Chapter 26

Shortly, light foods such as soup, bread, and salad were placed on the table.

It didn’t matter because I was sick, however, I thought that it was a very simple dinner for these people to eat, so I glanced at their reactions, but there was no change in their expressions.

No matter how much I think about it, everyone is in their growing phase, and if you eat dinner without meat, you’ll get hungry quickly.

“Melissa, didn’t you prepare meat?”

“I thought it would be difficult for the princess to digest, so I prepared it lightly. Do you want some meat?”

Melissa replied with disapproval. I shook my head once at the focused gaze.

“No, not for me. Everyone might get hungry if they only eat this.”

“I just like seeing Rosiane eat.”

“Me too. Sister.”

“Yeah, Rosiane. That’s enough.”

Having said that, Erdos sat down on the edge of the bed and kissed my forehead briefly. As everyone sat around the bed tray, the wide bed quickly filled up.

“Still….”

I was kind of sorry. Just because of me.

“Come on, you need to eat and take your medicine.”

Erdos said as he put the soup into my mouth after blowing on it. The savory potato soup warmed my insides.

Ever since the meal began, Erdos has been busy feeding me the soup without even thinking about filling his own stomach.

“Father, since Rosiane is worried, why don’t you eat now.”

Nanuk, who had almost finished eating, said. I nodded to Erdos and said.

“Hurry up and eat.”

“I’ll take the spoon.”

Nanuk, who was sitting on my left, stretched out his arm across me and took the spoon from Erdos’ hand.

Erdos put strength in his hand, so their gazes were intertwined for a while, but at my urging, he had no choice but to hand over the spoon to Nanuk.

“Say ‘Ah’.”

Nanuk slowly fed me the remaining half of the soup. I insisted that I would eat it on my own because I was embarrassed, but it was rejected because of the fuss around me.

As soon as the bed tray was cleared, everyone heard a knock.

He was one of Erdos’ advisors. I thought that it was urgent because he came here even though it was late.

“Rosiane. Rest well.”

I felt somewhat empty when Erdos, who hugged me once, left the room. I took the medicine that the doctor had prepared and sat down, pulling the blanket up to my waist.

“That’s why this brother…”

Eryte’s talking continued today. I couldn’t lie down right after I ate, so I listened to him for a while, and Bernique, who was particularly well-behaved today, caught my eye so I carefully grabbed his hand.

“Bernique, what’s wrong? You don’t feel good?”

He shook his head, saying it was nothing, but it was true that he was suspicious, so I vowed to talk to him as soon as I get better.

After a long talking, I felt sleepy. I think it was because I took medicine. When I yawned once, Nanuk quickly settled the situation.

“You should go to sleep now, Rosiane.”

“Yes, I should.”

I was so sleepy that I mumbled out words. When I lied down on the bed properly, Leav pulled the blanket up to my chin.

“Thank you, Leav.”

“It’s nothing.”

He smiled briefly and kissed me on the cheek. I could see his ears turning a little red, so I smiled a little.

“You need to get well soon. Sister.”

“Yeah, take a good rest. Rosiane.”

Bernique kissed my other cheek. Eryte patted my blanket a couple of times and left the room.

“Good night.”

At the end of Nanuk’s words, everyone left the room. Somehow, it felt as if a warm wind was blowing in my heart.

“Sir Boyd.”

I called to Sir Boyd, who had been standing in the corner since after speaking with Erdos. He quietly and lightly walked to the bedside.

“What did you talk about with His Majesty?”

“Is it an order again?”

“No, I’m just asking.”

He made eye contact for a moment, trying to grasp my intentions.

“We didn’t talk much.”

It was not the answer I wanted, but there was also no reason to find out, so I asked the next question.

“Sir Boyd, you don’t like me, do you?”

For a moment, his eyes shook violently like I had never seen before, as if there was an earthquake.

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[tn- some parts here will be Deus’ pov. Mostly the 1st person pov]

“Deus, we need to talk.”

“Yes.”

Erdos, who headed to a corner with Deus, magically blocked the sound so that no one around them could hear their conversations.

“There have been two attempts. They came in two hours apart, then I fed them confession pills and found out who they were, they were both employed by different assassin guilds. Both of them don’t know the client’s identity, but they’ve confessed that it was commissioned by a person wearing a black hood.”

“Hmmm.”

Deus’s eyes turned to Erdos. His Master was rubbing his chin slowly. It was a habit that comes out when he’s thinking deeply.

After thinking, his Master asked with sharp eyes.

“Are they alive?”

“Yes, they’re in the interrogation room.”

The word used was interrogation room, but in fact, it was a torture chamber hidden in a dungeon. No one would look for it on their own accord, and once you get in, you can’t get out unless as a corpse.

“Let’s go see them later. Was there anything else unique?”

As Deus hesitated for a moment, Erdos’ eyebrows twitched slightly.

“That’s, I think Her Highness the Princess is scared of thunder and lightning.”

I don’t know if I’m allowed to say this, but it’d be nice to say something. At Deus’ words, Erdos slightly opened his mouth and closed it.

“Thunder and lightning?”

“Yes, she seemed especially afraid of thunder.”

“Thunder… ”

His Master, who had never felt fear, murmured in a small voice as if he had no idea. So Deus continued.

“Young people are often surprised when they hear loud sounds. Her Highness the Princess may have felt it even more because it was her first time experiencing it.”

“She must have been very surprised.”

“She showed tears.”

“Are you saying our Rosiane cried?!”

Erdos looked back at Deus with a shocked face. With that passionate gaze, Deus vowed never to talk about holding hands.

It’s not that there hasn’t been a rainy day since she opened her eyes, but there hasn’t been a day of thunder and lightning.

‘Some people are afraid of loud noises. That’s how our Rosiane is….’ (Erdos)

Erdos, who had been agonizing for a while, carefully opened his mouth.

“What should I do?”

“Pardon…?”

His master was not a person who seeks advice from others by nature. Deus widened his eyes at the concern of Erdos that he had heard for the first time.

But Erdos, who was overcome with concern for Rosiane, just murmured, “What should I do so that Rosiane won’t be scared?”

For Erdos, fear is an unknown territory. He had never been through it, so he didn’t know how to get away. But Deus knew that, so he opened his mouth.

[tn- meaning that Erdos doesn’t know how to deal w fear since he had never experienced it before]

“Why don’t you talk to Timofey?”

He said that, wondering if some magical effect could be obtained. Unexpectedly, his master nodded as if he liked the answer.

Erdos said, grabbing Deus by the shoulder.

“That’s a good idea.”

After saying that, his master went to the Princess.

Deus stared blankly at the place where his hand had just been placed, still feeling the heaviness on his shoulder.

How long has it been since everyone left the room and left the two alone.

“Sir Boyd.”

The princess called his name and he silently walked to the bed.

“What did you talk about with His Majesty?”

“Is it an order again?”

Like when you told me to sit on a chair. But the princess shook her head.

“No, I’m just asking.”

Deus stared at her, reading her expression. It didn’t seem to mean much.

“We didn’t talk much.”

His master doesn’t want his daughter to be threatened by the assassins. That’s why I can’t say it. Even so, I also can’t say that we shared a conversation about her being scared of thunder.

The princess, who had been making eye with him, asked in a clear voice.

“Sir Boyd, you don’t like me, do you?”

At that moment, he felt the greatest tremor in his life.

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[tn- back to Rosiane’s pov]

The shaking did not last long. I was now accustomed to capturing fragments of his emotions, then he opened his mouth while maintaining a polite expressionless expression.

“What makes you think so?”

It was impossible to tell the truth that in the original story, you were a huge follower of the Emperor. Instead, I decided to tell you what I felt so far.

“Sir Boyd, the whole time you’ve been with me…”

I raised my hands and pushed the tips of my eyebrows upwards. Then, after I wrinkled my forehead, I closed my mouth and twisted it slightly.

“You have this kind of expression.”

There were violent waves in his blue eyes.

“… I. That… You’re saying I had that expression on my face?”

His voice trembled slightly as if he couldn’t see it.

“Yes, this is the look on your face.”

When I stopped copying Sir Boyd’s facial muscles and stared at him, he turned his head, coughing in vain. The exposed ears were red.

Oh, he must have been embarrassed.

“Speak comfortably. I’m not going to tell His Majesty.”

“No. Whatever Your Highness the Princess thinks, It’s not like that. Really.”

I tilted my head.

“But you like to stay by His Majesty’s side, right? Just say the word. I won’t have any problems with the change of escort anyway.”

I said it a little strongly on purpose because I don’t think he’ll confess until the end. However, Sir Boyd, who regained his peace of mind, replied with his eyes slightly lowered.

“Anything is fine as long as it is His Majesty’s orders.”

“Then are you saying that you will be by my side until the last day of the national festival?”

“Yes, that’s correct.”

That’s strange. I thought you’d quickly go to Erdos’ side if I hinted it.

I squinted at him and yawned because I couldn’t stand the rush of sleep. Well, since he was the one who said that he’d stay, I don’t have to cut him off and send him away.

“Okay, then.”

“Pardon?”

“Once again, please take care of me until then.”

I slipped my hand out of the blanket. When my white and soft hands popped out, he was busy looking down without even thinking about grabbing them.

“I think my arm is going to fall off.”

“… Yes, I look forward to your kind cooperation.”

My gripped hand was quickly warmed by his body temperature. I must have a high fever. As I swung the hand up and down, Sir Boyd said.

“And please be comfortable..”

“Yeah, okay.”

It was simple to speak informally because he didn’t look a few years older than I was. I can do it like how I do with Melissa.

But Lord Boyd once again had a pupil earthquake as if he had never expected me to speak informally like this.

Is this person okay?