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My Knight Rescuer is a Jerk! So Why should I ignore the Prince?

"Always remember, no matter how much a fae may seem like they experience emotions, no matter how human like a fae may behave...a fae can never be a human." The Keybearer. A young maiden from another world foretold by ancient prophesy, destined to collect the seven keys and save the world. Surely that's the kind of story that finds some plucky high schooler dreaming of adventure and whisks them off to find their true love, right? Overworked salary women like Emily have long passed the point where such fantasies can come true, and even if they did, it's not like she'd know the first thing about what to do. ...So of course, nobody even bothered to ask her before dropping her into an entirely new world full of magic and danger. Like the three hungry orcs eyeing her as soon as she wakes up. "What do you mean I can sense the keys if I use magic?! What magic?!" If Emily could, she'd have immediately issued a rejection letter, but unfortunately, the only way back is to finish her quest somehow. But it's not all danger and confusion. The knight who rushed into battle to save her is charming and kind and gorgeous, and the beautiful and lonely prince has a soft and kind smile only for her. If everyone she meets along the way is like them... Well. It can't be that bad, right? "...--I'VE BEEN KIDNAPPED BY A PAINTING?!"

Amesaya · Fantasi
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169 Chs

One Hundred and Twenty-Second

After a few more minutes, Merwyn began to nuzzle her neck and inhale her scent deeply.

The sound of the bubbling brook filled the air around them.

She relaxed against him and listened to the sounds of the forest.

"...Merwyn. Why is the forest so alive with music?"

She looked up at the canopy, then down at the sparkling stream, and around to the vegetation.

Everywhere she looked, she heard music, or voices, or singing, or even sounds she couldn't even name.

It wasn't just the fae singing or playing music, though.

That would have made her question silly.

No, it was...

Like the air itself was singing with a voice she could and yet also couldn't hear.

Maybe the question's answer would be inane like most fae related questions - something like 'it's just how the fae air works' or something.

But...

Even if she knew she shouldn't, she always ended up asking questions anyway.