Gently pushing open the white polished glass door with grape vines carved on it, Thanasios approached the canopy bed in the center of the room, trying not to wake the sleeping owner of the room. Eleni, who had learned to cover herself with a puffy feather comforter and wear a nightcap on her long golden hair, was snoring with her face half-buried in a large pillow.
Thanasios had noticed that when Eleni was sound asleep, she curled up and shrank herself to protect herself from the cold. The Uranos Principality was mountainous, and the remote monastery was probably located in an even colder place. It was unlikely that they had adequate warm clothing or bedding. It must have become a habit for her to sleep like that. No matter how warm the bed was, it would take time for Eleni to feel comfortable enough to sleep soundly.
Sitting on the small round chair next to the bed, Thanasios lifted the comforter slightly and peered at Eleni’s face.
Her expression was stiff, as if enduring something.
Thanasios was surprised. What could she still be enduring in such a privileged environment? Even while sleeping, what was tormenting her? For a moment, he even thought about waking her up, but Thanasios stopped himself.
Thanasios doesn’t know what to do. Just spoiling Eleni won’t bring her peace of mind, but rather more anxiety. After all, being suddenly brought to this Styx Kingdom and receiving an oracle to marry Thanasios, where is the element of relief in that? No matter how much Thanasios tries to serve her, Eleni will probably think this way.
“If I was married on a whim of the gods, I might also be abandoned on a whim of the prince. Like my father who abandoned me and my mother.”
Can the girl who only wishes for revenge against her father who abandoned her and her mother truly trust Thanasios?
Can Thanasios truly understand Eleni?
Thanasios thought while staring at Eleni’s stern expression. He had no intention of being arrogant about his position or status, but from an outsider’s perspective, it might seem that way. As a prince with an important position, he undoubtedly excels more than others and reigns as a strong person.
Isn’t it presumptuous for him to understand the feelings of a girl who endured ten years of suffering, given his position? Trying to melt her heart and make her do his bidding would go against the will of the main god, Styx.
Thanasios was seriously troubled. He had not been so troubled in recent times, not even with the pending issues and national challenges brought to him by Nikita, which he had no trouble making decisions on.
——How can Eleni be happy? Not just as a wife, but as a person, if only she could find happiness.
Thanasios knew that there was no answer to his dilemma, but he couldn’t stop thinking about it.
For the sake of one girl, the wise prince of the Styx Kingdom was troubled and wished for her happiness.
——May you be happy.
Thanasios sincerely wished for that alone.
The prince of good nature, loved by the main god Styx, did not realize that he had found the answer precisely because he did not know his own qualities.
The main god Styx murmured.
“You, who can sincerely wish for someone’s happiness, can surely make Eleni happy. Don’t worry, you are on the right path.”
Even if the voice did not reach him, Thanasios would not stray from the path.
Eventually, Thanasios slipped out of the room, being careful not to wake Eleni. Although the short time they spent together could not solve everything, it was more than enough for Thanasios to have a sufficient respite.