Shirou, who returned from the Fairy Kingdom

When I was betrayed by my father and teacher, I survived alone, so why should I fall into self-doubt?

I am Queen Morgan, the great savior of Britain, and no one can control my destiny—

"Hmm? There seems to be something under the pillow..."

Morgan reached under the pillow and pulled out the ball of yarn—

It was a tattered, worn-out cloth dog doll that was almost unbearable to look at.

"Hey……"

Morgan's voice trembled, his mind went blank.

This puppy plush toy "used to be" Morgan's favorite toy.

When she was still a sheltered princess, Morgan would always hold it and confide her troubles and joys to it.

As Morgan embarks on his own adventure in Ash's name and discovers the vast world outside, the doll is gradually neglected.

The doll originated from a fairy tale she read in her childhood.

An anthropomorphic dog who loves to cook, who transforms into a knight to protect others in times of crisis, was Morgan's "former" favorite character.

Then, its name seems to be called—

"shi...rou...wait, what is this pronunciation...?"

The Queen murmured, savored, and confirmed the nostalgic sound over and over again.

"Shirou...Shirou...Shirou...Shirou Shirou Shirou Shirou Shirou...Ah!!!"

Morgan clutched his head.

Then, fragmented memories, like bubbles, seeped into my mind little by little.

"Ah...ah..."

The nail dug into the skin.

Tears began to freeze in my eyes.

Morgan clutched his heart tightly.

An unbearable, stabbing pain shot through my chest, but deeper—

Compared to the pain on a spiritual level, physical pain is utterly insignificant.

Shirou.

Something I can never forget... my beloved younger brother.

More important than anything else... is my beloved husband.

How can it be……

Why……

The Queen thought with regret, "How could I have forgotten Shirou's existence?!"

An overwhelming sense of regret and guilt overwhelmed Morgan.

Did I really spend decades smugly and nonchalantly forgetting about him?!

"Ugh...!"

Morgan hugged the doll that symbolized the red-haired boy tightly, trying to get up but falling heavily because her legs gave way.

"Shirou... what's going on..."

The image of the icy beauty, maintained for decades to reflect the king's majesty, has now vanished.

The Queen lay sprawled on the bed in a disheveled state, her fingers flailing wildly and her body twisting and turning.

"Shirou...where did you go...waaaah..."

Morgan burst into tears like a helpless child.

"...my husband...my brother..."

In her small world, where she was all alone, her cries echoed.

"Shirou... I'll die without you..."

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Volume 1, Chapter 107: You'll respond to me, won't you?

Morgan's memories began to return.

Even though these memories conflicted with her understanding, she still firmly believed that they were real memories.

She once had a younger brother and a husband named Shirou.

However, no one knows what happened now; Shirou's existence seems to have been erased and disappeared.

Morgan could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion, but one thing was certain—

The Shirou she deeply loved was a real person.

That boy who always put Morgan's happiness first.

She always depended on him, and he always responded to her...

But now he has disappeared from her life.

Morgan's emotions began to erupt.

She began to feel anger toward the world itself.

Shirou is not human from this world...

So, did he disappear because he was incompatible with the world and was therefore rejected?

In a daze, Morgan suddenly remembered a question Shirou had once asked her—about her dream.

Morgan replied proudly that her dream was Britain.

Nothing is more important than ruling Britain, nothing is more important than saving Britain.

The happiest thing is to be Queen of Britain.

wrong!

That's all a lie!

As long as Shirou is by her side, she is the happiest person in the world.

My current happiness is not true happiness at all.

What if you become a queen admired and worshipped by everyone?

What good is saving Britain and establishing an eternal kingdom?

Without Shirou, it's all meaningless!

in case……

Morgan thought desperately: If it's going to turn out like this, then I don't want to be involved...

Please don't let me meet Shirou.

If one has never seen sunlight, perhaps one can endure the darkness.

But now it won't work.

Morgan couldn't bear a world without Shirou, not even for a second.

"Shirou...Shirou..."

The Queen jumped off the bed, clutching the doll, and rushed out of the room.

She ran aimlessly down the corridors, searching for that person in the old palace.

The Queen walked barefoot on the cold tiles, getting her feet dirty, but she didn't care.

"My little brother... don't leave me alone..."

Morgan rushed to the room where Shirou had lived as a child, a place she remembered.

"My husband...are you there? If you are, please answer me?"

The door opened, but it was just a storage room without even any furniture.

In this world, there is absolutely no proof that Shirou ever existed.

If all of this is a dream, it's definitely not a pleasant dream, but the worst kind of nightmare.

"Shirou? Where have you been hiding? Are you joking with your sister again?"

Morgan muttered to himself as he looked into the empty room.

"Say something! Shirou! How much more do you want me to worry! You idiot... Waaah... Please... Please... Answer me..."

Of course, there was no way any response could come to her.

Morgan stared at the puppy doll in his hand, and after a long silence, he made a decision.

She is now out of options and has been driven to a dead end.

The Fairy Queen's body began to be enveloped in magic, and a huge magic circle appeared beneath her feet.

"Come back to me... Shirou!"

Evil magic flowed from the witch's fingertips into the doll, turning it black.

This is black magic—

By placing a curse on a doll that embodies Morgan's longing and shares the same name as Shirou, the other party is forced to summon a spirit.

With the power Morgan currently possesses, he could also forcibly summon someone from the Throne of Heroes.

"I'm here... Shirou... my husband... come back... my brother... let me see you one more time..."

This was actually a forbidden method that Morgan absolutely did not want to use.

As the witch who controls the witch, she has no desire to use dark magic on Shirou.

but……

It's better than doing nothing.

Even the most vicious curse is better than never seeing your beloved boy again, as long as it can bring him back.

Resentment flickered in Morgan's blue eyes.

...Shirou was also at fault.

They abandoned me without a word.

We had clearly agreed to go to Avalon together sometime.

big liar.

You are mine...

Your body and soul belong to me...

Your tenderness, your love... they are all mine...

Don't you dare escape... I won't let you escape!!!

however--

Morgan's black magic did not work.

"how come……"

Morgan staggered and fell to the ground.

Shirou was not present.

"Where did you go...?"

Morgan muttered to himself as if he had lost his soul.