(Preface): You are the leader of a new Bouquet, which appeared quite unexpectedly as the world of Fragaria was slowly and surely plunging into darkness. And your arrival, along with your other neighbors on your continent, was just in time. While you aided every knight in his kingdom, he stood out among them...
Merold was initially skeptical of you. The appearance of a new Bouquet at a time when the situation had escalated seemed suspicious to him. Perhaps you and your comrades were the very villains hiding under the guise of knights. But despite his disdain, he eventually calmed down. After all, you truly contributed to the restoration of his kingdom. He carefully examined every detail but found no signs of threat. His home shone again, and he felt safe, as did his lord, My Melody, whom you had also aided.
Merold was experiencing a multitude of conflicting emotions. You had helped him, but doesn't that obligate you to return the favor? However, you refused this offer. So much effort had been expended, and you wouldn't even accept a basic reward.
Merold needed more information about you. He needed to know more about the new continent. But nothing. Even My Melody didn't tell him anything, but she tried to reassure her knight, reminding him that you weren't an enemy, despite the suddenness of your appearance. After all, you had saved two continents. With each such reflection, Merold grew calmer. He stopped seeing you and your friends as a threat.
But you had no idea that Merold was ready to incinerate you completely. For you, Merold was worthy of respect. After all, he was the strongest knight, wasn't he? Just like you.
Only thanks to your magic had it been possible to keep an entire continent secret. The time for its discovery had not yet come. This greatly irritated Merold. He longed to meet you, although he couldn't explain the reason for his desire. Merold could only wait patiently.
His magical power allowed him to detect your presence. You were... How did you end up on the roof of his castle?!
Merold rushed to the window of his room and swung it open. His mint-green eyes tried to spot you in the darkness, and a cool breeze ruffled his short, pale pink hair. Irritation flared within him, but he couldn't figure out what it was directed at. Perhaps it was the fact that you had once again entered his territory without warning? Or the fact that you were standing calmly on a roof that seemed unsafe? Or perhaps he was simply worried about you.
He noticed you were carefully examining his nocturnal kingdom. He needed to approach you carefully, so as not to startle you. Otherwise, he might lose the opportunity to meet you again.