Butterfly Nebula
P R O L O G

"Butterfly Nebula, I want to see it!"

Archer was silent, his hands were busy playing the glowing grains of sand with his magic.

"Very beautiful, beautiful and awesome" cried Alana again. He stared in amazement at Archer's glowing sand, the sand that illuminated them in the darkness of this prison.

"It's late. Go back to your room, Alana" Archer said. Alana pursed her lips. Mood destroyer, grumbled Alana. By the way, this young man had also always chased him away. Always and glad to throw him out.

"Lately, your knight has tightened his guard. Renee told me to always remind you" continued Archer. This time, her magic moved to illuminate Alana's face completely slowly. Alana just grunts.

"You know, I intend to talk to Dad about it. About this prison and you. I can't stand not asking." Alana, refusing to go back. Archer breathed heavily. It would be a big deal if the King found out that his only daughter was always visiting palace prisoners like her. Always, ever since this girl found herself eleven years ago.

"I'll ask you to release me. Anyway, what the fuck! Your magic power is so random, the sand glows, it grows small flowers, it creates dry root roots. What is dangerous? You can't even break the iron of this prison." Alana protest. The protest was for his father who always said that the old building was a monster prison. What monster? There was only a cold-hearted young man who was 3 years old above him. Youth maniac cake and sweet food just like him.

"Hurry back to your room, Princess." Get rid of Archer again, reaching and tugging at Alana's hand with the sand of light. The girl grumbled, and gave up. He then waved his hand before finally disappearing behind the iron door.

Archer stared at the door for a moment, then leaned his back against the wall so cold. An 11-year-old silence has passed, ever since he was first startled by the arrival of the little girl named Alana. The silence was no longer familiar to him. Archer always felt more familiar with Alana's grumbling, Alana's crying, Alana's laughter, even the beautiful girl's curse.

Such was Alana's innocent face at their first meeting. With a face and a dress covered in chocolate. Not only that, the little Archer was again surprised by his arrival again to bring him a chocolate.

Silly, Inner Archer.

Archer of course realized, that the little girl was Princess Alana. What he never thought about was, how could the girl find him in this prison? How could that only royal princess play so far away to get to this prison? Or is the girl very overactive? Why does she get to see him every day? and again, why did Renee - the royal servant - support this little girl's stupidity? It seems that the waiter has always supported Alana in every way, and made herself the girl's best Crime Partner. Finally, Archer concluded that Renee was more loyal to Alana than to the King and the kingdom. To hell with that, Alana will still be fine. Archer doesn't need to know the waiter's motives as long as Alana's okay. If something happens, he himself will get rid of the servant.

"Butterfly nebel..."Murmuring Archer slowly. For the umpteenth time - since the last few years -, the girl again said she wanted to see it. Of course it is impossible.They are on earth, which is a very far distance from the celestial object. Archer doesn't even know, is there some kind of technology that can help them see it? Or, is there some kind of magic to see it? Archer is almost out of his mind, thinking of a way to fulfill Alana's request. Looking at the star binoculars, the beautiful girl was not satisfied. Though Alana herself knew, it was impossible for her to see him directly. The only thing Archer thought about was creating those nebulae. I don't know, actually Archer himself does not have this kind of magic ability.

Creating just a few grains of light sand is difficult, Archer snorted.

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