Her golden eyes narrowed slightly, gaze drifting upward toward the glowing vines overhead as if searching her mory.
The tapping stopped; her hand dropped to rest flat on the leaf-table, fingers spreading. "Are you referring to... Kurosawa Ren?"
She looked back at then, head still tilted, braid sliding over one shoulder.
The corner of her mouth quirked up—just a little—not quite a smile, more like she was testing the na on her tongue.
"Ah, you knew him?" I glanced at her, fork paused halfway to my mouth. I set it down carefully so it wouldn’t clatter. "He’s my pal in Shishi-no-su, and we’re from the sa world. He’s super strong you know."
I leaned forward a bit on my elbows, forearms resting on the table edge.
Roselyn’s expression shifted—her brows lifted once, then settled. She took a deep breath and exhaled, short and quiet.
"If THAT explosive, apocalyptic weapon called you ’extraordinary,’ and he ant it," Roselyn’s smile wavered a bit, lips pressing together for a second before curving again, softer this ti, "then I believe you are the one underestimating yourself more, Benjamin."
She reached out with one hand—slow, casual—and flicked a crumb off the table near my plate.
Her fingers lingered there a mont, tapping once more before pulling back. She tilted her head the other way now, studying like she was seeing sothing new.
Hm? But wait... Did she just do that reverse card thing on ? How am I underestimating myself?
I opened my mouth, but decided to just shut up.
"About Queen Titania," Isabelle sipped from her cup again, looking all high ranking, professional, and so cool,
She lifted the porcelain with both hands—small fingers curled around it like she was cradling sothing fragile.
Steam rose in thin wisps past her face. She took a asured sip, lips barely touching the rim, then lowered it slowly, setting it down with the faintest clink.
Her posture stayed straight, shoulders relaxed but not slouched, green eyes steady on .
"she indeed has three major attendants. Tesa, the elder twin with the silver eyes; Tera, the younger twin with the eerie dark eyes... And Vaelora."
She paused after the na, letting it hang. One finger traced the handle of the cup in a slow circle—once, twice—before stopping.
"Hm? But I didn’t see that person, this Vaelora you speak of." I scratched my head in thought.
My nails scraped lightly against my scalp. I caught myself mid-motion, dropped my hand fast, fingers flexing once like I’d been burned.
Isabelle’s gaze flicked to the movent, then back to my face. A tiny crease appeared between her brows.
"Benjamin, don’t scratch your head in the dining," Isabelle lightly reprimanded , "It’s not proper."
She folded both hands in her lap now, fingers interlacing neatly.
"let tell you a bit about our Queen..."
She took another slow sip—longer this ti—then set the cup down again. Both palms rested flat on the table, fingers spreading slightly.
And the lore began;
Titania used to be the Superior Spirit of Nature, referred to as an [Emanation]. She was sothing close to a god and was created by the goddess Elyndor.
Apparently, Elyndor is a literal personality that governs the world of Elyndor.
I wonder if there is an entity called Earth governing Earth too.
Titania used to be—and probably still is—an interdiary between mortals and gods in Elyndor, functioning as sothing like an administrator of the world or a manager for mortals.
But so millions of years ago, she fell in love with a mortal—a god-touched individual, to be precise. One of the first ones that started coming to the world.
"Oh, so god-touched are sothing that’s been happening for millions of years?" I interrupted her.
"Yes," she nodded. "God-touched individuals first ca to Elyndor about 500 million years ago. A reckless Originator triggered the phenonon, I heard."
"Originator? What’s that?"
An Originator, Isabelle explained, is a being capable of birthing an entire world on their own. Sothing that far surpasses a re god of authority.
Elyndor is one such Originator too.
Due to the first celestial war, the Originator (also called the Ti god, Chröma) was wary of the demons who started rebelling, so he summoned overpowered individuals from other worlds to co here and fight for mortals.
Apparently, it wasn’t his business to ddle in Elyndor’s affairs, and also the laws of Elyndor would not restrain otherworldly individuals as strictly as they do the native residents, making them unusually strong without consequences.
Anyway, Titania happened to fall in love with this god-touched who first arrived here and apparently even had children with him. They were a loving family.
He eventually died in the second Celestial War, promising to return, but never did.
Traumatized by this, Titania decided to join the mortals and beco like them, to look like her beloved.
As an Emanation, simply being in the world for long would cause all manner of affliction and disaster to befall people, so she had to downgrade her existence.
And she did. It was the only way for her to feel close to her dead lover.
She found a way to turn herself into a fairy—sothing that embodies both the mortal and the spiritual—becoming the first fairy.
This occurred millions of years ago, but also long after her lover had passed on.
In the mortal world, Titania was seen as an anomaly and defective by the system of life.
Her previously eternal lifespan beca corrupted: now Titania has a lifespan of 500 years. But she reincarnates every ti after her death.
She becos a spirit when she dies, returning to her forr form. Then she turns back into a fairy and is bound for another death 500 years later.
When she ca to the surface world as the first fairy, she was hunted down by humans and seen as "an evil creature."
This remained the case for many generations and through lost history. And she could not even return to the divine realm too.
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