The story of how I, who became the beloved child of Winter Fenrir, was healed from despair

80: Last Epilogue [Michela’s Perspective]

[Winter Fenrir Epilogue: 10]

(Michela’s View)

With skin as translucent as snow, large blue eyes, and silver hair that fades to cherry blossom pink at the tips, our Winter Princess, El, stands before us.

Her wolf ears sway gently.

El’s smile is as beautiful as a scent of happiness!

As everyone stares at the thin ice in astonishment, El opens her mouth, revealing her sharp canine teeth gleaming.

“Nice to meet you. I am El, the Winter Princess currently studying as a magic wolf of the Felsnow Kingdom.”

I could see the diplomats straightening their backs at El’s smooth and fluent speech.

El can speak like a diplomat, unlike the other magical beasts.

However, it’s clear she is trying to cover her otherness with sincerity. And she’s beautiful. Wonderful. I like her.

“Everyone, how was this winter for you? With the help of the current Fenrir, I offered my utmost prayers as the Winter Princess. I hope this winter will be a blessing for you all. I will continue to study to ensure I can properly call forth winter in the coming year. Thank you for your continued support.”

As El concluded, like a model,

“I will support you, so there’s no need to worry,”

Fenrir’s voice popped up unexpectedly from the side.

It’s no wonder everyone’s jaws dropped!

The two glamorous magic wolves standing side by side are as beautiful as a painting.

Moreover, there’s a sweet atmosphere surrounding them.

El and the others must be able to see the conference room visuals.

I waved at El.

To my delight, she shyly waved back.

I could hear the royal family and diplomats clutching their hearts in surprise; I’ve memorized their faces!

I feel we could become good allies. Let’s recruit them for our fan club later!

I could hear Grea’s proud snorting and couldn’t help but smile.

After thanking the fairy kings, I ended the communication.

“Wow, the color of the Winter Princess’s nails truly reflects the blessing of winter. That must be essential for her succession, right?”

The prince of the Empire murmured with a somewhat flushed voice.

“Yes, El has already resolved to live in our world.”

“Didn’t she initially have any resolve?”

“She was ‘lost.’ She didn’t transfer here willingly.”

“Would you like to tell me more?”

“Of course.”

I focused my gaze intently, like aiming an arrow.

The prince from the Green Country was clutching his chest as if it were throbbing painfully, his pale face unlike any other.

So, are you prepared for this?

“The Green Country will explain it to you. — It’s your turn.”