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

……

The next night, the king led his army toward the top of the mountain. In the dark corridor, a door was gently pushed open through a gap.

Aecilia spat out the Xingshen pills that she had specially used to deal with sleeping pills, slipped into the king's study, picked up a pen and paper and started to draw the map she had secretly walked around the palace that day.

When the ink was dry, she folded the map and put it in her pocket, avoiding the patrol route of the guards, and left the palace and headed for the mountain.

After reaching the top of the mountain, she used ice cubes and levitation to send herself to the top of the black tower. She hid behind the brick wall and looked down at the menacing army headed by the king who was wearing sharp armor and holding a sharp sword.

The king saw the evil dragon hiding in the fog on the top of the tower, and said with a ferocious smile:

"On this full moon night, you will have the honor to be sent to hell by the great xxx II..."

Aecilia felt that the copy didn't bother to make up a name for this low-IQ king and just used an electric sound to mosaic the void... She had nothing to say. She turned around and knocked on the door of the princess's room.

The silver-haired princess opened the door and welcomed her in. Her long hair was now dragging on the ground, glowing under the moonlight.

The humanoid evil dragon Ernest sat on a chair and looked at them. Aecilia took out the map and put it on the table. Ernest asked the princess to confirm it first.

The princess shook her head and said:

"I have been locked up in my own palace and don't understand the layout of the palace at all."

And this is obviously the place where she has lived for more than ten years.

"The dragon shadow above the top of the tower was woven with magic and will dissipate after a while." Ernest said.

The princess nodded, stood up, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Ernest came to the top of the tower alone, his long hair flying everywhere in the wind. After a sound of breaking through the air, he turned into a dragon again and rushed towards the crowd on the ground. The king raised his head and saw an intact body. The dragon's body widened in horror, dropped the sword, looked behind him anxiously, grabbed a soldier holding a shield and blocked it in front of him.

The evil dragon Ernest spurted out a monstrous flame without blinking an eye. In an instant, the crowd on the ground abandoned their armor. In the panic and in the face of life and death, no one remembered what a king was and what a soldier was. Anyway, in the end, everyone All turned to ashes.

Silence was echoing on the scorched land. Ernest, who returned to his human form, raised his eyes and looked at the two people walking towards him.

"Where are you going after the king dies?" Aecilia asked the girl next to her.

As the princess walked, she stroked her long hair up and down, lowered her eyes and thought for a while, and said: "I know two girls. They live in a place far away from people and live a carefree life... I want to go Live with them.”

Aecilia thought that the "two girls" in this dungeon were most likely Bai Xue and Cinderella, but the princess did not finish her words:

"...After I deal with the follow-up matters."

Aecilia looked at her curiously:

"Are you still responsible for the country that has bound you?"

The princess shook her head:

"I just want to be responsible for those of my kind who were sacrificed by the so-called 'mainstream thought'. I am not born responsible for anything, but I can choose what I want to protect after I have the ability."

Aecilia asked her:

"Who are your kind?"

The princess smiled slightly:

"The baby girl was drowned in a livestock water basin before she even opened her eyes, and her body was placed on the threshold and trampled on..."

"When she was innocent and ignorant, a girl whose value was measured in money was sold as a commodity to dirty people..."

"Women who have worked hard for half their lives and were beaten or even killed by their nominal husbands..."

"The woman who raised her children and worked hard for the family until the end of her life, but couldn't even record her name in the family tree..."

"Being coerced by the times to sacrifice oneself and give everything for others, being instilled by the arrogance of power with the idea that ignorance is virtue and pain is greatness, being restrained by the 'ideological trend', one's nature is stifled, one's characteristics are stifled, one is reduced to an accessory, one loses one's independence, sovereignty, and one's own will , 'They' who have no right to choose in life - they are all my kind."

No one is born to be responsible for anything, and no one is destined to sacrifice himself for others. "Greatness" lies in free choice, and forced "dedication" without leaving any room cannot be sung.

"They are so lucky to be waiting for you."

Aecilia said with a smile.

The silver-haired princess retorted:

"It's not luck, it's inevitable. When a group has been oppressed for a long time, there will always be resistance."

Aecilia asked:

"What will you do first after your coronation?"

The king smiled and took out the book she had been holding.

"First of all, they all need to study, and then they can be free-flying birds in their own spiritual world, flying wherever they want."

A sharp-edged dagger danced and spun in her hand, and the king continued,

“Secondly, they must have the ability to protect themselves, and the larger organizational system must bear the responsibility of protecting them beyond their capabilities.

"In the end, no one can crown me."

Aecilia said thoughtfully:

"Even after you leave, you will always be their king."

The king retorted again:

"They should be their own kings."

The gentle voice with firm will floated in the mountains. Ernest gently stroked his burnt fingers in the cool night breeze, but his eyes never stayed on them for a moment, but kept blinking. Watching them but saying nothing.

Finally, he turned around silently and walked into the night.

*

On the day when the new king held his coronation celebration, the evil dragon hovered at the top of the palace and looked quietly at the ant-like crowd below. Aecilia whispered behind the king's ear and asked:

"I've always wanted to ask you, how did you conspire with the dragon while you were staying in the palace?"

Behind the king, a woman with a smile in her eyes gently combed her hair with a comb. The king thought for a while and said:

"That has to start a long time ago."

……

In her childhood, the princess loved her magnificent palace with its flower-filled gardens. She often ran and played in the garden with her maid, catching butterflies and teasing birds every day, and lived a carefree life.

One day, her mother asked her: "Do you like it here?"

"I like it!" the smiling princess affirmed.

"Have you ever thought about going out and taking a look?" Mother then asked.

The princess acted a little confused. She had never seen the outside world, and no one had ever allowed her to go out and see it. She said in confusion:

"Why go out? It's so nice here. There are beautiful flowers and delicious food. I don't have to worry about anything."

Her mother looked at her deeply, sighed, and said nothing more.

That night, her mother read a bedtime story with her in the room. When the maid brought her some milk to help her sleep, her mother did not let her drink it immediately as before, but waved the maid to leave first.

"Let's finish reading the story first."

The maid leaned forward and left, and the little princess looked at her mother doubtfully.

The story was quickly finished. The mother turned off the light and still did not leave. Instead, she raised her index finger to her lips to signal her to stay quiet.

"Tonight, I will take you to see a world without palaces and gardens."