"Where am I supposed to find you... Shirou...?"
Half an hour had passed since the summoning ritual failed.
Morgan finally came to her senses. Her trembling legs barely supported her as she struggled to stand.
"Ugh...!"
She nearly collapsed several times during the process, but still forced herself out of the Old Royal Palace.
"Shirou... Shirou..."
Tears poured endlessly from the Fae Queen's eyes.
She was barefoot. Her beautiful, flawless feet had been scratched by weeds and numbed by the frozen ground.
But no matter how much it hurt, Morgan could no longer feel it.
She searched aimlessly in every direction, hoping to catch sight of Shirou.
Where did you go?
Should I go left, or right?
Morgan arrived at a nearby forest.
The forest's fairies and beasts were startled when they saw the Fae Queen, looking as though she had lost her soul.
But Morgan ignored them and simply searched through the forest with her head lowered.
When they were young, Shirou often secretly led Morgan out of the palace to play in this forest.
Here, Shirou had once taken her hand and run with her all the way through the woods. It was a beautiful memory she could never forget.
But even after coming here, she found nothing.
Afterward, Morgan went to more places that held memories of them.
She went to the place where she had taught him about herbs.
She went to the lakeside where he had taught her to swim.
The Queen searched nearly every place she remembered, but still found no trace that Shirou had ever been there.
"Wuuu...! Wuuu...!"
As time passed, despair gradually settled in the Queen's heart.
Could it be that I'll never see him again?
This terrifying thought slowly took root in her mind.
Morgan shook her head, unwilling to