The Song of Kaxilda

"Who are you?" The girl looked warily at the stranger who broke into this small forbidden area.

The young man who had just escaped from the monitoring and couldn't wait to go on an adventure looked a little flustered, but he still responded politely: "My name is Miles, Miles Warren Lake, beautiful lady."

The girl thought the name sounded familiar.

"Lichter Reginald Edgar." She followed up with her name.

"Edgar?" The boy opened his eyes wide, "Are you a princess?"

Before the girl could answer, he said to himself in denial: "I've never heard of a princess in the Kingdom of Dumu."

"It's okay, no one else has heard of it." Lichter was not annoyed when she saw him like this, or rather, she couldn't express the correct emotions smoothly.

Miles looked at her curiously, but the surrounding light was too dim, and he could only vaguely see a pair of animal ears and the fluffy tail behind her.

There is also a pair of green pupils that impress him, shining in the dark, like the most perfect gems in the world.

"Your eyes... are so beautiful." He said in a daze.

I never thought that the light from the pair of gemstones dimmed instantly and then disappeared. There was a rustling movement, the girl turned her back to him, and an erratic voice came.

"You shouldn't be here." Licht whispered, "Miles, should I call you Your Highness?"

An overly calm voice is by no means what an ordinary girl of her age possesses.

Miles is still underage, but he is older than her, and has a little more knowledge. Knowing that the girl in front of him is absolutely extraordinary, he was secretly surprised: "How do you know? You know me?"

"Although my father doesn't allow me to see outsiders, and I don't want me to get in touch with the outside world, at least I know what he's been busy with recently." Lichter stated the facts in a calm voice, "Miles Warren. Reck, presumably also has a blood relationship with King Lucian who is being received by his father—His Majesty Reike.”

The newly born human country Lucian is the first human country to send envoys to the Kingdom of Dum, which is located in the mountains, to seek communication between the two sides after Reginald succeeded to the throne and sent a message to the outside world.

Miles was stunned, and asked again: "Are you really Dumu's princess? Why doesn't your father let you see outsiders?"

"Why should I tell you?" Richter walked slowly to the window.

"Uh..." Miles was speechless for a while, "I'm just a little..."

She let out a chuckle: "Curious?"

"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked these questions." Miles quickly understood.

This shouldn't be something he can understand.

"Actually, it's okay to tell you." Lichter raised her hand and opened a corner of the heavy curtain.

The bright and warm sunshine got the chance, cheered and kissed her cheek, making her pale cheeks show a touch of blood.

"Have you heard the song of Kashiluda?"

It seems that all the emotions that can be described by human beings have been fused together, and turned into the strange emotions in Lichter's soft tone, although she herself doesn't know why she said this to the stranger she met for the first time.

Miles frowned and pondered for a while before vaguely recalling: "The song of prophecy?"

In fact, he only knew that the song was some kind of prophecy, and he couldn't remember what was said at all, or he never made a special effort to remember it.

After all, the things described in that song were too far away from him, and it didn't make any difference whether he wanted to keep them in his memory or not.

Lichter sensed something, felt a little disappointed, and remained silent, probably trying to control her emotions.

"Who can predict such illusory things?" Miles shrugged, "Why do you mention this..."

"It's a curse." Lichter interrupted him firmly, "It's not a prophecy, it's a song of curse."

Before Miles could close his mouth, he looked at her in surprise.

It feels like something has changed.

Lichter turned her body halfway, turned her head, but her eyes were focused on an invisible distance, and did not fall on him.

Light golden sunlight squeezed into this dim space from the gap in the curtain, and the frivolous dust drifted in the light, sinking extremely slowly and unstoppably.

Breathing also stopped.

Miles found that this was the first time he saw her face clearly.

Golden eyes... golden?

Miles clearly remembered that her eyes were clear green.

"I am an unknown person, and I should not have been born in this world. My mother and queen died because of me, and although my father never scolded me for it, he imprisoned me here." Licht spoke slowly, her voice as soft as a feather Falling softly in the air.

Miles heard her words clearly, and for a moment didn't know how to speak.

"Who are you...?"

But he still heard a sound like metal friction from his throat, which was harsh and piercing.

Licht approached him lightly, stepped on the carpet with her bare feet, and made no movement, but made him feel like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered that could not escape from the claws of a beast, which was suffocating.

"Lichter Reginald Edgar, but now I am—" the voice dropped slightly, "Keith Reginald Edgar."

Miles let out a gasp: "Who are you?"

"Didn't you hear clearly?" Richter, who called herself Case, narrowed her eyes with a half-smile, "Case Reginald Edgar, the Prince of Dum hiding in the shadows"

Miles felt that what was happening was beyond his cognition: "You...and her...Lichter?"

"It's been said that I'm Case." The beautiful golden eyes reflected a dangerous luster.

"Kay, Case..." Miles swallowed hard, "What's going on with Prince Doom? What's the relationship between you and Licht?"

"Lichter and I are twins of the same body. You only need to know this." Case showed a smile that he thought was kind. "There are some things she doesn't know, and I can only explain them."

Miles finally saw some world with his father, and didn't get too entangled in the identity of the other party: "What's the matter?"

"You heard it just now, the curse of Kashiluda's song." He flicked his tail, sat cross-legged on the comfortable soft carpet, and extended an invitation to Miles.

Miles hesitated for a moment, but then sat down and faced him face to face: "Yes, we were talking about this just now."

Case curled his lips and sneered contemptuously, "Do you believe it?"

Miles shook his head cautiously.

"But..." he added, "no one knows the future."

Case stared at him with burning eyes: "Yeah, no one knows the future, but..."

Miles was flustered by the look, but saw him suddenly leaning in front of him, as if he could feel the cold breath.

"Because of this ridiculous, damned future, we are imprisoned here." Case grinned, but his voice was almost insanely calm, "A fate that cannot be escaped until death, why?"

Miles really wanted to ask what this had to do with him, but in the current state where the tip of his nose was only about to touch, he calmed down his anxiety.

"This confinement must be broken." Case moved closer and whispered in his ear, "And you are part of my escape plan."

"Why... it's me?" The strange feeling brought by the airflow past the tip of the ear made Miles stiffen all over.

"From the time you broke into this place and found us, it was destined to be you, Your Highness Miles." The frivolous words like ravings are enough to seduce people, "The unfettered impulse and ambition are exactly what I need .And my existence itself will be what you need."

"What do I need?" Miles, who was at a loss, was in a trance for a moment.

"Prince of Lucian, don't you have a wish to fulfill?"

Miles blinked vigorously to wake himself up: "I will help you, but now I... can't."

"No rush, Miles, there will be a day when you can do it." Case opened the distance between the two again, "Before that, we need a promise."

Without waiting for objection, he grabbed Miles' hand on his own.

The girl's and the boy's slightly immature hands were held together, their fingers intertwined.

Miles only felt a strange feeling flowing from the clasped palms to his whole body, but he still didn't understand what kind of changes had taken place in his body at this moment.

Case showed a satisfied smile, and stood up with him: "The time for the promise to come true... will be the next time we meet, although I don't know how long it will be."

"Can I see you again?" Miles looked at the other party, a little dazed.

"Perhaps." The noncommittal tone caused a slight tremor in the air, "However, you shouldn't have come here from the beginning."

An urgent call came faintly from outside the room.

"Your Highness—His Royal Highness Miles!"

"You shouldn't be here." The same words were repeated stubbornly, "You should go."

After all, there was no sound in the room.

"Then...it's settled." Seeing that there was no longer any response to him, Miles had no choice but to turn around and leave.

The heavy closing sound came, and all the sound was cut off again.

The girl didn't know what she was thinking, and closed her green eyes: "If we can meet again..."