I Became A Playwright In Medieval Fantasy

"Haah."

Rosaline Wenford let out a deep sigh as she wandered through the brightly blooming academy courtyard, filled with vibrant flowers.

At this time of day, she would usually be at Café Blanc Les Roises, sipping coffee with her best friend, Diana.

But recently, nothing seemed to hold her attention.

‘Why have I lost my appetite lately?’

She felt melancholic, her chest ached, and she couldn’t even sleep well at night. These symptoms had persisted ever since she had started working with her junior on the role of Farewell My Concubine.

‘...Balthazar.’

He had once just been a close junior, but lately, for reasons unknown, he started to look different in her eyes.

His face, which now seemed to surpass mere attractiveness, appeared almost idealized. His lean muscles in his arms and shoulders gave her a strange sense of comfort and security. And there was something about his broad, warm embrace that filled her with an inexplicable sense of peace.

Especially when she thought back to that time at the Wanderbine troupe’s show, when she instinctively clung to him…

"Ugh."@@novelbin@@

Rosaline tried her best to hide these feelings, fearing her friend would worry. But if she explained her current situation to Crown Princess Diana, she would surely offer a clear conclusion.

It was obvious—early signs of a very serious case of unrequited love.

Just then—

"Ah, Miss Wenford! Here you are!"

A staff member from the academy came rushing over from a distance, looking relieved as he addressed Rosaline, who stood still in a somewhat reserved posture.

"Miss Wenford, could you come to the headmaster's office for a moment? The headmaster has something to request of you."

“So, you have a request for me…?”

"You’re one of the most diligent and exemplary students in the academy, Miss Wenford. You’re ranked at the top in the student evaluations given by the professors. That’s why I believe you’re the most suitable person for this request."

The academy headmaster, stroking his thick beard, continued to explain, glancing towards a girl sitting quietly in the corner of his office.

"Allow me to introduce Miss Maya, a candidate for the title of Hero of the Sword. She will be attending Bronde as an international exchange student starting today."