CH 12

Nathaniel (2)

Contrary to what Kyrie thought, the carriage ride with Nathaniel was quiet and not uncomfortable. From the carriage, Nathaniel mostly looked at the flowing landscape.

When they made eye contact, he smiled dazzlingly like the sunlight reflecting on the waves.

‘You can control the fear or pressure you give to others. Like cats and beasts know how to hide their claws.’

It may be because he was considerate, or it may be because he was comfortable. 

Maybe there was no reason. Kyrie decided not to think more. She thought it was useless to preoccupy herself with something she could not figure out.

Still, thanks to that, Kyrie was able to treat Nathaniel more comfortably.

He changed from ‘a suspicious predator who made people hold their breaths’ to ‘a high ranking noble.’ 

The carriage arrived safely at the city of Envinique, Vermont.

In silence, the carriage directly headed to the inn. Nathaniel, who was silent during the carriage ride, asked Kyrie when the carriage stopped.

[Are we stopping by Vermont?] (T/N: Asking whether they won’t stop by the mansion of marquis)

“The carriage does not have the family emblem, so I’m going to pay for a stay at the inn.”

She didn’t really like the Marquis of Vermont. However, she would have to stop by Vermont if her identity was exposed.

Even more so for his son who had numerous rumors in society.

‘It’s good to avoid it if you can, especially with this dangerous guy.’

Nathaniel said [I see then] and something indecipherable, and got off the carriage.

“Welcome! Welcome to the White Deer Inn……!”

As soon as he saw Nathaniel, the owner who was running to greet the customer stopped abruptly. 

Kyrie sighed as he tried to kneel with a face that said he had seen an angel descending to earth. 

She thought that this would happen again in the future, so her eyes darkened. 

“Nathaniel, I don’t know if you’ll like it, but I’ve arranged the best room in the inn for you. How would you like to have your meal?”

‘It would be nice if you could eat in your room.’ 

Nathaniel smiled lightly as if he noticed her thoughts.

[I have business to attend to, so don’t worry. I will return before tomorrow’s departure.]

“Are you going out?”

[I will.]

At the unexpected answer, Kyrie narrowed her eyes a little.

Could she let him go alone like this?

‘No, absolutely not.’

She quickly thought of an excuse. 

“It would be uncomfortable to go alone, but if it’s okay, would you like to have a servant?”

Nathaniel slowly turned around.

Blue eyes shimmered like someone who heard something interesting.

[Are you really concerned about my discomfort? If so, I’ll accept it.]

Kyrie saw the reflection of her pupils trembling in the still eyes of Nathaniel. 

A shallow trick. It was a shallow trick. (T/N: It means she used a shallow trick, of course it was a shallow trick. Tch)

She gently opened her mouth.

“……Sorry. To be honest, I am concerned about sending you alone.”

Nathaniel raised his cane. He pretended to inspect the tip of the cane that touched the ground.

[Our Buchanan must have been afraid that I would have an accident.]

“It’s not like that.”

[No?]

Kyrie smiled bitterly.

“I’m not worried about small accidents.”

She thought she was going to offend him, but Nathaniel seemed rather amused.

[You are good at speaking. Are you anxious?] (T/N: You just stated that night that she was lacking in conversation manners..don’t tell me you fell in love with her already!? Then what about me!?)

“I am anxious.”

[What?]

“I do not know.”

[I didn’t do anything.]

“You might in the future?”

Nathaniel didn’t answer. However, he smiled as if this conversation was very pleasant.

[ I won’t go out then.]

Nathaniel’s head turned to the door of the inn. 

Kyrie saw the icy blue color iris sparkling with primal joy. (T/N: I am reminded of Rihanan from IDWTBL. How many of y’all miss that novel?)

[There is already something in front of me that will not make me bored.]

The door of the inn was opened before Kyrie was aware of her rising anxiety. 

Even if it was not a luxury item, a man in formal clothes made of soft and smooth fabrics walked in.

He looked around the inn, found Kyrie and immediately approached her.

“Excuse me. I’m from Vermont. Are you Kyrie Buchanan?”

‘A walking disaster. Endless worries. What’s next?’ 

She thought as she touched her forehead. 

T/N: Is Kyrie mad? If I were in her place I would have allowed him to leave tbh. Like ‘Just leave and die while you slip on a banana skin and rot in hell’

Ayeee just kidding do y’all think that I would leave Nathaniel? 

Really?