into view.

　She sees my face and drops to her knees to the ground.

'Sille sister ......!

　After dressing up and calling me "sister" for some time, I wake up to the "sister" call from when I was little.

La ...... na?

Sis: ......!

　We were embracing each other for the first time in a long time.



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　A lot happened a while after that.

　Shinju-sama was about to decay, and the Wise Council tried to take control of the elves .......

　But each time I was rescued by Jide, who saved me.

　I'm sure he's a prince on a white horse.

　It's not just a matter of how much you like it, it's also a matter of how much you like it.

　I want to agree with that point vehemently.

　But I think it's just a little bit different from what I think.

　I think Sister Sille wants Jide-san to stay as an "asset". Then again, I'm sure she feels the same way I do - she must also want him to just be there for her.

　I genuinely feel safer if I'm genuinely beside Jade-san. After all, I think Sille sister has a responsibility as an elf princess.

　Well, but that doesn't change the fact that I wish to have Jide-san. That's why I have to be proactive in appealing to her while she's at our house.

　I have to start by grabbing my stomach--.

　I had come to buy groceries.

　I check the burlap bag on my arm.

　Alright, now I can make something perfectly delicious today.

　I can't stop eating Nimanima when I see Jide-san eating so deliciously.

　Suddenly - a hand reaches out from the side.

　It's from the darkness between the houses.

　It was a somewhat similar scene.

　That's right.

　The one I was caught in at the time--.

　I reflexively looked to the side and saw a dark elf man.

　Oh--I'm again.

　No.

　No.

　I don't want to be away from my sister Sille anymore.

　I don't want to be in that darkness anymore.

　I can't have it this time--

------ Mr. Jade.

　As if in response to a voice in my mind, my impending hand stopped on me.

　No, it was stopped.

'Do you have the constitution of a captive child at all?

Mr. Jade!

　The one who grabbed the dark elf's hand and appeared - it was my white horse prince, after all.