Evan, having recovered his health, quickly returned to his daily routine.

“Thank goodness nothing serious happened.”

Only after Evan had awakened and a week had passed could he somewhat let his guard down.

But he still had to be careful with controlling his magic.

Evan seemed to have become more cautious in learning magic after understanding Mikhail’s explanation.

Everything was peaceful.

If anything had changed, it was my dream.

“The rules have changed.”

This was after Hayang became able to speak.

I was now able to bring more items into this place.

“It’s a gift.”

Hayang, who could now speak, came downstairs with a large box.

“What is this?”

“Put anything you want in this box, and you can take it all with you.”

I was skeptical but had no choice but to experience it myself.

Upon waking up from the dream, all the items I had put in the box were on my bed.

“Of course it’s a good thing, but—”

The limited number of items I could bring was one big reason why I couldn’t expand the business.

Regardless, Hayang remained suspicious.

“He runs away whenever I try to ask something.”

I wonder if he thought it was a game of tag, laughing cheekily.

“It’s definitely related.”

It has to do with why I became immersed in the book.

What could it be? I was lost in thought.

Knock knock.

I turned my head at the sound of a cheerful knock.

“Come in?”

“Aileen, we’re here!”

Entering through the door were Louis and Evan.

“Did you come to visit?”

“Yes! Oh, what’s this?”

Louis, who ran over, was pointing at a stuffed bear.

“Oh, it was a gift from the Duke.”

It was that cursed doll he gave me when we went to the street festival.

“It seems less scary the more I look at it.”

So I flipped it over at night and put it by the sunny window during the day for a sort of purification ritual.

“It looks like Aileen!”

Was that a compliment or an insult?

“If you consider the fur and eye color, then anyone could look like it.”

We both spoke so similarly that one might think we were siblings.

“What about other similarities, aside from the color?”

“Everything’s similar. It’s totally Aileen.”

I shouldn’t have asked.

While Louis and I were having an argument over the stuffed bear, Evan, who had been standing still, came over and tugged on my clothes.

“Aileen, do you have a moment?”

“Of course. What is it?”

“I have something to show you. Follow me.”

The place we arrived at was a household magic circle.

“I wanted to show you something.”

Evan had promised to use magic only on the magic circle until he could properly control it.

He led me to the center and spread his magic from both hands.

What bloomed in the child’s hands was a large snowflake.

“I’ll give you this.”

“It’s so beautiful.”

It looked like an ice sculpture.

And because it was made with magic, it didn’t melt immediately.

“So that’s why you called me.”

I had been worried that there might be another problem, but I never expected to receive such a gift.

“Thank you for the wonderful gift, Evan.”

Upon hearing my words, Evan blushed at the tips of his ears.

“…Mikhail said that because I have a lot of magic, if I manage it well, I can even make it snow.”

“That’s amazing!”

“I’ll learn well and show you.”

He was completely different from the original character who used magic for killing.

“The joy of raising a child must be something like this.”

I wonder if this is what you call emotional richness.

I gently kissed Evan’s forehead.

“I’ll be waiting.”

“…Yeah.”

With that, Louis tugged on me.

“I also want to show you something I made!”

“Let’s see it!”

What Louis brought was a hairpin with a white flower attached.

“It’s an accessory?”

“Yes, I’ve cast magic on it.”

Upon closer inspection, a magic stone was embedded in the center of the flower.

“Look closely.”

As Louis touched the flower, a yellow light sparkled and circled around the white flower.

“It’s like butterflies are flying around.”

“Mikhail says I have a talent for creating magical tools.”

“That’s amazing! Our Louis is a genius, so you’ll be great at anything!”
The twins, both royalty, held the same magic power but had different skills in utilizing it.

It was a moment that revealed the power of education.

“I’ll put it in myself!”

“Alright.”

As I lowered my posture, a fernlike hand touched my hair.

“It’s done! It looks great!”

“Thank you, Louis.”

I felt a little embarrassed when Louis clapped.

‘I guess I am too old for this kind of thing.’

The first gift from Louis, and seeing him happier made my mood rise too.

On the other hand, the snowflake I was holding was melting.

Evan looked anxiously at the ice shard disappearing from my hand.

“If what you gave disappears, isn’t it the same as not giving?”

Evan’s normally lifted eyebrows dropped.

“I’ll try to make it not melt next time.”

“No, Evan. It hasn’t disappeared; it’s melted into my memories.”

“In your memories?”

I stroked Evan’s head as I spoke.

“Yes. It’s the same as owning it as long as I remember.”

What was most important was to recall this joyful and happy moment.

“……Alright, I understand.”