After finalizing the plan to hunt demonic beasts, the witches went back to their rooms to rest and wait for the banquet to begin. Roland asked Iffy to stay alone.
"There's something I want to tell you in case you're unprepared." He said as softly as possible, "I remember you once said that you had a friend named Annie before you were taken in by the Bloodfang Association, right?"
"Yes... Your Majesty." Iffy blinked as if she did not understand why he suddenly mentioned this.
"Among the witches who went to Graycastle from the Kingdom of Dawn, except for the Taquila survivor who pretended to be a maid, the rest were all from the Kingdom of Wolfheart."
Iffy's eyes widened. "Your Majesty, you mean..."
Roland nodded. "One of them was called Annie, and she was also rejected by the Bloodfang Association."
Iffy was stunned. After a while, she murmured, "Is, is this true?"
At this moment, Iffy's face was not only filled with joy, but also with guilt and worry. Perhaps she was still blaming herself for not choosing to leave with Annie.
This was also the reason why he did not plan to surprise the two of them. He was not sure how Annie felt about Iffy. If she bore a grudge against the witch of the Bloodfang Association who had left her, it would be awkward when the reunion turned into a fight.
"3009," Roland said.
"What?"
"3009, her room number." He exhaled. "At least for now, she's very close to your description. And if you want to know the answer, you can go and have a look yourself. "
Iffy was silent for a moment, and then bowed deeply to him. "I understand, Your Majesty. Thank you!"
"Go. Sometimes, time dilutes everything."
"Yes!"
Watching her hurriedly run out of the parlor, Roland touched his chin. "This is as far as I can help you," he thought.
*****
"Room number nine on the third floor, room number nine on the third floor..." Iffy murmured the room number while running toward the Witch Building, ignoring Softfeathers and Nightfall's questioning. Passing through the snow-covered back garden and the snow-covered olive grove, she went up the stairs and soon arrived at the third floor.
However, the closer she got to her destination, the slower her footsteps became.
The uneasiness in his heart was also growing.
When they traveled together, Annie took care of her all the way to Archduke Island. However, when she learned that Annie could not join the Bloodfang Association, she did not insist on staying. This sense of guilt had been tormenting her, especially after she thought that Annie had died in the Kingdom of Wolfheart. She had been unable to sleep for a long time. In the end, she vented her hatred on the nobles. She pretended to be strong and fearless, but it was just a shell to hide the regret in her heart.
But now, this shell could no longer protect her.
She instinctively felt fear.
What would she do if Annie didn't forgive her?
Iffy stood at the door but did not dare to knock.
"I knew you'd be like this." A voice suddenly rang out beside her, startling her. Lowering his head, he discovered that the short Underworld Feathers had unknowingly appeared beside him. Twilight was also standing in the corridor, panting heavily.
They seemed to be worried about her, so Iffy could not help feeling warm in her heart.
"Whenever it's related to Annie, you're always like a different person."
"You... all heard it?"
"Of course. How could we not eavesdrop when His Majesty asked you to talk alone..." The little girl curled her lips. "If he wants to threaten you, we can also guard the door for him, can't we?"
"How can you help me like this?" Iffy did not know whether to laugh or cry. The nervousness in her heart was also somewhat alleviated. "You're actually here to laugh at me!"
"It's about time." Underworld Feathers shrugged. "Are you ready?"
"Ready... for what?"
Bang! Bang! Before she could react, the little girl had already hammered the door several times and then ran towards Twilight. "Remember, just say what you want to say!"
"No, wait..."
However, it was too late. Footsteps were heard behind the door. In an instant, Iffy felt her whole body stiffen.
With a click, the door was pushed open, and a tall witch appeared in front of her.
It was Annie who opened the door.
Iffy would never forget her face.
Her sharp eyes, slightly raised eyebrows, and the tenderness of caring for her companions were hidden under the determined face. Iffy had thought that she would never see Annie again and was afraid that she would forget her appearance sooner or later. However, when they met again, she found that her figure was only temporarily covered by the dust. When she came out again, she was as bright as a new one.
Time seemed to stop at this moment.
"Annie, I'm tired..."
"Annie, you go alone. "
"Why can't Annie stay?" "
"No, I... want to be with Annie..."
Fragments of memories kept appearing in her mind, and her outer shell collapsed. It was as if she had returned to the past and became that helpless and hesitant girl again. She wanted to greet Annie, but she could not say a word. She opened her mouth, and her eyes inexplicably became wet.
In the end, Iffy could not stop this sour feeling. She hugged Annie, sobbed softly, and then burst into tears.
"I'm sorry... sob... Annie... I'm sorry..."
Beasts never cried.
From this moment on, she was no longer a beast.
*****
Annie was still a little stunned.
When she opened the door, she did not remember who the witch standing outside the door was. She only felt that the witch looked very familiar. It was not until the witch hugged her and apologized in tears that the experience of traveling to the Bloodfang Association reappeared in her mind.
It was impossible to say that there was no resentment in her heart. Even when the Bloodfang Association tried to sell her to the nobles, part of the anger of being betrayed was transferred to Iffy.
However, seeing her crying uncontrollably, Annie suddenly felt that all the resentment disappeared. At that time, Iffy was as thin as a monkey, with a face full of mud, and always looked timid. It was probably impossible for her to resist the order of the Bloodfang Association and stay regardless of anything.
Annie sighed, stretched out her hands, and gently hugged Iffy. "... I don't blame you."
Hearing this, Iffy trembled slightly and cried even louder.
…
After an hour, she gradually calmed down.
It was also during this process that Annie learned the whole story of the Bloodfang Association. When she learned that the mastermind, Earl Morgan, was dead and the other witches were no longer under the control of the Bloodfang Association, the twisted knot in her heart was finally released. And it was Roland Wimbledon and his sister, Princess Tilly, who had solved all these problems.
Things seemed to be changing for the better.
Looking at Iffy, who had fallen asleep in her arms after crying, and then at the curious faces of Amy and the others, Annie made up her mind.
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