Flower Fairy 1

Morgan's eyes widened, he was about to get up from his seat before Michelle's hand gripped hers tightly. Their eyes met, Morgan stunned.

"Why did you leave me?" Michelle asked, her face red from crying, her soft voice shaking gently.

The same voice Morgan always heard from Giselle.

'Giselle.'

Morgan's heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment, and he felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

Why did Giselle have to have an identical twin with her? His memories overlapped with Giselle's past and present face.

"Morgan, you want to leave me?" asked Michelle again.

The woman adjusted her facial expression as sadly as possible. Her eyes welled with tears, ready to shed tears at any moment, red lips trembled.

Morgan closed his eyes, his feelings became mixed. He couldn't let the face similar to Giselle cry.

The werewolf bent down and wiped the tears that almost fell down his smooth cheeks. He looked at Michelle with a sad face.

"Morgan, you want to leave me again?" Michelle repeated the same question.

The rumbling of the wind making the branches crackle softly around them.

Morgan looked away, he took a deep breath, then shook his head slowly.

"No, Giselle … I …."

"Stay with me, Morgan."

Michelle gripped Morgan's hand tightly, brought it to her face, and stroked it. This was one of the things her twin used to do with Morgan.

Morgan's hands moved, he took Michelle in his arms, his brain couldn't think straight now, he began to be unable to realize between reality and illusion.

The same faces of Giselle and Michelle seemed to be swirling in his mind. He only thought that what was in his arms was Giselle, his soul mate. He couldn't let go again.

He couldn't lose Giselle again.

"I'll be with you, Giselle," Morgan mumbled after a moment of silence as he stroked Michelle's head, his breath wheezing.

Michelle hugged Morgan tightly back, her arms wrapped around the man's neck. She smiled faintly.

She had shown his disapproval to Morgan earlier because he thought the man would side with her to kill the royal family.

But Morgan's reaction was just the opposite, he wanted to protect the outcast prince and a little forced Michelle to use the same face as Giselle to make the man feel even more guilty and down.

The plan worked.

Morgan looks so devastated to see her face covered in tears. Michelle takes advantage of Morgan's greatest weakness.

This deep love cannot be forgotten by time, Morgan still has strong feelings for her twin sister, Morgan has set all his heart and soul on Giselle.

"Morgan, stay with me," Michelle muttered again, closing her eyes.

Morgan nodded quickly, resting his head on Michelle's shoulder, taking a deep breath of her scent.

He closed his eyes with a sad smile, the pain and the image of Giselle's death flashing through his mind.

***

In front of the gate of the human village, Iris frowned. Annoyance started to fill her head, she saw no one, not Morgan or Thomas.

The two men disappeared.

Even though Iris had clearly said that the two of them had to wait for her out front here, she glanced at Alita, who was sitting on a log with her chin on her back. Litzy who was in the form of a crow landed on Iris's shoulder.

"What did she say?" Alita asked with a bored face when Litzy finished squawking.

"They're not around here. Could they go inside first?" Iris asked back.

Alita shook her head slowly, Iris's pet couldn't fly around the village just like that for fear of humans being frightened, she got up and stood up.

"Then let's go in."

Iris nodded, Litzy turned into a small black cat and entered the basket that Iris was carrying.

Iris was wearing a simple, faded maroon dress, her hair was braided back, her face unadorned, pale white.

Alita is wearing a faded yellow knee-length dress. Her lips, which are usually smeared with bright purple lipstick, have now turned white as pale as her skin.

They entered the human village after going through a strict inspection. There was an Orc royal army guarding the front, they watched over and guarded all the entrants in case anything could harm the human race.

Humans are weak by nature, they don't have any special abilities, but they have good brains and memories.

"Did you see the man and the little boy before us?"

The orc was wearing a military uniform typical of the Megalima kingdom, he shook his head silently, his hand waving at Iris and Alita. Tell them to leave quickly.

"They don't come here," Alita whispered with her eyes moving to and fro. "I don't smell the dog either."

Iris walked slowly side by side with Alita, she felt panic that she didn't find the two men, but she was sure that they were fine as long as Morgan didn't act recklessly.

A woman with blonde hair approached them while carrying a garland of flowers, she chuckled at Iris and Alita.

"Welcome to the flower festival," the woman said while draping a string of flowers around Iris and Alita's necks, the scent of flowers entering their senses.

Alita held the flower garland, then she looked up and found many flower garlands everywhere, including around the neck of the orc who was guarding the gate earlier.

The humans passing by in front of them also put the garland around their necks and put them on their heads, no matter whether they were young or old, male or female, all of them wore them.

Every corner of the house is also filled with flowers of various colors, hanging and swaying in the wind.

"I don't like this strong smell," Alita complained, her head felt dizzy because she couldn't stand the smell, her hand moved to remove it.

"Don't let go." Iris took Alita's pale hand, she lowered the vampire girl's hand and embraced her closer. "There is something strange."

Alita's brows furrowed, if there should be something strange about this flower, shouldn't they take it off.

"Keep wearing it, or they will know our identity," Iris mumbled and pulled Alita to keep walking beside her, Alita glanced at the middle of the field there filled with a mountain of flowers.

There were several pairs of eyes staring at them suspiciously, but after seeing the flower strands around Alita and Iris' necks, they smiled kindly and invited them to stop for a while at their house.

"There's something in this flower."

Alita touched the flower, she didn't know what Iris meant, to her it was the same flower, strands of roses, jasmine, frangipani, and orchids mixed with drops of fragrant oil that smelled thick.

"This is the Flower Fairy's doing."