Earl and Fairy: Volume 7 [Parts 1 to 4] by Mizue Tani

Author:Mizue Tani
Language: eng
Format: epub

The Premonition

After a spell of bawling her eyes out, the banshee eventually fell asleep on the sofa. The merrow had returned to the sea, restoring the view through the window to its wintry state. Edgar gazed out over it in gloomy silence, propping his chin up on his hand. Perhaps being rejected as the banshee’s master had proven a real shock to him. Lydia’s mild concern kept her in the reception room.

“I would suggest the banshee be allowed to rest in a separate room,” Paul said, and Edgar nodded. “Miss Carlton, all she has done is cry and fall asleep repeatedly. You don’t suppose she is ill, do you?”

“No, I don’t think there is anything wrong.”

“It is difficult to believe she is a fairy. She looks like an ordinary human girl to me.”

“That might be because banshees were human beings at one point. And this one has lost her memories associated with being a banshee, so perhaps she is all the more human as a result.”

A small smile appeared on Paul’s face. “And yet she is as light as a feather.”

As Lydia watched him carry the fairy away to another room, she thought about whether there was anything she could do. Ideally, the banshee would accept Edgar as the Blue Knight Earl and regain her memories. It was the lack of power she felt from him that was preventing her from doing that. Lydia worked as his fairy doctor in order to make up for his shortcomings in that regard. However, thinking of Ulyssess, their adversary who did carry the Blue Knight Earl’s blood, never failed to dampen her spirits. She struggled to see how she could be of any use in the fight against him.

The reception room floor was littered with the banshee’s amber tears. Edgar and Paul were both able to perceive the fairy, whose history meant she was probably used to maintaining a form visible to the human eye. The only proof that she wasn’t human herself was these beads of amber. Lydia picked one up, her chest stirring anxiously.

“What would you like me to do with these, my lord?” Raven asked. He was gathering up the beads himself.

“I wonder whether there are enough to make a necklace,” Edgar said, partly in jest.

“You mustn’t.” Lydia hesitated. “These are tears of sadness. Nothing good can come of keeping them.”

“Incidentally, Lydia, didn’t you say that banshees cry when they foresee the death of someone in their family?”

“Yes, but that isn’t the only reason for their tears. It doesn’t seem to be why this one is crying, at least. Oh, I know! Try burning the amber. If it burns, that means it hasn’t been imbued with fairy magic.”

Edgar nodded, and Raven tossed the beads he had collected into the fireplace. They quickly caught alight and burned. Relief washed over Lydia. Clearly, she had been worrying too much. Her lack of knowledge about everything had unsettled her heart. That was probably the main cause of her anxiety.

“Edgar, I promise to unseal the banshee’s memories.

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