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Ch. 2: Full Moon and Howling

A few days after Vim had awoken…

 

I arrived at the castle in his kingdom, following his promise that he would definitely thank me.

 

Vim: "Don’t tell me today is…I see…tonight’s the full moon!"

 

My chest was tight as I thought of meeting him.

 

Butler: "Lady OO, welcome. Please, come this way. You have our deepest thanks for rescuing Lord Vim."

 

OO: "Oh no, I’m just glad I was able to wake him up."

 

Vim: "If you hadn’t been there, I’d probably still be stuck in that nightmare."

 

Vim appeared from a side corridor.

 

OO: "Prince Vim!"

 

His eyes are so pretty…and his ears are so fluffy.

 

Vim: "You can just call me Vim, I don’t like all that formal stuff."

 

OO: "Vim…"

 

Vim: "Sorry I didn’t get to thank you before. This time I’ll do it right. So, nice to meet you, again."

 

OO: "Yeah, nice to meet you."

 

I noticed some red bruising on his outstretched hand.

 

[CHOICES]

  • Shouldn’t you get that looked at? (SUN)

  • What happened? (MOON)

 

Vim: "More importantly, let me thank you for waking me up."

 

I wonder if he’s really alright…

 

Even though it weighed heavily on my mind, I couldn’t say anything more about it.

 

OO: "Just being invited to the castle is enough for me."

 

He smiled and laughed.

 

Vim: "You sure don’t ask for much! Isn’t there anything you desire?"

 

OO: "Something I desire…"

 

Vim: "Anything’s fine. I can grant any request. After all, you’re my rescuer."

 

OO: "Then…I want you to take me to the place you love most in this kingdom."

 

Vim: "That’s it?"

 

OO: "Yes."

 

I gave him a big smile and nodded and Vim stared at me in amazement.

 

Vim: "Haha…who would have thought the Princess of Träumere would be so selfless."

 

Vim patted me on the head.

As my heart jumped, his ears perked up cutely and a spontaneous smile spread across his lips.

I didn’t know the sorrowful secret his bruises held.

OO: "Vim, those bruises on your wrist… shouldn’t you get them looked at?"

 

Vim quickly hid his wrists and brushed it off with a smile.

 

Vim: "Nah, I’m fine."

OO: "What happened to your wrists?" 

As I asked, Vim quickly hid his wrists.

Vim: "It's nothing...don't worry about it."

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