Princess Guest, lying inside the glass coffin, truly did not look like a dead person. Her face was peaceful as if she had fallen into a long sleep, and even the vivid crimson of her lips remained. Because she looked just like a woman whose time had momentarily stopped in sleep, the many people attending the princess's funeral felt even more grief-stricken.

As the funeral mass ended, the lid of Guest's coffin, adorned with hundreds of lilies, began to close. There was no rush. Slowly, so that the princess's body could take the warmth of this world with her until the very end.

.........!!!

The servant closing the coffin was so startled he almost dropped the lid. This was because the princess's eyelids trembling once was captured perfectly on the servant's retinas. He blinked hard and shook his head, but it was the same.

.........The Princess, the Princess has awakened!

The servant shouted loudly. Even the skeptical mourners shed tears of joy, blessing the princess's miraculous resurrection, but as soon as Guest opened her eyes, she quietly rolled her tongue inside her mouth. To check if the fishy sweetness of that poisoned apple still remained.

While staring straight at the man watching me from the very back of the hall.