PRELUDE TO TRAGEDY

"CONGRATULATIONS, Princess Neoma."

Neoma smiled and turned to Mochi. The white bunny was sitting on the windowsill. Even though the Wind Spirit was in that form, she could see that she was happy for her success. "Thank you, Mochi," she said, then she plopped on the bed. "But I wasn't able to maintain the Field for long. Marvin and the Field disappeared as soon as I heard static in my head earlier."

It stung a bit, but it disappeared as soon as it appeared so she was fine.

"Are you okay, Princess Neoma?" Lewis, who stood beside her, asked worriedly. "Should I call for Madam Hammock?"

Ah, yes.

As soon as her Field disappeared, Lewis rushed to her room. He almost broke her door, to be honest. He must have been agitated because when the Field was still active, he wasn't able to enter her chamber.

Lewis is such a worrywart.

"I'm fine, Lewis," she assured him with a smile. "The sting already disappeared anyway."