Is the Lost Princess Unexpectedly Loved? – Chapter 146


𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟒𝟔

“. . .From now on, Kyle and I will always be there.

Even when we return to the palace, we’ll sleep together, and wake you if you have nightmares.”

“You’ll wake me up if I have nightmares?”

“Yes. I don’t want to leave the Princess alone in that tower for a second.”

“In that tower. . .”

“The place where you, Princess, were, it’s built like that tower, isn’t it?

There’s no way you were fine being alone in a place like that for fifty years.

You seem happy when you talk about ancient magic, 

But you never said a word about how you lived in that place.

. . .You don’t want to remember, do you?”

“Chris. . .”

Thinking about it, I haven’t talked about my time in that tower at all.

Chris and Kyle, too, took it as a matter of course,

Realizing that they knew I was unconsciously avoiding it and yet didn’t ask.

“Kyle was deep in thought just now.

He was wondering if there’s any magic to enter the Princess’ dreams.”


“Or maybe magic to share dreams.

He was seriously troubled.”

“Eh? He was thinking about that?”

I don’t know any magic to enter dreams or someone’s consciousness.

Magic to interfere with a person’s thoughts or ideas has not been created.

Creating something new like that would be quite difficult, I think.

“Well, he knows it’s difficult, but. . .

He doesn’t want to send Princess back to that tower, that’s all.”

“Send me back? In a dream, right?”

“It’s a dream, but it’s a memory of actually living there.

Wouldn’t that be like experiencing painful things all over again?”

“. . .”

Having nightmares means that’s true, I guess.

I feel guilty for worrying them, but there’s nothing I can do about it myself.

“Ah, I’m not blaming you.

We just feel helpless, that’s all.”

“You two aren’t helpless at all!”

“. . .We are helpless. I don’t want to just watch when Princess is suffering.

Come on, you can say it when it’s painful, okay?

We know about you being a witch, and there are no more secrets, right?

You don’t have to endure anymore.”

“I don’t have to endure. . .? Was I. . .enduring?”

“You were.”

What was I enduring? But if Chris says so, then it must be true.

Even now, as I’m held tightly and allowed to depend on them like this,

I wonder what I was trying to endure.

“. . .If, by some chance, something really were to happen,

And if the princess were to enter the tower again.”

Hearing that I might go back into the tower, my body involuntarily flinches.

I shudder at the thought of going back into that tower.

. . .That’s right. I’m still scared.

The nothingness, the silence, it’s slowly hurting me.

A space where only the sound of my breathing echoes. . .continuously, without end.

I don’t want to go back to that tower.

“Ah, sorry. Don’t be scared.

I shouldn’t have said that, even as an example.”

“. . .It’s okay.”

It’s okay; I’m not in the tower now.

I can hear Chris’ voice. I can feel his warmth from the arms holding me.

I’m not alone. . .I’m not alone. I keep telling myself.

“See, don’t endure. You remembered something unpleasant.

You felt painful. . . It’s okay to say that.

I just wanted you to know that we won’t leave you alone anymore, Princess.

Even if you have to go into the tower, you won’t be alone this time.”


“We’ll go in with you, Kyle and I.”


Kyle and him will also enter the tower, the three of us in that tower?

I look at Chris, wondering what he’s talking about, and he’s more serious than usual.

He’s not joking.

“I promised, didn’t I? I’ll always be by your side.

No matter what happens.”

“Really? The tower is narrow, isn’t it?”

“It would be even more cramped if there were three of us.”

“There’s nothing to do, is there?”

“Why not study magic? It would be interesting if the three of us did it, don’t you think?”

“. . . It’s painful, lonely, and hurts.”

“Even if I and Kyle are there?”

If there were three of us. If life in that tower had been with three people.

It surely wouldn’t have been painful.

I think we could have overcome anything. . .

“Really, with the three of us?”

“Yes. It’s true. So, you can relax now.

You won’t be alone anymore.”

“. . . . . .Yeah.”

I’m sure I’ll dream of that tower again.

It’s not something that can be forgotten with just words.

But. . . even if the past can’t be changed, the future can.

“Let’s go to sleep. You can wake me up if something happens.”


As we lay down holding hands, Kyle reached out to me from the opposite side.

I thought Kyle had woken up, but he seemed to be fast asleep.

He must have reached out to me in his sleep.

The regular sound of breathing from both sides, and

Breathing in sync with that sound, I too fell asleep before I knew it.

When I woke up, it was the final day of the deadline for war with Kokodia, the seventh morning.

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