Azphira Tales

Clobellina carried herself with a heavy sense of importance. She acted as if she were about to reveal a secret of life or death. [Roserikta] "What is it?" [Clobell] "Listen, we have to fight the black witch now. Don't we?" [Roserikta] "Yes. That's right." [Clobell] "Strength is the foundation of any fight. If you only eat greens, your stamina will vanish. So, feed me better...…" Roserikta fought the urge to stare at the cat's bulging belly. [Clobell] "Why are you looking at m

[Roserikta] "Sob, sob" In the dream, Roserikta wept. Tears rolled down her face without stopping. The sight of her own crying self felt pitiful. She was never the type to cry easily, so why were these tears falling? She looked young, perhaps not even ten years old. Even then, she lived with her grandmother. She wore a stiff, fresh witch’s dress with a clean apron tied neatly around her waist. [Grandma] "Rosie." She approached from behind. Grandma...... Even in her sleep, Rose

[Roserikta] "Huh? It opened quite easily." She tilted her head, her eyes wide with feigned innocence. Her performance hit the mark, forcing the guards to exchange puzzled looks. [Guard] "Then what the Captain said was......" [Roserikta] "Oh, the Captain? Is he feeling alright?" She pivoted the conversation instantly. Making Eaton a patient provided the cleanest exit from this mess. She reached out with exaggerated concern, pressing her palms against Eaton’s cheeks and forehea

[Crow] "This is a frightening matter. If a black witch lives here, she will surely bring harm to our forest soon." She asked a question. [Roserikta] "Has anything happened before? Anything that might reveal a black witch?" [Crow] "No. Nothing unusual caught our attention. It is possible, perhaps she only arrived here recently." If a black witch used magic to stay young forever, she had to move constantly to avoid suspicion. [Roserikta] "That makes sense. Tell everyone to be c

[Clobell] "These are definitely bones." She wore an expression Roserikta had never seen before—heavy and bitter. [Clobell] "She was just a kitten. Look how small these bones are." The shape differed clearly from human remains. Clobellina stared into the box and reached out a dark paw to touch the tiny, rounded skull. [Roserikta] "Don't, Clobell." She lunged forward and grabbed the cat. [Clobell] "Why not?" [Roserikta] "We don't know what kind of spell she used. Black magic mi

She pointed toward the outside. [Roserikta] "Clobell. Can you jump down from here?" Clobellina hopped onto the terrace railing and peered over the edge. [Clobell] "To that window ledge?" [Roserikta] "Yes." [Clobell] "That is child's play for a cat." [Roserikta] "Then go down and open the window. I hope it isn't locked." [Clobell] "Watch me." She leaped gracefully through the air like a butterfly and landed perfectly on the lower ledge. She used a paw to push and pull at the g

Accessing the secrets of the Gibero family proved difficult. Creak. The moment she carefully opened her door, a figure loomed over her. [Eaton] "Where are you going?" [Roserikta] "Oh! You startled me." She stumbled back. Eaton, the Captain of the Royal Guard, stood before her. His massive frame, nearly as tall as Kalart's, blocked her path like a stone wall. [Roserikta] "I... I have something to tell His Highness." She hadn't expected a guard, so her excuse sounded weak. Stil

Who is this woman? Instinct screamed. This beauty didn't belong to a human. It was too absurd, too impossible. Logic failed. Reality crumbled. Is she a witch? That was the problem. Roserikta detected no lunar energy from the beautiful Countess. Every witch carried the moon's essence—the source of their power—regardless of whether they were born under its direct light. A witch without lunar energy? No, that is impossible. She stared at Countess Gibero as she descended the stai

Reality rushed back. Roserikta whipped her head around and glared at Clobellina. The attempt failed to intimidate; her face burned red as a ripe apple, and her eyes remained dazed. [Roserikta] "Clobell. Why are you...... being so loud? It is rude to His Highness." [Clobell] "Rude? Please. Does he even care about me? His love is light as a feather. It already drifted away." [Roserikta] "Clobell. Stop being mean." [Clobell] "Good grief, I'm just stating the obvious. Just kiss h

[Clobell] "My mood is sour. This tastes like betrayal." The return trip carried the same passengers: one human and two cats. The white cat remained silent inside its lidded basket, just as it had during the arrival. However, the moment the carriage door clicked shut, Clobell spoke up to seize the initiative. [Clobell] "Isn't this ridiculous? The roles of host and guest have flipped entirely." [Roserikta] "What has?" Roserikta settled into her seat, smoothing the fabric of her

He muttered to himself. [Eaton] "Men infatuated with their lovers behave exactly like this. Just look at Arad. He wanders around every day with a goofy smile, missing half his mind." Tracing his thoughts, he nodded, then immediately rejected the idea. [Eaton] "If His Highness is merely going through the same phase, suspecting the cat maid is a waste of time. Besides, witches don't exist in this day and age. Sigh, I don't understand any of this." One fact remained undeniable.

[Roserikta] "This makes no sense." Her lips lost all color. [Roserikta] "Clobell wouldn't just vanish without a word. This...... This is definitely an accident." Her complexion continued to pale. Two hours had already passed since Clobellina's disappearance. [Eaton] "Isn't she a cat that freely wanders around on her own anyway? Could she be taking a nap somewhere?" [Roserikta] "Cats sleep in their usual spots. Clobell always sleeps next to me. If she were taking a nap, she wo

Roserikta hardened her expression. The effort failed entirely. Her face burned crimson. Glaring with such a flushed face only invited ridicule. [Roserikta] "I told you not to use those words. You agreed back then." Clobellina ignored her. The cunning cat clearly did it on purpose. Roserikta glared at the feline and changed the subject. [Roserikta] "Anyway, we'll find out once we break the curse." [Clobell] "Why does it work like that?" [Roserikta] "Breaking the curse means th

[Kalart] "Yes, let us go with that. Having learned the truth, I will generously forgive you and forget all your sins. How about that?" [Roserikta] "Your Highness. Not only is that untrue...... I have never......" [Kalart] "Think carefully before you answer. You are the sinner here." [Roserikta] "Because that is a lie. Furthermore, I don't understand what meaning my lying would hold, Your Highness." He chuckled, his expression cracking like ice. [Kalart] "It will please me." [

[Clobell] "Wow...... Look how he changed." Her jaw dropped as she observed Kalart's transformation. [Clobell] "Is he the same person? Did his eyes not drip with affection just from looking at me earlier? Now he stares at me like a complete stranger." Roserikta recognized that fact as well. [Roserikta] "Your Highness......? Does Clobellina look different to you now?" [Kalart] "Unfortunately." He pulled her arm, which wrapped around his shoulder, closer and nodded. [Kalart] "I

[Roserikta] "No!" She pushed through the Royal Guards and threw her arms around Kalart's neck. Instinct drove her. Her body moved before her mind could process the action. [Roserikta] "Don't do this, Your Highness. Please, Don't do this......" She finally understood his claim that his head would explode. Her own mind mirrored that chaos right now. Kalart recoiling from Clobellina was a natural reaction. With the love potion's effects gone, the cat would look as grotesque as a