My name is Isabella York.
This is the prison that I am living in.
Except for the ladies and their handmaidens and the female tutors, there is no one else.
The secluded courtyard is surrounded by tall walls.
Students here will either gain a place in the society of high status
or get married to a man with said status.
I'm afraid it will be the latter for my case.
But that girl is different.
She can go anywhere she wants.
"Violet Evergarden I: Eternity and the Auto Memory Doll"
It is my pleasure to meet you.
Should you need any assistance, I will travel to wherever you are.
I am an Auto Memory Doll.
Violet Evergarden.
Why did a Doll come to this place?
Lady Isabella, I received a request from the York Family
to give you the guidance that you need to succeed in your debutante ball.
Debutante ball...
The one in three months?
Yes.
They hope that you can learn proper mannerisms and etiquette,
as well as speaking and dancing.
So from today onwards, I will be your private tutor.
Dolls provide such services, too?
No, my job was to write letters for others only.
But requests from the Drossel royal family are best not declined.
Is that so?
You think you are so high and mighty.
I despise the likes of you.
I heard that you have poor health.
Don't touch me!
That arm...
It is a prosthetic arm.
I lost my arm in the war not long ago.
You are a Doll that serves the royals?
No, I serve the people.
The company I work for is in Leidenschaftlich.
Leiden?
It is located at the southernmost end of the continent.
It takes four days to reach Leiden from here by the train
that travels across the whole continent.
You could travel all around the world.
Only if I am given a task.
It doesn't matter.
I will be staying here until I complete my task.
I don't plan to get friendly with you.
Only talk to me when it's absolutely necessary to teach me.
Why do you look so troubled?
Is it a difficult task?
Right.
Someone wanted Evergarden to be a private tutor for the daughter of a noble family.
Private tutor?
For three months, even.
We can't refuse the royals.
But three months is too...
I will go and visit her from time to time.
It is an all-girls boarding school that prohibits any males from entering.
An all-girls boarding school...
This open love letter is written beautifully.
I made this a few days ago.
It's pretty.
Do accept it if you like it.
Look at her.
Who is she?
I've never seen her before.
Do you know who she is?
I have no idea, either.
Greetings, Miss York.
Who is that girl over there?
--About that... --From today onwards...
...I am Lady Isabella's handmaiden.
My name is Violet Evergarden.
Nice to meet you, I am--
Miss Lancaster.
I've heard so much about you.
She has such good etiquette.
She is more like a lady than a handmaiden.
Please use the knife on the far side.
My lady, you stopped.
You cannot stop training.
It is compulsory.
I...
You have to talk in a more feminine manner.
Taylor.
Big sister!
Taylor.
Taylor, you are the most important person to me.
Miss York, which beauty salon do you go to?
For sure, it's Miss Lancaster's salon.
The Minister's Lancaster Family and the trading giants of the York Family
are both related to the Drossel royal family--
I deeply apologise.
Lady Isabella has always been ill.
Thus, she had been living in solitude.
She is still adjusting to living in an organisation.
Can you give her more time?
Sure.
How gracious. She is like a knight from the tales.
Lady Isabella.
I am very sorry for not being by your side just now.
Looking at you...
...makes me realise how pathetic I am.
Taylor.
Greetings, Miss York.
The girls' dormitory will be holding a tea party.
If you will, I am hoping to--
Shut up.
What did you say?
I apologise.
His lordship says that there's no need
for unnecessary interactions until the debutante ball.
A true lady knight.
Well, then.
That's it for today.
Farewell.
They only care about my background.
They're seeking status.
Is that so?
Aren't you the same?
I am just carrying out my duty.
You are too flawless.
I won't be surprised if you turn out to be a royal.
I am an orphan.
Is it fine for you to stay here for three months?
Are you ignoring me?
You said to talk to you only when it's absolutely necessary.
Forget it for now.
Our company has other Dolls, so the work would not be stalled--
Forget about work.
Don't you have someone you wish to see?
You do.
Indeed, there is someone I wish to see...
...but I cannot.
I see.
Is Violet doing okay?
Taylor.
No, I am Violet.
Are you feeling better?
Yes.
You were up all night?
I was trained for endurance.
A little bit of sleep...
...is enough for me.
You can relax when you are with me.
You can speak normally.
Understood.
That being said, what is normal?
It's like...
What is it?
If you do not get ready now...
...you will be late for class.
Students here normally learn the waltz in both roles.
Lady Isabella, you will start by dancing as the lady.
I will be the gentleman.
Lady Knight dances so well.
I'm envious.
But I will definitely step on your foot.
To master a skill fast, stop thinking and just obey the instructions.
Lady Isabella.
Just come bathe with me.
I'm fine.
It's normal to bathe with friends.
Is it true?
Yes, it is true.
So are you getting in here?
This is actually my first time bathing with someone.
Really?
Come here.
This is what friends do, too?
I don't know.
But my sister and I did this.
Did you?
Yes.
Taylor, have a bite.
Is it good?
Big sister!
What is it?
You have learnt the basic dance steps.
Today, we will learn switching dance steps.
Okay.
It's done.
Thank you.
You always wear the same hairstyle.
Yes.
Lady Isabella?
How about this?
This is troublesome.
You will miss the morning class.
It's fine, it's fine.
I always helped with my sister's hair.
Your hair is so silky.
I'm sure it could sell for a good price.
Do you want to sell it?
No, I don't.
It's done.
How does it look?
These will obstruct my vision during an emergency.
Aw, but they look so cute.
How about this?
Sheep horns hairstyle.
Lady Isabella. You are amusing yourself, aren't you?
You realised it, eh?
Let's skip class and play elsewhere.
Where should we go?
Anywhere is fine.
Just the two of us.
We are not going anywhere.
Lady Isabella.
Repeat that movement.
Lady Isabella.
I'm through.
It's impossible for me to be a lady anyway.
--You are almost done with dancing and etiquette.
--Stop it with the courtesy. --You are almost done with dancing and etiquette.
I can't be perfect like you.
You and I are different.
Different?
Yes, completely different.
It's not fair.
You are blessed.
I'm sorry.
I suppose you're feeling a little tired.
What kind of letters have you written so far?
There are a lot.
Letters from children to their parents. Letters from parents to their children.
Letters from sisters to their brothers.
Also some love letters.
Love letters?
But you always look so emotionless.
Yes, but they were quite well-received.
Is that so?
Each letter holds a different kind of love.
Love that only letters can convey.
Love that could not be expressed verbally.
Why?
Why are you so kind to me when I was being so mean to you?
Am I kind?
You are.
I am just imitating someone.
Lady Isabella, if you cannot sleep, shall I tell you about constellations?
I learnt some while working in the observatory.
Sure.
Then I will tell you stories about the stars in the night sky.
What are these?
Your father prepared these for your debutante ball.
This one is for you.
What is it?
"Are you having fun?"
What is this?
The company sent me a dress.
I think it's from my colleague.
They can't wait to have you back.
You are going back after the ball, right?
Yes, I will depart at night.
Well, then...
Let's enjoy the ball.
You will be escorting me, right?
It will be my pleasure.
Everyone is looking at you.
Do I look weird?
No, you don't.
It's because you look beautiful.
Everyone is dressed up nicely.
But you are the most beautiful of all.
There... Can you stay by my side?
Yes, I promise you.
Lady Isabella.
Violet, thank you.
You are welcome.
Are you tired?
I am.
But...
I had fun.
I didn't step on your foot, either.
You did not.
What are you going to do next?
I will continue to write letters.
There...
Can you help me... write a letter?
For who?
For my sister.
I was not born a York.
Amy.
Bring me something better next time.
Can't find good stuff when there's a war on.
Where's your mother?
Another abandoned child?
I can't even sell her for a good price.
I have decided.
I will take you as my sister.
What nonsense are you talking about?
You just barely make ends meet...
...and you are just a kid.
This is my revenge.
I will not let her live like that.
Without a doubt, she would have lived miserably, but I will make her happy.
A nobody like me will give her a new choice in life.
This is your revenge?
Don't blame me if you both die.
From now on, you are my sister.
"Amy."
Then... call me sister.
Sis... Sis...
Big sister!
I am back.
Big sister!
Here you go, Taylor.
Is it good?
Big sister!
A filthy house... without any pretty decorations.
But I had no choice.
Big sister...
You must be Amy Bartlett.
Why did all of you barge in suddenly?
You were that woman's child?
The one with the York blood.
My daughter.
Abandon your name and your past. Follow me. Listen to my words.
I will help to take care of that kid.
She'll be better off that way, too.
Surely you don't think you two can keep living like this?
Big sister...
I have nothing in my life.
Neither passion nor hope.
If there was but one good thing I could ever have...
Big sister! Big sister!
Big sister!
It's my desire to protect her
--and save her from harm. --Big sister!
That is what kept me living.
Big sister!
I gave my life to the man claiming to be my father.
This is who I am. Amy's past.
I've been separated from Taylor ever since.
I am not even allowed to see her.
Sounds similar to mine.
I never knew my parents, either.
I was just adopted and raised as a weapon,
until I met someone.
He taught me to read.
He raised me as a person and treated me kindly.
He gave me the will to live on.
I haven't given anyone anything.
That's not true, Lady Isabella.
You are the first to call me a friend.
You taught me to hold hands and other kind things.
I think Miss Taylor had also learnt a lot from you.
I'm sure the letter will convey your feelings.
Taylor...
I will pay you eventually.
I have nothing to offer, as I have no money.
But I will return the favour someday.
I will not accept payment.
Why not? I'm willing to pay.
I don't exactly know why.
But I feel that I cannot accept it.
Hey...
We will meet again, right?
I'm not sure.
Well then, Lady Amy.
I am an Auto Memory Doll.
Should you need any assistance, I will travel to wherever you are.
I see that Lady Knight is gone.
I finally have the chance to talk to you.
Yes.
You were great at the waltz back then.
It's all thanks to Violet, Miss Lancaster.
Just call me Ashley.
What?
It's not about our backgrounds.
I just want to talk to you.
Hi.
You have two letters.
Letters for Taylor?
Yes, for you.
Hey, there. Can this kid read?
No.
Oh, well. I'll read it for you, is that okay?
--Okay. --All right, that's how it is.
Big brother.
When did I become your big brother?
Listen.
One is from Violet Evergarden. She is my colleague.
She says if you are in trouble or in need of any assistance,
you can go to her.
The other letter is sent anonymously.
What? Such a short letter.
It says, "This is a magic word to protect you.
Amy.Just recite it."
Taylor.
The name "Amy" cannot be used anymore.
And because I cared about you dearly, I abandoned this name.
Big... sister...
As long as you keep saying this magic word...
Big sister...
...my wish for your happiness...
...will never fade away.
Big sister...
Therefore, Taylor...
Amy.
"If you ever feel lonely, say this name."
Mail delivery.
What's the matter?
Is Mr. Felitz not home again?
There are noises in his room every night, though.
Do you want to leave the parcel here?
That's fine. It's cash on delivery. I will visit again at night.
Hey! Stop messing with my bike!
--Run! --What a worn-out bike!
Mail delivery.
Mail...
Thank you for coming.
Feel free to use our services again.
Where did that postman go?
Mail delivery.
There, young lad.
Yes?
What is that tall building over there?
That is the broadcasting tower.
What's a "broadcast"?
It better not be something that causes headaches.
It is not.
The war ended four years ago.
The world is always advancing.
Even though the world is moving at a quick pace, the job of a postman doesn't change.
It's the same thing every day.
What a boring job.
It's the same logo.
Big...
Big brother!
What?
You...
Big brother!
What?
Are you lost?
Benedict's little brother?
Could he be his secret son?
No way. A customer, all right?
I am...
Taylor. Taylor Bartlett.
What? She's a girl!
Miss Taylor. Am I right?
Yes.
Are you Wyalet Evergarden?
Your pronunciation is awful.
Here, you wrote this three years ago.
You said I can come to you if there's a problem.
So here I am.
She's from that time...
Is something bothering you?
I have a request.
I want... to work here.
What?
Here?
"If you encounter any difficulties after you leave the orphanage,
you can come to me.
Violet Evergarden."
I see.
Taylor, did you run away from the orphanage?
The Drossel royal family mentioned in this letter
would never let a child this young leave the orphanage.
Is that so?
Come and work for us when you are older.
Oh, please! I beg you! I don't have much money left.
Even so...
I beg of you, too.
Violet.
She is the sister of a treasured friend.
I want to know... what love is all about.
Well, there's some preparation to do before we send her back to the orphanage.
So...
Yes. In the meantime, she will be in your care.
Is that fine with you?
This is great!
So you will be helping the writing department.
No, I don't want to.
I want to be a postman!
A postman?
You want to be a postman?
What about the writing department, Taylor?
I decided to be a postman before coming here.
That's impossible. It is not something a kid can manage.
Don't say that, big brother. I beg you!
--Who is your big brother? --Big brother, I beg you. Big brother.
--I beg of you, too. --Big brother, I beg you. Big brother.
I say...
If that's the case, Benedict.
This is a rare chance. Let her be an apprentice.
The president has agreed to it.
Listen. It looks easy to be a postman.
But the workload is heavy.
First, these letters have been organised.
Deliver them.
To where?
To the addresses, of course.
Here, try to read this.
It's...
2... 1...
2125, Alexander Road, Mill District, Leiden.
--You... --Yes, yes.
It's Mill District, it's that Mill District.
Is it here?
That's right.
To the next address.
There's no mailbox here.
Deliver it to their doorstep if there's none.
The fourth floor?
To the next one.
That's all for today.
Let's head back.
This is so impressive.
What?
There are so many letters every day...
...but you don't even need a map.
It's impressive!
It's only expected for postmen to know all the addresses.
Big brother.
Can I call you "Master"?
Don't call me that.
The streetlights light up on their own!
They were changed into electrical ones. This is a part of city planning.
Why do you want to be a postman, of all things?
A postman is the best thing!
Postmen deliver happiness.
Can I really use this room?
Yes.
Where is Violet's room then?
It's on the other side, down the stairs.
Then, this room belongs to me!
Master.
I will be in your care tomorrow, too.
You... You still don't know how to read, do you?
You never read out a full address today.
You just read the numbers.
Yes.
I don't know how to read.
I'm not good at studying.
It was always Sister who read the letter to me.
"This is a magic word to protect you.
Amy.Just recite it."
Sister.
Yes?
Can you read the letter again?
I didn't tell you...
...from the beginning.
I am so sorry.
Miss Taylor.
I will teach you how to read.
What?
Really?
Yes.
We will start training tomorrow.
Training?
No, it's learning.
After learning, you will move forward to becoming a great postman.
Wyalet!
It's Violet.
I'm not a baby anymore, but I still can't sleep alone.
Am I no good after all?
You're fine.
Are you looking at the night view?
Mine is a teddy bear.
When I was with your sister, she didn't sleep alone, either.
She didn't? Really?
Yes.
I see.
Did I share a bed with my sister before?
I want to hear about my sister.
Miss Taylor, the sun is up.
Good morning.
You can't make it with just two strands of hair, Miss Taylor.
Divide it into three sections and cross them over.
Then it won't fall apart.
Good morning.
Good morning!
Good morning, cute rookie.
Mr. Roland. I thought you had retired.
I have a lot of free time. So I come back here once in a while.
By the way, Violet.
You came here to help deliver, right?
♪ "W" for we. ♪
♪ "A" for always. ♪
♪ "H" for happy. ♪
♪ Every day feels happy. ♪
--♪ "S" for smile... ♪
--Violet? --♪ "S" for smile... ♪
Luculia.
It's been so long.
What's with the uniform?
We are delivering letters.
Delivering letters?
This child, too?
She is an apprentice. I am helping her out.
Helping an apprentice?
Where are you planning to go?
To New City Street.
It's right over this bridge.
Luculia!
I will get going then.
Violet and...
I'm Taylor!
Taylor, good luck!
Who is she?
She is a Doll, just like me.
How about that guy?
No, I don't know him.
We are at New City Street?
Yes.
Try to read this.
It's... Lei... den... City...
How do I read this?
Rhetorica District.
Rhetorica District...
8...
12!
Found it!
Miss Taylor.
Please come here.
What is this?
It seems to be an elevator.
They were being introduced into the new apartments around here.
It's a new infrastructure.
How do we use this?
I think it can be controlled by this handle.
Nothing happened.
It's moving!
It's here!
I'll lower the cab.
We're finally out!
The stairs would have been faster.
I'm coming.
Oh, my.
Here's your parcel.
Thank you.
It's from my mother.
Marti! Grandma sent you a present.
Really?
What will it be?
This kid...
It's candy!
It's great, it's great, it's...
Did I look like I wanted to eat it that much?
Yes.
So Luculia has come to Leiden.
Yes.
Along with a man.
It might be her marriage partner.
I suppose she'll quit being a Doll after marriage.
No, she won't.
I hear she'll keep going even after she's married.
Is that so?
A new time is coming, after all.
A new time?
It means resignation after marriage is no longer a Doll's only choice.
A Doll must resign after marriage?
Yes, until now.
Is that what both of you are going to do, too?
What?
It's not exactly my calling, but it's my dream to be the world's best Doll.
For me... I want to be something like a novelist.
--Novelist. --Are you serious?
I have been writing and submitting short stories.
There are different callings for different people.
Well, what about yours?
My calling...
Master!
I am not your master.
Time to get back to work.
Miss Taylor.
Is this really okay?
Yes.
It's the first time someone has bought me clothes.
Is that so?
Yes, the orphanage only has old clothes.
I'm so glad to be able to own something.
I will cherish them.
And this. This teddy bear is my treasure, too.
It is really great...
...to have something you cherish.
I guess my sister used to dry my hair like this.
Actually, I have forgotten almost everything.
"This is a magic word to protect you.
Amy.Just recite it."
Miss Taylor, why do you want to be a postman?
Master delivered my sister's letter to me.
I had almost forgotten the times I spent with my sister.
But I still have this letter.
It proves that I had a sister. And that she cared about me.
So what Master delivered to me was...
...happiness.
A postman is a wonderful job.
Yes.
Amy.
I want to be someone that delivers happiness.
Don't you want to write to your sister?
But I still don't know how to read...
...and I don't know what to write.
Miss Taylor.
I am an Auto Memory Doll.
May I assist you?
Will my sister be glad when she receives it?
Your feelings will surely be delivered.
I...
What is it? Asking for me so early.
Is she going back to the orphanage?
No.
She has a letter that she wants your help to deliver.
Did you write this letter?
Yes.
Somebody taught me to write.
To Amy Bartlett.
There's no receiver address.
We don't know the address.
Amy Bartlett has changed her name to Isabella York.
She went to an all-girls academy as York's successor.
But she disappeared after graduating.
I thought she was your friend.
We wrote letters to each other for some time,
but she stopped replying.
It's likely she was married into an upper-class family.
Though her husband's identity is a mystery.
Are you telling me to go and look for her?
Please...
Please.
Master.
I want to deliver this letter to my sister.
Well, there's no such thing as a letter that doesn't need to be delivered.
I'll do it on one condition.
Here you are, as expected.
It's good to be working hard, but you need to rest well, too.
Thank you.
What a pain.
Oh, right. You have a letter.
Found it.
That is his condition?
Yes. The previous bike is too old anyway.
Safe trip, Taylor.
All right.
Let's go.
Okay.
Violet.
Yes?
Thank you...
...Violet.
You are welcome.
Have a safe journey, Miss Taylor.
May God grant that...
...her feelings be heard.
House York didn't want people to know about their daughter's background.
But they are a prestigious family related to the Drossel royal family by blood.
There are only so many possible husbands for her.
I just narrowed it down from there.
Is it here?
This mansion belongs to Earl Neville, who owns the land.
The Earl is often spotted by the villagers, but they have never seen the countess.
I heard from a merchant that travels this road
that the countess will sometimes appear from that door at this time of day.
My lady.
Mail delivery.
A letter for me?
Yes. Isabella, no...
Amy Bartlett.
Here you go.
Taylor... Bartlett.
Is it really her?
I...
Sister told me that...
...you went to a faraway place for my sake.
You wrote to me even though we were so far apart.
Therefore...
I...
"I, Taylor Bartlett"...
..."am Amy Bartlett's"...
..."little sister."
My... little sister.
Good morning, Taylor.
Big sister.
Violet helped with the letter.
Is... that true?
This is great...
This is great... This is great...
Big sister... Big sister...
Isn't it the same?
She already knows how to write?
That child is still so young.
I will write to Taylor as well.
And Violet.
Can you deliver them?
Sure.
Someone other than me might visit as well.
Master, you cried just now, right?
You are the one who cried.
You definitely did.
You're annoying.
Hey. Is it really okay to not see her?
Yes.
Until I become a great postman...
And then... I'll hand her the letter myself.
So you haven't given up.
Of course not! Postmen--
We deliver...
...happiness.
Am I right?
Amy.
Later, Taylor Bartlett was adopted by the Evergarden Family.
When she reaches the eligible working age...
--It's amazing. --So cool.
...she'll evidently come back to work here.
Mail delivery.
Hold on, young lad.
What?
When will the tall building over there be completed?
Soon...
Taylor!
"Just calling your name makes our bond eternal."