Dear friend Cordelia Gray.

Hello, do you remember? It's Arch Albert William, your ragged-shouldered friend.

You've been so high-key that I think we should slowly say hello again.

...I can't keep using it like this. I doze off in court-style letter writing class, and I don't know what to write after greeting.

Weather story?

It's a sunny summer where the wind blows gently and smells like the blood of the beast.

How are you?

You must be keeping your wrists healthy since you don't have to write a letter, right?

Is it me?

I'm in bed surrounded by people with hyperprotective disorder who burst into tears as if they broke my bones just by hearing the sound of the bed creeping. I was actually a little worried when I ordered Vader to bring me to bed today.

I knew as soon as I opened the box, your letters would pour out, as did Princess Edwina's library. Your letter was so polite that I was so proud of Veder, who was trying to convey your intention to walk and see it.

Cordelia couldn't stand my absence and put in a huge amount of letters.

He even explained that the box would explode if we delayed any longer.

By the way.

The box was empty.

It was a good thing that the old Vedermanns disappeared tactfully.

My bookshelf was empty like a box with a hole in the bottom, rather than bursting into a flood of papers. Like an empty box, my heart became empty.

What happened, my cute hustler, Coco?

I think it's time for me to ask.

Are you alive?

On the fifteenth night of the eleventh month,

Missing your many reminders, Arch Albert William.

* * *

Cordelia,

Are you sure you won't write to me forever?

Do you want to hear a story about Gumi?

If you reply right away, I'll tell you a long story about the article.

After waiting exactly an hour, your friend, Arch Albert William, is pushing once again.

* * *

His Highness Arch Albert William Rendike.

I still haven't given up the habit of writing long names when I'm in a hurry to reply.

I know, I'd like to grumble about my rushing letters like a tax reminder, but I can't even joke about losing you.

The more serious the situation is, the more I know it's the Arch Albert way of speaking, but it's hard for me to write you a pleasant letter.

Are you feeling better now?

Can you sit down?

7.15.

Cordelia Gray.

* * *

My lovely Coco

No, I can't sit down and I'm writing a letter with my mouth in my mouth.

...of course I'm sitting down. I'm holding the pen with my hand. But I can guarantee that it will be better than your handwriting even if you write it with your mouth.

By the way, Coco. Your free handwriting seems a little intimidated today. Why did you end it so small? The question mark is also shrinking. Where's my Coco, who made me cheerful with these flying commas?

I brought up the story of Arthur Gillan, but he didn't even ask me what happened.

While our bookstores were on summer vacation, did your passionate interest in me disappear?

What did you do without writing me a letter of condolence?

How's Mark doing? He's not bothering you again, is he? How far have we gone with Liam? Are you jealous of me?

Yes, if you don't reply quickly, I can bother you with more question marks.

Cheer up, Cordelia.

On the fifteenth night of the eleventh month,

Your friend, Arch Albert.

P.S. I didn't ask, but I'm telling you that I don't know anything about Arthur Gillan. I just said it to get your reply.

* * *

Silly Arch Albert

You don't know the prince, do you? The first thing I do when I come back home every evening is to check your letter in the library.

The last time you didn't hear from me, I didn't even know what was going on, and I even carried that heavy box to work.

I couldn't even put it at my feet, so I put it on my little desk and worked. Everyone glanced at my desk, but what do you want me to look at? Just because you brought a wooden box to work doesn't mean you can cut it.

After hearing that you are hurt, open the bookcase almost every 10 minutes. When I get home, I sit at my desk and read a book, not in bed, so that you can look for me.

You know what? For those of us bed readers, it's really big enough to shake our lives. Sitting down and reading books are really rubbish.

That's all. My owl prince usually sends letters at night, and the darker my heart swells. I sit with my chin on the window and look at the moon and think like this.

Even if we live in different places, I'm sure you're looking at the moon now.

Even when I meet Liam, even when he looks incredibly sexy, the first thing I think about is telling you how handsome Liam was today. It's really hopeless.

Why didn't I write a letter of consolation?

I was afraid you'd be sick again whining that you'd reply to me.

Of course, whether I do or not, you can move excitedly and jest at me in nice handwriting.

Yes, I have cherished you so much that I can reply to you as soon as you send me a letter.

But what's the point of all that?

But if something happens to you someday, I'll be helpless again.

By the time the beast snapped your arm, he'd be writing about sex again, and by the time he swallowed you, he'd be drinking at the pub with Juliet.

It makes my heart ache to think about it. I feel as if I were a woman who sent her lover to the battlefield.

Archie Albert, I love the time we spend writing to you like this, but our magic box sometimes feels so useless.

So my question mark will be discouraged. Forgive me for not being able to tell a joke.

7.15.

Cordelia Gray.

* * *

To my angel Coco.

They say that the beast does not eat people.

You eat wild boars, cows, sheep, and even deer, but you don't eat only people, right?

...if you're still trying to rip my letter, cursing me as hopeless, just hang in there for a moment. I really don't know why I talk nonsense whenever I hold a pen.

As you said, it's more my taste to turn around and joke around than to show my true feelings.

But I know that sometimes I have to throw a fastball.

I have that kind of mind today.

You know what, Coco?

I missed you so badly.

It's strange. I've never seen you before, and the first thing that comes to mind is you when you're about to die.

Your loyal friend, Arch Albert.

* * *

Prince

The prince is a very, very bad person.

You're the only one who makes me cry, laugh, and get angry without meeting you.

Don't think that the word you want to see completely melted me.

I'm still very angry with you.

Still (just) Cordelia Grey.

* * *

It's already the third (just) Cordelia Gray to my Coco.

Yes, it's my fault.

But what did I do wrong?

I almost died, but I think I forgot.

Your arch.

* * *

Silly Arch Albert

Yes, that's your fault.

You should have taken care of yourself if you wanted to see me like that.

Why are you getting hurt and sick and almost dying?

From now on, you can offer a run-in as soon as you see the horns of an object. Or hide behind someone else. Get it?

7.15. Night.

If you promise, Cordelia Grey will be back as your friend.

* * *

My angel Coco,

Okay, next time that happens, I'll use Vader's inspiration as a shield.

He's a man who bought enough to live now, so that won't be a big deal.

Come to think of it, it's suddenly disgusting.

All you're worried about right now is that the worried old man scared you so much, right?

He's old and he's crying, and now he's fine, but he won't even raise a body. I think I'm going to die because of the pressure.

Yes, you can see that I'm making fun of the pen like this, but I'm fine enough to be ashamed of your worries when I see it in person. By next week, I might be able to sit back in the first scripture room and have a secret time with you.

Now that I've said this, I feel like I'm in a secret room and I'm in a relationship.

Cordelia, you're gonna pop out of the box and kiss me.

Regardless of how far my strange imagination will go, it will never really happen.

But I remember clearly.

You said, my keen friend.

Even if this arch can't stand by you when you're crying, I'll remember my heart.

I will, too, Coco.

So before you feel ashamed of your shoulders, stop crying and return to your evil friend like before. So, what's the most curious thing you said? What am I supposed to do now?

Archie Albert, do as you say.

* * *

Dear my prince.

Our lives are too short to lament over inevitable things. Even though I can't meet you, I know that our friendship is precious enough to be divided by letters. Nevertheless, when I heard that you almost died, my broken heart was trying to fool you with pain.

I think I'll stop now. Well, let's leave it up to Vader as you say when the beast comes again.

I love him, but...Well, I'll think of it again next time.

Okay, let's talk about something else.

Well, is Flynn and Noelle all right?

Don't you need another book to read in bed?

Your friend, Coco.

P.S. I'd like to put off some reasoning about Arthur Gillan after you get out of bed.

* * *

My friend who only chooses to act like an angel when I call him an angel,

Are you talking about another book?

Books are always good.

It's even better now that I can't do anything and die thanks to the crazy old man who's asking for absolutely.

Unlike you, who relentlessly cut and send picture books to each chapter, the gentleman has kept the books from the Lette monastery from leaving the library.

Besides, the books there are almost impossible to lie down and read, unlike the small and light books you give.

Now, my angel.

Hurry up and give me the book. I wish it were a picture book.

Noel visits me often these days as never before. Flynn, he also comes to me, pretending to be after Noel. He has a weak heart like you, and he always looks at me with tears in his eyes. To be honest with you, I feel so pressured. You've been hurt and woken up. Are you still crying when you see me? Do you all have this much tears in your red hair?

Anyway, if you give me the right book, I'll have to read it quickly and hand it over to the two.

Flynn, he's gonna put Noel on my little lap and read me a book with some real acting, right?

It's quite interesting to see that.

Your friend, Arch Albert, who has been the most energetic of the past few days.

P.S. If you get out of your seat and solve the riddle about knight Arthur Gillan, Cordelia. Maybe someday... Maybe there's something we'll meet.

* * *

My pure flower-like arch,

I was going to give you a dirty book to enjoy it.

Finally, on one side of my bed was D.H. Lawrence's "Lady Chatterley's Love, and it's an incredibly indecent, high-quality masterpiece, so I thought it would solve your boredom and fulfill your ambition for literary quality.

But if my pure friend wants a picture book for Noel and Flynn.

I just happen to have a work that fits the order.

Anyway, this story is about a very imaginative and cute orphan named Ann, who happens when she arrives at a green roof house. The book I gave you last time, "It's not as picturesque as Lydia's Garden, but it's still got a good illustration inside that's not lacking.

This book, it's probably Noel's treasure.

Every girl once said, "I'm sure I'll live with Anne of Green Gables in my heart.

You may laugh at this book and say, "Give me Lady Chatterley's love.

Don't ignore the girl's heart.

By the end of the story, I'm sure you'll be impressed and say, "Hey, that was a great book."

I can't help but laugh when I think about your face, asking if there's a sequel.

7.15. Night.

Your friend, Cordelia.

P.S. Did I tell you? Ann asks Aunt Marilla to call her 'Cordelia' as soon as she appears. I think the name is perfectly elegant.I started with that part. I fell in love with him.

* * *

Dear my soulmate, Cordelia.

Seeing you imagine me begging you and smiling at you, I think it's time for me to be a little nice. Because we are friends who share the soul while balancing evil and good.

Gathering all my remaining kindness, I handed over the book you lent me to Noel first.

You know what I'm trying to say, don't you? Give me Lady Chatterina as soon as possible.

Archie Albert, bored to lie in bed, begging you.

* * *

Archie Albert,

Don't even dream, my prince.

Lady Chatterley is out of the water.

I can't paint my pure flower with evil eroticism.

My friend, Cordelia, who will protect you.

* * *

Dear my angel.

Aren't you going to take care of my soul this much?

Well, I didn't expect you to be easy anyway. Because you seem to live with the fun of making fun of me.

By the way, what kind of kid is Ann, and why is Flynn so crazy?

As soon as I gave him the book, he was so excited that he hugged me in his chest. A boy over twenty is like that, so Noelle died as you said.

Today, Noelle got Flynn to untie her red hair and braid it in pigtails. That'll make her look like Ann Shirley.

Flynn, he's funny, too. No matter how ridiculous it is for a man to have his hair like that, it looks pretty good on him.

He just laughs and even the people in the monastery can't even make fun of him. I don't think there's another boy who looks so good with pigtails.

Flynn is not the only one who gets bullied in the head. Noel told me to dye my hair black. Gilbert Bliss has black hair. Is it Diana who told you that you had black hair and you could do it? Noelle says any girl with black hair has the right to be Diana.

And then Flynn smiles and says next to me.

"I need my cheeks a little more plump to be a Diana, Noelle.

I don't know if you'll guess, but the monastic diet is terrible. Far from delicious food, it's rare for something to eat to be served at the table.

Noel was pretty good at eating, but after the two front teeth fell out, he didn't feel good about eating. He even started to complain about his meal.

But these days, when I'm about to eat something, Flynn says this next to me.

"The ball needs to be more fluffy, so I'll get Diana.”

Noel's spoon suddenly gets busy when he says that. After such a hectic meal, they pick apples from the apple tree in front of the monastery. And please hand me one. But if I try to bite it, I block it again. Don't eat and just keep it. Gilbert should always have an apple.Is it me?

If you don't understand what I'm saying, they threaten you to read the book quickly. They say you'll know everything when you read a book.

But Noel never gives me the book. He cuts the book, carries it, and acts like he won't let it go forever. He said he'd take the book to the restaurant today, so I asked him what to do if it gets dirty. He stuck his tongue out to me and made a funny face. He said this.

"The prince doesn't know anything!"

Later, I heard that he was going to make a rare cake from the book. That's Anne's cake, so you probably understand it better than me, Cordelia.

He made fun of me like that, and he brought his own cake to me in the evening to show me how sorry he was. My condition got worse after eating it, so I'm having a hard time now.

What do you think, do you feel guilty now?

Did you think, "Oh, I should give Lady Chatterley to my prince?"

My dear friend, I don't want to bother you to read a dirty book anymore, so could you just give me a proper recipe for rare cakes? I'm sure you know how to make a nice rare cake.

Noel kept making raspberry vanilla cream rare cakes until he succeeded, and he declared that he would bring me a slice every night. My condition will get worse and worse if you don't help me.

The elementary tenth, the seventeenth day.

Your sick friend, Arch Albert.

a review of one's

Dear readers.

I thought I would be busy tomorrow, and I was in a hurry because I thought I would be busy tomorrow, so I changed all of today's schedule today, right?

That's why I'm here again. It's even long. I'm sorry.

P.S. To tell you what Lady Chatterley's love is about, I omit the writer's writing because I have to go to Noblean......

P.S 2: I pressed something wrong in my sleep, and a small window suddenly popped up and there were people who gave me a sponsor coupon. Yeah, I don't even know if anyone gave me a sponsorship coupon.ㅠㅠI'm sorry ㅠㅠ. That's how much you enjoyed reading it, right? BYORVINA, So So Young, Sen98, Dinez, Baquyeonbaenim, thank you so much.

P.S.2: Sometimes I feel overwhelmed while reading your comments. How can you write such a good book review? For those who appreciate it, selections, and recommendations, have a shocking and happy day like Noel's rare cheese cake.

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