Tearmoon Empire Story

Epilogue Happy Dreams Continue

One blink… two, three…

Blurred vision.

While rubbing her eyelids, she wakes up quietly.

The Empire Empress, Meabel Luna Tiamoon, yawned one by one and then looked around.

– Is that it? Where is it?

What I saw was a large, luxurious room.

Me Abel was lying on a large bed placed in the room.

It’s like a fluffy, fluffy bed blanket… hmm, one more night…

When I almost fell down… I suddenly remembered.

An old castle of snakes, an evil chapel, shooting myself with arrows…!

“Nh! Kh, neck, neck!?”

Hurry up and touch your neck, but there’s no arrow stuck anywhere…

“Ah… what? Er…”

And then, looking around again… I noticed Me Abel.I wonder where it is…

“This is the White Moon Palace. Meer, your grandmother’s room…?”

Ever since I was a kid, when I was in trouble, I sneaked into hiding, which is where I hid the most.If you run away, your sweet grandmother will always help you.

“Yes, I’m Meabel Luna Tiamoon. The Empress of the Empire, the granddaughter of the glorious Empire….”

She had a solid memory.As the princess of the Empire, I remember growing up in the White Moon Palace surrounded by loved ones.

This is the capital of the Empire. The capital of the Tiamoon Empire.Therefore, there can’t be any memories of the abandoned Imperial Capital, and there can’t be any memories of life in the favelas there…

So….

“Was it a dream…?But in that case…. ”

“Well, Belle, you were here after all….”

At first glance, a woman stood at the entrance to the room.

My beloved grandmother… stood there with her long stretched spine, long beautiful hair, an old and still dazzling Imperial moon, and the Empire’s wisdom, Mia Luna Tiamoon.

“Ludwig was looking for you.You can’t run away while you’re studying.Study is a matter of life.If you memorize everything… ”

“Ah, Meer, grandmother… me…”

Hearing that voice, Meer leaned her neck tightly.

“Me….?”

“Ah….”

Me Abel pressed her mouth in a hurry.

“Ah, that… me? That’s weird.Ahahah, I’m kind of being pulled into a dream.It’s me, isn’t it? ”

Memories in your head and dreams.

Strangely, both of them felt like true to me… both of them… loved me…

“You know, Meer, grandmother, I had a very strange and fun dream.Meer, when your grandmother was young, she dreamed of going there and adventuring.Living at St. Noel School, my younger sisters, Abel’s grandfather, Theon the Libra King, my loyal cousin Keithwood, Anne’s mother, Ellis’ mother, Miss Ludwig… and Lina…! ”

After saying it with excitement, Me Abel laughed joyfully.

“It was such a lovely dream.Ufufu, this is a really fun dream… and I want to stay there forever…It’s weird, it’s just a dream…. ”

Then Me Abel stroked her neck.

“Me, I died with an arrow on my neck.It’s strange to go to such a dangerous place even though you’re a princess.Strange dream….. ”

And at that time. Me Abel noticed.The feeling of a string on your neck.And like a lump of hair that feels stiff around your chest…

I pulled the string and pulled it out of my collar… with an old, little horse amulet (trojan)…

“… this is…”

There was a vivid resurrection in front of me.

Receiving it, my best friend’s face smiles with great happiness in front of me…

She noticed when she raised her face.

My grandmother was staring at me with a very gentle smile….

Emotionally, Mia wrinkled her eyes.

“Yes… you were connected to today that day…”

Then my grandmother sat quietly next to me.

“Meer grandmother… me…”

And so, Meer hugged Bell’s head.

I’ve been hugged by my grandmother many times… but I wonder why, Belle feels like it’s really nostalgic…

“Welcome back, Belle. I hope I keep my promise to you….”

“Promise…?”

“Yes. Promise. Promise of a distant day…Is this world… ready to be the continuation of your dreams?Did I not end your dream? ”

“Ah….”

Remember.

The landscape that floats behind the eyelids.

The face of my grandmother on a young day.

“I will not end your dream,” he said with a strong heart.The voice you promised me…

“Meer, onee-sama….”

“Let’s talk slowly. What happened after that?And from now on… I have a lot to tell you… but… ”

And so, Meer smiles like a prank.

“Should I call everyone before I do that?I’m sure everybody wants to talk to you too. ”

Once again, from grandmother to grandchild… the gentle time is inherited.

It’s a continuation of the happy dreams Bell had.

It was a rich fruit form that Mia, the princess of the truncation platform, had sown and cherished.