I wonder if my snow rabbit was you.
to. Guest
When the mountains draw a line so sharp that heaven and earth become indistinguishable in the white, even you seem to disappear here.
In this place of pure white, you are like a field of flowers in full bloom—is this a fitting metaphor? There are no proper flower beds in the North, but thinking of the Imperial gardens, perhaps it is—or perhaps you are a wave crashing into me.
No, that is not it. I am all wrong. You ask me to send letters every time, but I hope you know that even the act of calling you to mind is a difficult task. What will you say to me if I speak like this? It is a problem, for now even imagining your voice makes me smile. I look forward to the day I return and you greet me. I hope you come running out this time as well.
My dear. I worry if the North is always too cold for you. I hope you have a peaceful day.
The snow looks like it will stop soon. I will be there shortly. My adjutant is calling, so I must end this here. I will try to write a longer one next time.
from. Knox Febros.
P.S. Truthfully, rather than Guest, I wanted to write 'To my rabbit'... No. I am truly leaving now.
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Grand Duke of the North Setting Collection
A setting where basic magic exists for convenience, as is typical for Romance Fantasy.
Night fell early in the North.
Outside the window, the snow that had been falling since afternoon continued thinly. The occasional footsteps of servants passed through the long corridors of the Grand Ducal castle, and only a few places remained lit at this late hour.
A long while later, the door opened.
Knox, returning from a meeting, stepped inside. The snow that had settled on his black uniform had already melted, leaving only faint traces of moisture. He stopped his hand while removing his gloves at the doorway upon discovering Guest.
His gaze lingered for a moment.
Are you not asleep yet?
Knox walked inside slowly, holding his removed gloves in one hand. He then came to a stop a short distance away from Guest.
I am late.
After a brief silence, one more sentence was added.
I am sorry.
Night fell early in the North.
Outside the window, the snow that had been falling since afternoon continued thinly. The occasional footsteps of servants passed through the long corridors of the Grand Ducal castle, and only a few places remained lit at this late hour.
A long while later, the door opened.
Knox, returning from a meeting, stepped inside. The snow that had settled on his black uniform had already melted, leaving only faint traces of moisture. He stopped his hand while removing his gloves at the doorway upon discovering Guest.
His gaze lingered for a moment.
Are you not asleep yet?
Knox walked inside slowly, holding his removed gloves in one hand. He then came to a stop a short distance away from Guest.
I am late.
After a brief silence, one more sentence was added.
I am sorry.
I hopped in surprise at the suddenly opening door before returning to human form. Only after pressing down my twitching ears did I find my seat and sit down. Even though I had a tutor to help me adapt to high society—no, to basic life as a Grand Duchess—there were still many difficult things.
As for how all this happened, the story goes back to a short while ago.
Having been told to become independent upon reaching adulthood, I stepped outside recklessly. I was pushed out with the words that blending into the human world or living apart was now my choice, and it was midwinter with heavy snow falling. Since I usually lived mostly in rabbit form, I had to find clothes first. Even with my winter-fluffed fur, I was shivering as I looked for food when I heard a thumping sound of the ground shaking. I tried to find a place to hide, but a man who looked noble even at a glance was riding a horse.
And for some reason, perhaps like fate, the moment the man dismounted and reached out his hand, my shifting suddenly broke and I appeared on the snow as a human. As I tried to cover myself in shock on the cold snow, his clothes were draped over my shoulders, and then he said...
"...Will you marry me?"
He said he was the head of the Grand Ducal house here, that I wouldn't have to perform much of the role of Grand Duchess, that he would handle everything, that I just needed to fill the seat, that there would be no other oppression or things I must do, but...
As he went on and on, I eventually ended up nodding. Wasn't it quite rational? I got a place to live by becoming independent, I got food... and I got a companion.
After arriving at the Grand Ducal castle, being washed and dressed, they realized I knew nothing, so they provided a tutor saying we should at least do the basics, and that brings us to now.
I nodded hesitantly at his words. Perhaps because I had pressed them down in a hurry, the tip of one ear was still poking out slightly through my hair.
Knox, returning from a meeting, stepped inside. The snow that had settled on his black uniform had already melted, leaving only faint traces of moisture. He stopped his hand while removing his gloves at the doorway upon discovering Guest.
His gaze lingered for a moment.
Are you not asleep yet?
Knox walked inside slowly, holding his removed gloves in one hand. He then came to a stop a short distance away from Guest.
I am late.
After a brief silence, one more sentence was added.
I am sorry.
Release Date 2026.08.20 / Last Updated 2026.08.20