Chapter 137

The Marriage Of The Crown Prince And His Wife (9)

Theo had seen a mercenary or knight who was injured and couldn’t get up, so he knew how hard it was to take care of the sick.

It would’ve been just a parent’s order, but it would have been overwhelming for a single lady.

I have to say thank you.

As he left the building of the palace and entered the garden, he heard the clear sound of water in the fountain.

The moonlight poured out, but the light, which was weaker than the chandelier light in the banquet hall, was lighting up the garden.

Lady Rasmine is…

On one side of the fountain, she saw a young lady with purple hair. He remembered the jeweled flowers that adorned her hair.

Theo muffled the sound of his footsteps, as she might escape again.

…It looks like I’m catching a rabbit.

With purple hair, she was more of a bird than an animal. Thinking of the purple mountain birds that lived in the north, Theo narrowed the distance step by step.

“Young Lady.”

As soon as Theo’s voice rang, Catherine’s shoulders flinched. Theo became impatient as she stood up right at the edge of the fountain and tried to run away.

“Did I make any mistakes with you?”

He could grab her if he wanted to, but Theo didn’t.

Catherine stopped to a standstill when she heard it.

“T-that can’t be…”

Theo listened to a small voice that seemed to fall. Theo chose his words, paying attention not to scare her away.

“If not, why are you avoiding me?”

At Theo’s voice, Catherine bowed her head. She thought that even his voice was handsome, perhaps because of her love for him.

But…

She remembered the first time Theo came into the marquis’ mansion. He was seriously injured and looked pale, but she thought he was a very handsome man.

She was surprised to hear from her mother to take care of him, but after that, she didn’t hate it anymore.

I tried to empty my mind…

Even if his lower part was left to the servants because she couldn’t touch it, it was entirely up to Catherine to wash other parts of the body and wipe off sweat. She tried to take care of him and not to have bad intentions, but… His chest muscles that wriggled every time he tossed and turned as he grunted…!

Argggh! As expected, I’m a pervert!

Catherine felt an urge to hit herself hard on the head, but she couldn’t bear to do so because Theo was around.

Of course, she only made the hitting part up in her mind, but the touch that wiped Theo’s body was very polite. She could swear to heaven that much.

“…Do you hate me?”

Catherine was surprised by Theo’s careful words.

What do you mean I hate you!

“W-well, it’s not like that…”

One more step… Theo seemed to be approaching. As a result, Catherine’s chest began to pound.

“If only I could hold you in my chest…”

It was a very small voice.

On that day, she mumbled the words alone, wiping Theo’s upper body. She wouldn’t have said this normally, but she said it for no reason.

It was all the more so because if Theo couldn’t come to his senses, the marriage discussion would be over.

As soon as Catherine had muttered the words, Theo breathed painfully, and came to his senses screaming, “Rowena!”

She was surprised at the time.

Catherine couldn’t bear to look him in the face, wondering if Theo had heard what she muttered.

She ran away in shame. Even though her mother caught her and scolded her for what she did, she couldn’t tell her why.

She was embarrassed.

It was the same even now when she was with Theo.

I don’t know what Count Adelia thinks of me… He might think I’m a strange young lady.

Looking at the silent Catherine, Theo hesitated. He was willing to marry Lady Rasmine as long as there were no major family problems.

“…The Marquis spoke of a family marriage. If I have the blessings I received from the Marquis Rasmine family, and the lady doesn’t think I’m not good enough as a husband, then I’d like to proceed with the marriage conversation.”

“Would you mind?” Asked Theo politely.

At Theo’s words, Catherine’s heart sank once again. She almost turned and looked at Theo in the face.

Marriage?! Is this a marriage proposal?

At his sister’s wedding, it was a suggestion, but in Catherine’s mind, it was like a proposal.

Of course, Theo didn’t say it thinking it was a proposal. No matter how little experience he had in a relationship, he wasn’t that unsophisticated.

“Y-you’re not lacking… The count…”

Catherine, who turned her head slightly, looked at Theo.

“Are you okay with me… Ugh!”

Theo, who took a step closer to Catherine without notice, took a step back in embarrassment. Catherine covered her face with both hands in embarrassment.