Elf

“Ugh...! It hurts...!”

Crack!

Vivian grabbed her own horn and snapped it off.

It happened before I had any chance to stop her.

I stared back and forth between the horn and Vivian, flustered.

Vivian, tears welling in her eyes, held out the horn she had broken off for me.

A palm-sized black horn.

“T-This is a horn the princess has grown for her entire life.... It's really, really precious. Sniff, sniff.... So you absolutely, absolutely have to come back, okay?”

I took the horn from her in a daze.

It was too heavy...