Chapter 1009: Commitment
Filming began three days later.
Roland had known it would generate interest. He hadn’t expected what it actually generated.
By the first morning of production, the Witch Union had mobilized entirely. Most of them had never seen a film — had only heard descriptions from the God’s Punishment Witches, who spoke about the Dream World’s cinemas with a specificity that made the thing feel real and close. If you asked any witch in the castle which place she most wanted to visit, the Dream World now came first. The Sleeping Island witches and the Union members who couldn’t access the Dream World were the most fervent — precisely because the experience was beyond their reach, the prospect of a magic movie felt like a door left slightly open.
No one wanted to spend another evening at the card table.
By the second day, the roster had been rewritten three times. Tilly had submitted her own request to join. Roland couldn’t recall Tilly ever demanding anything from him before; he read the request twice, confirmed it was real, and approved everything.
He was happy to indulge them as long as production moved forward. And the surprises kept arriving.
Lightning replaced Amy as the primary camera operator. She didn’t ask — she simply demonstrated, on the first morning, what the Sigil could record when carried at altitude. She ascended into the grey winter sky above the city and descended at speed, catching the panorama of snow-covered rooftops, then cut along the street level, catching pedestrians mid-step, then sailed through a castle window still sheathed in icicles and landed on the floor of a small bedroom, closing in on two laughing women beside a fireplace. She’d improvised a complete establishing sequence in forty minutes.
Roland spent the better part of two days explaining camera language to the assembled crew — viewing angles, shot composition, the logic of how a sequence builds meaning through editing. He drew sketches, which were bad. He described through analogy, which worked better. May listened to everything with an expression that reminded him of someone memorizing a map.
He didn’t fully appreciate what she’d internalized until she began directing herself.
The Star of the Western Region had a specific capacity — she could hold an entire scene in her head simultaneously: every actor’s position, every prop’s placement, the sightlines from every possible angle. It was exactly the skill that great stage directors developed over decades. Transferred to film, it became something close to a superpower.
When she staged the exotic prince’s arrival, she opened on his boots — jewel-encrusted leather, unhurried steps — then climbed to his cloak, his shirt, the composed smile on his face, then pulled back wide to show the length of gorgeously dressed servants stretching behind him. Carter Lannis played the prince. Roland was reluctant to acknowledge it, but his Chief Knight was, in full ceremonial dress, objectively the most striking man in Neverwinter.
The special effects were a separate category of astonishment.
Soraya built three-dimensional backgrounds from paint and light. Sharon wove lightning through the battle scenes. Nightingale’s Mist, Molly’s Magic Servant, Shadow’s illusions — each witch found some way her ability could reshape what the Sigil recorded, building layers of visual language that had no equivalent in any stage performance Roland had ever imagined.
Maggie played two roles: the pigeon who overheard the demon lord’s confession, small and unobtrusive, and the demon lord’s greatest warrior, in Devilbeast form, facing the wolf princess across a snow field. The battle scene required the full outdoor space and several takes of Summer’s reconstruction before everyone agreed it was ready. When the Sigil finally recorded it, the ground shuddered with each impact, and every bird in the surrounding trees fled.
Lotus and Honey found contributions in the landscape itself — terrain shaped to match the script’s settings, the architecture of the Mountain City built and unbuilt as required.
By the midpoint of filming, the crew numbered more than three hundred. The three witch organizations — the Witch Union, the Sleeping Spell, the Taquila survivors — had arrived separately, operated according to their own customs, maintained the careful distances that history had put between them. Now they were adjusting lighting together, arguing companionably about camera angles, sharing props and space and meals.
Roland stood on the city wall above the commotion and watched it move below him — witches and common people working through the same problems, focused on the same object, forgetting to maintain the old separations.
Cold day. His breath misted in the air.
He turned and found Anna standing a few feet away, hands bare, sleeves covered in oil.
“Not joining them?” he asked.
“The tolerances on the engine drawings were off.” She showed him her hands. “I’ve been correcting them. And—” She stopped.
“And?”
“I have the most fun when I’m near you.”
She rested her head against his shoulder. A moment later, warmth spread from the point of contact — her flames, quiet and steady, driving back the winter chill.
He didn’t speak. He let the moment be what it was.
After a long while, Anna said: “The future you promised has arrived.”
He followed her gaze down to the production below. May stood at the center, arms moving as she described a sequence to Lorgar and Carter. Irene crouched by the far wall, combing Maggie’s hair with a focused tenderness that looked absurd and perfect at once. The God’s Punishment Witches were helping the new crew members position the props for the next scene. No one was waiting to be told what to do.
“Not yet,” Roland said.
“I meant the witches and the common people — working together like this. Without rules for it. It found its own shape.”
“That part, maybe.” He watched Lorgar gesture at something in the distance, ears angled with interest. “What I meant is something different. I used to think this required mountains of preparation. That I’d have to build the conditions step by step before anything could grow. But this — ” he nodded at the crew — “nobody organized this. I didn’t set guidelines. It happened because the goal was clear and people followed it.”
“Then what’s still left unfulfilled?”
He turned to look at her. She’d raised her head, and in her eyes — still and blue, the color of deep water — the snow reflected back at him.
“Become king,” he said. “Then marry you.”
Chapter 1009: Commitment
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Three days later, the filming for The Wolf Princess officially began.
Undoubtedly, shooting a film was a brand new experience for the people in this world, but Roland had never expected them to become this crazy over it.
Since the very first day, it had caught the attention of all the Witch Union members.
Most of them had never seen a film, but this did not prevent them from imagining how marvelous it would be. Some of the cast were God’s Punishment witches. They vividly described their experiences in the cinemas of the Dream World and so made this magic movie sound even more appealing.
If someone now asked the witches which location they wanted to visit the most, most of them would definitely choose the Dream World.
The Witch Union members and the Sleeping Island witches, who were unable to get into the Dream World, were particularly looking forward to this movie.
No one was willing to just spend their whole day eating, drinking or playing cards anymore. By the second day of filming, all of them, even Tilly, had applied to join the film shooting project.
Roland was surprised since, as far as he could remember, this was the first time Tilly had ever demanded something from him.
In the end, the roster of the cast and the crew members had to be changed several times to include the extra witches. Roland was more than happy to
indulge them as long as it did not affect their work and productivity. These new members also brought the crew many surprises.
Lightning was one such example. She replaced Amy to work as the cameraman.
In order to portray the two princesses’ happy childhood in a better light, the little girl took full advantage of her flying ability. She flew up into the sky and then descended from that height to shoot a panorama of the snowy city. She recorded a stream of pedestrians while flying along the streets. After that, she captured all the images along the way as she flew into a small bedroom in the castle through a window which had many icicles on the frame. Finally, she landed in the room to shoot a close-up of the laughing sisters in front of a burning fireplace.
Roland spent a great deal of time explaining camera language to the crew. He even drew pictures to show them what he meant, even though he was not good at sketching at all.
In the middle of describing basic viewing angles and framing of shots to the crew, he spotted an exceptionally excited look in May’s eyes.
The Star of the Western Region was extremely talented in drama. She could imagine a whole scene in her head and could take each prop and each person in that scene into consideration. It was not an obvious advantage for a traditional theater actress, but it would become an incredibly important skill in filmmaking.
The other actress Irene, who was playing the younger sister of the wolf princess, was sorely lacking such a talent.
In the following days, May started to use the shooting skills she had learned from Roland.
She quickly got familiar with them and even created some new techniques on her own.
Some of the scenes that she directed even reminded Roland of the modern movies.
When she filmed the scene where the exotic prince came to the palace, she began with close-ups of his jewel-encrusted boots, his golden cloak, silk shirt, and then his handsome smiling face. After that, she panned out to show a long queue of gorgeously dressed servants behind him to show his grand entrance. By the way, the man who played the prince was her husband, Carter Lannis. Though Roland was reluctant to admit it, his Chief Knight was indeed the most handsome man in Neverwinter when dressed up.
The improvement in composition and directing was just one of the surprises.
The adoption of special effects was an even more amazing progress.
New ideas and new visual effects emerged every day.
Soraya’s “three-dimensional background” was one such example.
Another was Sharon’s lightning effect.
If needed, Nightingale could use her Mist, Molly her Magic Servant, and Shadow could create phantom illusions for even more special effects.
Maggie played two roles in the movie. In her pigeon form, she was a close friend of the younger princess. In her Devilbeast form, she was the demon lord’s best warrior and would fight a fierce battle against the wolf princess on a snowy field. The battle scenes they filmed could only be called “ground-breaking”. Both the earth and the mountains would tremble and all the birds and animals would flee from the scene as fast as they could.
Even Lotus and Honey got to contribute significantly to the production of the movie.
By the time they were just halfway through the filming of the movie, the number of crew members had already expanded to more than 300 people. Apart from the Witch Union members, the Sleeping Spell witches and the
Taquila survivors were also attracted by this event. In the end, this filmmaking process turned into a giant carnival for the witches.
Standing on top of the city wall, Roland looked down at the bustling crowd and sighed with emotion.
To his surprise, this magic movie brought the three witch organizations closer. In the past, they had been like oil and water, refusing to mix, but now they seemed to be able to along well with each other, as if they were one big family.
No matter what kind of abilities they had, now they worked together for the same movie. When they focused on doing their jobs well, they forget about their differences in strength and origin. Gradually, this experience created a very special bond between them.
For Roland, this was really a pleasant surprise.
It was a cold day. As Roland exhaled, he could see white vapor coming out of his mouth. He turned to look at Anna. “Aren’t you going down to have some fun with them?”
In the beginning, Nightingale joined the film crew only when she was needed. However, now she frolicked around with them all day long.
“No, I’ve lots of work to do.” Anna showed her hands to Roland. Her sleeves were covered in oil. “The sizes of the internal combustion engine parts in the drawing aren’t accurate enough. I still have to make adjustments, and…”
“Huh?” Roland blinked.
“And I have the most fun staying beside you.” She smiled and rested her head on his shoulder.
The next moment, he felt her warm flames spread out to dispel the chill of the snow.
He shut his mouth and enjoyed this peaceful moment with her.
After a long time, Anna said in a soft voice, “The future you promised has arrived.”
He followed her gaze to look at the crew again. Besides the witches, the common people also fitted in well. May was making gestures with her hands. She seemed to be teaching Lorgar and Carter how to act together. Irene was squatting by the side combing Maggie’s hair. The little girl was squinting her eyes and seemed to really be enjoying it. Together with the God’s Punishment Witches, the new staff of the film crew was placing the props for the next scene. Compared to a factory, which featured a clear division of labor, the film crew’s style of working appeared more relaxed and harmonious.
On this snowy day, both the witches and the common people were working together with one heart and one mind.
“No, I have yet to fulfill all of my promises.” Roland shook his head.
“Are you referring to the situation of the other regions of Graycastle? Things are going to get better in those cities soon.”
“No, I didn’t mean the relations between the witches and the common people. I meant something else,” he replied with a smile. “I thought that I would need mountains of preparations to achieve this goal step by step, but now I feel that it’s not that complicated. As long as I take the first few steps, the rest of the problems will automatically resolve themselves in the process, just like how this movie has progressed. I haven’t set up any rules or guidelines for it, but it has still turned out this well. It’s even given me a lot of pleasant surprises.”
“So what is it that you still have left to fulfill?” Anna raised her head and blinked. In her eyes that were as blue as a peaceful lake, he saw the reflection of snowflakes.
“Ascend the throne as a king,” Roland paused and then said word by word, “and then marry you.”