Chapter 59

The hair that touched my fingers felt very soft.

Maybe Perez has nicer hair than me.2

I thought hard.

I was a little confused about what Perez was doing in front of me, then I made eye contact with Perez, who was silently lowering his head.

And he grabbed my hand.

"....Uh?"

It was a moment when I felt embarrassed by a hand that suddenly grabbed mine.

Something touched my hand.

"What is this?"

"A Gift."

"It's a gift?"

When I opened my hand, I saw a round-shaped flower on my palm.

It looks like a mixture of lilies and roses, and the color is reddish.

But why the flowers is hard? Why?

"This. Is it Ruby?"

"Huh."

"Yes!"

Ruby was too precious to nod lightly!

The weight and volume felt by the hand are also considerable.

I walked to a brighter place and looked at the Ruby ​​in my hand.

It's a little smaller than a ping-pong ball, and the Ruby ​​was carved into a flower shape.

However, the shape of the petals was a little strange.

Like it was made by someone who was sculpting for the first time, it was awkward at first and then quickly became more proficient ...

"Did you sculpt this?!"

"Huh."

As before, he just nodded his head stiffly.

"Uh, how? No, why?!"

Why is the Second Prince, who is busy studying swordsmanship every day, sculpting Ruby ​​that has nothing to do?

"I want to give you."

"Oh, thank you! Thank you! Ha-ah....... What the hell did you use to sculpt the Ruby?"

It's not as easy as carving wood with a knife.

Perez replied to my question, saying that it wasn't a big deal.

"It because I was putting Aura on a small knife."

"Ah, if it's like that then, definitely... Wait, you sculpted with Aura?!"

The guy nodded again.

“Come... Show me a little Aura…”

Oh my gosh.

I've never heard of a jewel cut and shaped with Aura.

The price of Ruby itself is enormous, too, but it was carved with aura.

“Aura was very useful.”

It was as if the use of the aura he exuded was just to carve Rubies.

Certainly, his way of thinking had a very peculiar corner somewhere.

I sighed and looked at the Ruby ​​in my hand.

“Thank you, I'll take it well.”

Someone might say it's a too burdensome gift and refuse it.

Why is this?

Later, when Perez becomes Crown Prince and becomes Emperor, the value of this ruby ​​will not be converted.

A Ruby ​​hand-carved by the Emperor using Aura when he was a child.

Save it either.

"The fact is..."

Perez pulled something again, rummaged from his pocket.

It was a string made of long gold.

"It was a necklace."

When I looked closely, there was a small ring on the back of the Ruby.

How could the ring be in that jewelry?

I didn't want to ask.

"This too…"

"Yeah."

Well, there's nothing that can't be done with Aura.

I secretly saw Perez put on the necklace.

"If that's okay, would you like to wear this necklace?"

He asked very carefully.

"You're saying this is mine? Of course. Isn't that obvious?"

He asked me, then what shall I do. I quickly stretched out my neck.

The necklace was long, different from what an adult would use, and Ruby flowers fluttered slightly.

When it moved, several sections shone, reflecting light.

"Pretty."

Rarely, Perez said first.

"Yeah. You are pretty."

The parts that are engraved at the beginning make the flowers more colorful.

"Thanks."

I said again.

I liked Ruby so much that I thought I could say it ten times.

"I also."

Perez said something I didn't know again.

And there was no conversation between us for a while.

That didn't mean it was awkward.

I visited the lit garden and listened to music in the cool breeze.

And, Perez...

"Why do you keep looking at me?"

Your gaze will be very piercing, hey.

"Hey."

Instead of answering my question, Perez said something else.

"We, is there no way to meet each other sometimes?"

“What does that mean?”

"It would be nice if we could talk like this sometimes."

Expressing what you want directly like this is unexpected.

I asked carefully, thinking about it.

“Aren't we going to exchange letters?”

“There are many things that cannot be conveyed by letter.”

Perez's tone was cautious.

He is afraid of someone reading the letter, so he reluctant to write important stories.

"Do not worry about it. Caitlyn was not the one who would open someone else's letter, and because she was commuting on the Lombardy carriage, there's no need to worry about someone taking her in the middle."

Perez listened to my explanation for a while, then shrugged and replied after a while.

“…If you say so."