Can the sadness that magic cannot take away be offset by love?

There was a rustle of wind beside her. When she reached the back, she was a little tired from standing, so she sat down and let her body slide forward on the ice.

She looked down and saw countless houses and buildings passing by her feet. The previously dark world had now been replaced by dots of stars shining with warm light.

Not far away was the palace, and the ice was spreading very quickly. In the blink of an eye, she passed by the towering spire. She turned her head and looked back ahead, heading straight for the plain in the distance.

The sky is getting whiter and the sun is about to rise, but the vision is still hazy.

She caught a glimpse of a small wooden house on a large expanse of green grass in front of her. She raised her finger and pointed downwards. The ice layer obediently fell downwards in an arc, and she landed steadily.

The ice cracked behind him, and the sound was crisp and sweet.

The mist from the breakfast covered everything, and suddenly she heard a bird chirping. She looked down and saw crisp green grass and flowers blooming all over the ground at her feet. A faint scent penetrated her nostrils, and the surface of her skin felt even cooler.

Looks like we landed in a good place.

She walked towards the wooden house and was about to knock on the door when the door opened inward. She first heard a "Huh?" and then saw a figure sticking out from behind the wooden door.

This is a girl with curly blond hair. She is wearing a gray-blue ankle-length skirt. She has beautiful features and peaceful eyebrows.

The girl smiled gently and said:

"Hello?"

Aecilia came back to her senses and smiled politely:

"Hello, is there any water here? I'm a little thirsty. And... I haven't eaten for a long time."

She spoke softer and softer as she went on. The other party was stunned, and immediately pulled her into the room, pressed her shoulders and made her sit on the bench, and then shouted in the direction of a wooden door:

“Get up—get up and cook!”

Then he turned to her and said:

"You sit down first and I'll get you a glass of water."

Aecilia nodded, and the girl left her and walked to the kitchen, poured a cup of boiling water from the teapot on the table, brought it over and put it on the table in front of her.

"It's still a little hot. You can drink it later."

Aecilia looked up at her and nodded again. The girl ruffled her hair lovingly.

"Look how thin you have become. It's time to eat more..."

Aecilia opened her mouth, not knowing how to respond. The girl turned around and shouted:

"Get up quickly! There is a little sister who is hungry and waiting for you to cook! If you stay in bed for the rest of your life, you will never get an apple!"

There was a rustling sound behind the wooden door, and then a lazy and hoarse female voice came:

"I know, I know...where did you pick up a little girl again?"

The wooden door was pushed open, and the woman behind the door slowly stepped out of the threshold with a dark blue skirt swaying under her feet.

Her short black hair was tied with a red bow headband, her snow-white skin was as shiny and warm as jade, and her torch-like eyes were staring straight at her.

"It's quite beautiful... When I heard you call me that way just now, I thought I picked up another little mouse."

The raven-haired woman covered her mouth and smiled, moving towards the kitchen step by step.

"Pancakes, eggs, fruit pie, noodles...that's all we have now, little girl, what do you want to eat?"

Aecilia replied as quietly as a mosquito:

"Everything is fine...thank you, sister."

The raven-haired girl laughed out loud and said something, but she didn't hear it clearly because the blond girl suddenly put her cheek to her and yelled:

"You call her sister? What about me? What do you want to call me?"

Facing that look of feigned anger mixed with expectation, she couldn't resist and weakly replied:

"Hello, sister."

The blonde girl finally raised her lips happily, with two dimples showing at the corners of her mouth.

"Hey, you're so good——"

Then, she muttered something that she didn't know what she was talking about. Aecilia couldn't understand it, so she had to sit there obediently, with her hands folded under her belly button.

"Okay, okay...what's your name? Where are you from?"

She asked, leaning her head curiously.

"I come from a town, my name is Aecilia."

The blonde girl asked in surprise:

"Esilia, aren't your family worried about you?"

Aecilia was silent for a while and said:

"They want me to marry a man I haven't met."

The blonde girl stayed still for a moment and nodded.

"okay, I get it……"

She said nothing more, just put her hand over and tested the temperature of her palm.

"It's a bit cold...

"Hey! Where did you throw my coat when I came back from going out yesterday?"

The sound of a fire rang out in the kitchen, along with the sound of water running.

“Far right of the closet – don’t throw your clothes on the couch next time!”

"When did I throw it on the couch?"

"Then where did you say you threw it?"

"I obviously threw it on the carpet!"

"This is worse! Come here and get my plate!"

……

The two women quarreled, and the blond girl rushed to the kitchen. Ecilia, who was left alone, tested the temperature of the water with her lips. It was just right, and then drank it slowly.

The temperature of the water made my stomach feel comfortable. After drinking most of the glass of water, the raven-haired girl walked over quickly with three glasses of milk, chasing behind the blond girl carrying a plate of dishes in one hand.

"Why are you walking so fast? Really..."

Despite their fast pace, their postures were still extremely dignified and upright, yet they revealed a sense of ease and ease in their bones.

A glass of milk was gently placed in front of her. The raven-haired girl moved neatly and neatly. She placed three glasses of milk at once, patted the hem of her skirt, and sat down gracefully.

After placing the dishes, the blond girl pulled out a chair and sat down, full of complaints.

"Why are you angry again..."

The raven-haired girl didn't seem to want to talk to her at all. She picked up the knife and fork and started to cut the apple pie in front of her.

Compared with the lazy and elegant image that the raven-haired girl showed her from the beginning, the blond girl unconsciously transformed from the gentle and virtuous big sister into a violent and childish little girl.

There is a kind of crazy feeling of working hard to create a character, but once the image collapses, you return to your true nature and don't care.

The two hosts on the table did not speak, and Aecilia had no choice but to remain silent, quietly cutting the apple pie in front of her and eating it in small bites.

The raven-haired girl quickly finished breakfast, and the blond girl put down the tableware immediately, but Aecilia was left behind.

It could be seen that she was a little anxious. The raven-haired girl smiled and comforted:

"Eat slowly, don't rush."

Then, she started chatting with the blonde girl.

"You said last night that the flower was blooming under the valley?"

"Yes, yes, it bloomed very well, but it was too late at that time, so I couldn't pick it for you. It's such a pity..."

"That place is too dangerous, don't regret it next time."

"I know—so where are we going today?"

The raven-haired girl paused and replied:

"Go to the valley and pick some flowers, and smoke all the clothes in the closet."

The blonde girl happily agreed, and the two continued talking and laughing.

Aecilia listened, swallowed the last bite of apple pie, held up the milk glass, and drank the last sip of milk.

There's no taste...no, it's a little sweet and delicious.

Aecilia commented silently in her mind.