Puberty Cinderella

The moment is finally here.Ella walked down the long hallway, her heart beating wildly.

She ran into Owen, the chief wizard, on the way, and saw him goug her out.It was also a normal reaction for someone who had just been defeated by her a few hours ago.She didn't take it to heart.

Ella knocked on the queen's door, but seeing no response, she opened the door and walked in.

Standing in front of the window with her back to her, Niyaf had changed back into a custom-made dress for the festival, with fake silk flowers on the crown, skirt and neckline.At this time, the sky was already pale, and people gathered in the square after the all-night carnival. All of them were disheveled and drunk. The flowers that they proudly wore on their heads last night had now fallen to the ground. It was trampled all over the place.

The filth covered by the festive atmosphere is clearly visible in the morning light, only Niyaf's back is still graceful.

"It's about to start," Niyaf said, her tone unnatural.Maybe it's because of fatigue. "are you ready?"

"More than enough."

Niyaf turned around, her face pale. "The sword hanging on the wall over there, please help me take it down."

Ella did as she was told, and handed her the sword.But Niyaf didn't look at the sword, but stared at her, those dark green eyes like a pool of stagnant water covered by duckweed frightened her.What kind of look is this, hatred?ashamed?or love?

"What's wrong……"

Before Ella asked, Niyaf opened the curtains and walked to the balcony.On the square, the people who had been waiting for a long time cheered in unison, feeling honored that the motherland can have such a beautiful and elegant queen.

Niyaf sent May greetings to people. Although they were just some clichés, they seemed to have magical powers when they were spoken out of her mouth.

"Finally, I have one more announcement to make," said Niyaf, "about our champion, Miss Ella."

Ella nervously walked up to the balcony, holding the sword in her hand, and stood beside Niyaf.The people cheered even louder, and a few boldly whistled and chanted "Marry her!"

"Actually, I only recently discovered that Miss Ella is..." Niyaf said, grabbing Ella's hand, and then raised it high.

Although her heart was full of ominous premonition, and although Niyaf's smile made her shudder, she still looked forward to her saying those words...

"The blood of the McCroch family is also the legal heir to the throne. The fact that she can easily lift the sword of the McCroch family is the best proof."

Niyaf let go of her hand, and Ella still held her sword high.Under the sunlight, the blade of the sword showed a bizarre color, as if mocking her ignorance.

"It's been 50 years. I've sat on this throne for too long. It's time for me to give up. Although Miss Ella is of mixed race, she has already proved through the tournament that she lives up to the fame of the McCloches family. Therefore, now , I hand over this sword and this crown to her, and you must accept her as the new queen."

Niyaf took off the crown of flowers from her head and put it on Ella's head.

People waved their arms and shouted in unison: "God bless Queen Ella! May your reign last forever!"

"Why..." Ella asked in a trance, but was instantly overwhelmed by cheers.When she turned to look for her lover and wanted to ask her what was going on, she found that Niyaf had already turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared without a trace, leaving only a flower. Marigolds falling from the hem of her skirt.

Ella,

When you read this letter, it means that the thing I'm least willing to prove has come true, and I should have escaped.The big mistake was made, and I had no choice but to run as far as I could in shame and torture myself for the rest of my life.

Maybe you already know, you are not my first love.Before you, I used to wander the streets built by humans, searching for lonely young alphas.As long as I find such delicate little roses, I will reach out without hesitation, pluck them from the bushes, and bring them to my castle.

They, the youths and maidens of human beings, have not yet fully bloomed, but they have exuded a charming fragrance.Why don't I want to wait until they are fully mature before doing it?But in order to avoid the curse of the children of youth, and to pretend my gender in front of people, I had no choice but to pick them prematurely and discard them in time before they were fully developed.

But I haven't done this kind of thing for a long time.Do you know why?

A long time ago, I found a little human boy in the wilderness.Now that I think about it, he is somewhat similar to you, with strength hidden in his thin and small body, and stubbornness written in his big fragile eyes.I kidnapped him and made him my lover all winter long.When the time came, I asked Owen to take him away, but for some reason, Owen's oblivion spell had no effect on him.He begged me to let him stay, because he was weak and sick, and the doctor said he would not live to be an adult, so his parents abandoned him in the wilderness, and now he is homeless.I was moved by his pitiful appearance, so I kept him for one more winter, and then another winter.His body is so frail. Since the day I saw him, not only has he not grown up at all, but he has become even thinner, so that I forgot to calculate his age...

Finally, one day, he was very ill. After drinking medicine and falling asleep, he never woke up again.I buried him on the tundra with a sad heart, but I didn't know that even greater misfortune had come—during the days I was with him, I was already in the dark, but I didn't find out in time.At that point, Owen refused to have an abortion for the sake of my health.I had no choice but to pretend to be sick and not go to the meeting, leaving all business to Owen.

I clearly remember that it was a winter night, I held my newborn child and wandered in the human city again.I originally planned to leave the child at the door of some kind family, but I couldn't make up my mind.At this time, I passed the window of a house and saw that the family was still lighting candles in the middle of the night.There was a small cradle in the room, and in it lay a livid-faced baby girl, who had died.By the cradle sat a desperate man, weeping silently.At that time, I thought that this man must love his daughter deeply. If my child can grow up under his care, he will definitely receive meticulous care.

So I became a wind, just as I was fleeing, and entered the house.I used a forbidden magic, which even Owen dare not use on humans.I kissed my own child, extracted her soul and life force, and introduced another kiss into the body of the dead baby.Seeing the color of the baby in the cradle regained its color and the wings of its nose began to flutter, I left with my baby's body in my arms without looking back.

No matter how hard I convince myself, I'm just giving another life to that human dead baby, and she has nothing to do with me long ago.But the facts are obvious, she still has the blood of elves flowing in her body, and she is an out-and-out McCroch.She is the swapped child, a changeling.

I think, seeing this, you should already understand.

Since that day, no matter how lonely the night, I have never kidnapped a child.You are an exception.

You captivated me deeply, and your love rescued me from the abyss of pretense and sin.I have already decided that I will stay with you even if I am smashed to pieces, but fate just made a joke at this time, reminding me not to forget the sins of the past.

So I banished myself.I can't imagine any joy in the world without you, maybe this is the price I should pay.How long is my long life, 300 years, 500 years?For so long, I shall have been wandering alone in the world, like a ghost, to atone for the roses I cruelly broke.

I intend to target the lost capital of Tirna Nyug, like so many lost elves who have no place in the world.If one day I am lucky enough to find it in my wanderings, then I will know that the gods have forgiven me.

But maybe I'll never be able to forgive myself.

Don't come to me.

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