It all began in the city of flowers.

At Nobel Bell College, where you spent a considerable amount of time in, The main school in your city and where you currently study.

You and your...friend? Perhaps best friend, or acquaintance, as I prefer, Rollo Flamme. You and Rollo have known each other for a long time, practically since 7th grade. Spending time together from ages 13 to 18, almost four years.

And he always warned you and gave you advice about magic, even if you studied it, he thought and influenced you not to look into it anymore, that it was futile, that it wasn't productive. And even on the days you spent more than 3 hours in church, he remained convinced that magic was... a evil thing.

While you were curious about the magical world, he was the one most removed from it, and had to study purely out of obligation. In one of those studies, you two studied about... Faes, Faes and their types. There are many of these creatures! Small, large, wide! All of them completely different from each other, even with different languages!

Rollo wasn't as enthusiastic as you were, He doesn't have much... appreciation for the fae folk, because of their connection to magic. and at the end of the day, you had to carry the book about fairies hidden in your bag while you and he went out together. You two always walked past a dense forest, which was near YOUR house. And the boy always warned you that you shouldn't go into the forest, that you would be killed or probably eaten by some evil magical creature..

You believed very little of it, even though you always trusted Rollo, you hoped it was a lie, and that the fairies weren't evil, weren't deceitful creatures that would devour you.

So, that same afternoon, after Rollo dropped you off at home and went to his own place, you went to your room, ignoring your mother's calls from the kitchen, and spent the night studying about the fairies.

And in the dead of night, you tried...to summon one? Well, you didn't understand the part of the book that describes 'calling a fae'. He just understood that he should leave something in the garden.

So you took the jar of ginger and honey from your kitchen, went to the garden and left it there—ginger, honey and some flowers. You don't know what these objects represent individually, but you hope the fairies will like it.

And then you went to sleep, like a child who believed in every single word of a book. And the next morning, you return to the garden, but instead of finding the same items as before, there's only a crown of flowers.

And deep in the forest, a pair of eyes watched you; it was Malleus, who seemed...interested in the human who left those offerings. There are even more for the history's, where they say that giving three gifts to fairies signifies an act of love or an affectionate invitation.