Nightingale felt a tender warmth while she looked at the mild sunlight outside the window.What shall I do today? Well, it appears like there's nothing that can be done. She felt reluctant to get up as she caressed the warm rug made of goat fur. However, the thought of being by Roland's side made Nightingale hang a blissful smile on her face. She quickly got up.Just as always, she gingerly walked into the room without disturbing Roland. When she saw the seated Roland busily motioning his quill across a parchment, she noiselessly came behind him and peeked. It was, as usual, a bunch of arcane things she did not understand.My head hurts from seeing this but the way Roland looks so serious is truly mesmerizing.Roland had once mentioned that he would marry a witch as his wife.What a blissful matter. Yes, bliss.She suddenly recalled Anna, the pitiful but studious girl. Nightingale felt a tinge of jealousy. She believed that perhaps, Roland only had Anna in his heart! It was truly something that invited jealousy.Suddenly, Roland looked up and shouted, "Nightingale, are you there?" Nightingale felt joy rising in her when she heard his voice. She walked out from the shadows and repressed the pleasant surprise in her heart. She said stoically, "Your Highness, you called for me?"Roland was taken aback. "It's nothing. I wanted you beside me since you seem to be toiling all the time." With that, Nightingale accompanied Roland the entire day. She felt a sense of joy overwhelm her. Being by Roland's side was something that incurred envy among the other witches.Late at night, Nightingale gently walked out of Roland's room. She muttered, "Your Highness, I'll protect you, forever and ever!" -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------found some interesting RTW fan-fictions that were talked about in China. As a big fan of RTW, I thought someone else might like it. :P https://forum.webnovel.com/d/5323-fanfictions-for-rtw/2
