CH 67

Whispering

Kyrie stayed at Josephina’s house for a few days.

“I’m glad to have you! Unnie, can you stay with me?”

Kyrie felt embarrassed at heart every time Federica said so with an innocent face. She had yet to know the proper way to explain death to a child. In the end, Kyrie only smiled.

“I like Federica, too. I wish we could stay together.”

“Yes! Yes! You draw pictures well, sing well, and you look like a real princess! But Mother said that our princess is dead?”

Kyrie’s breath paused. She immediately erased the rising blue eyes from her mind.

“But I think the princess is not dead.”

“Really?”

“She was stabbed by a spinning wheel!”

Kyrie smiled from the bottom of her heart. Federica, who saw her, laughed loudly and ran around.

“You laughed again!”

It was a strange thing. Jewelry, gold, gold coins, castles, power and honor. When she had everything, the joy she ran out of was rather filled in a small, narrow house. Perhaps she knew that Nathaniel didn’t kill Maria and Laura, but just held them hostage.

‘Is he waiting?’

She didn’t know. All Kyrie knew was the snow pouring in like he wanted to put the whole city to sleep.

Kyrie’s attempt to escape had become increasingly difficult. Even if Kyrie stayed at home, Federica came with her friends.

“Wow, you look like a real princess…….”

“Kir, why aren’t your hands stiff? Are you a princess? Is it true that a princess covers herself with a cotton blanket?”

“In my opinion, this Noona is an angel.”

“Howard, you idiot! An angel has wings, but she doesn’t have wings.”

The children began to squirm around Kyrie like chicks. They were all children living nearby. She tried to avoid them, but she couldn’t. The children pushed out old shacks from every corner of the shack and popped out their heads, even with little sight of Kyrie.

“Kir Noona!”

“Kir Unnie!”

From the ages of three to eight, the children smiled brightly at Kyrie. Then Kyrie had to laugh anyway. The time to be alone naturally disappeared.

“She said she’d give me clothes later!”

“Really? When?”

“Uh….”

Federica puffed her mouth.

“Unnie, when’s the scary guy coming?”

“Who’s scary? Is there anything you’re scared of?”

“My dad said money was the scariest thing.”

“No, it’s human.”

Federica turned her head to Kyrie.

“What are you afraid of?”

“Me?”

The children glowed their eyes. Kyrie erased Nathaniel’s face, which was rising as if he was catching her.

“……Well. People?”

“Look!”

“Why are you scared? Didn’t he give you anything to eat?”

Kyrie shook her head. He was rather impatient because he couldn’t feed her.

“Not really.”

“Sure?”

She wanted to skip it, but the children were waiting for Kyrie’s answer, shining their eyes like stars. Kyrie brought out words that were only sweet and barely came out with a determination.

“He did bad things because of me.”

“Because of you?”

“Yes, because of me.”

“Can’t you tell him not to?”

“It didn’t work.”

“What a bad guy!”

Federica sprang to her feet. Then suddenly she hugged Kyrie.

“If I come, I’ll be mad! Instead of Kir!”

“Me, too!”

“Then me too!”

“Yes, I have a knife!”

“I have a knife in my house, too!”

In an instant, the children who formed the Kyrie Defense Corps began to run wild, saying they would show momentum to the “scary person” who did not know when they would come. Kyrie smiled comfortably without realizing it.

‘I wish these days would continue…….’

***

“They’re inspecting each wagon.”

Josephina said as she knitted. It was dinner. After dinner, Federica fell asleep on Kyrie’s knee.

“They’re going to run tests on bodies going outside. Just in case they’re hiding there.”

“That’s right.”

“But I don’t think they’re going to go through this old shack. I guess they don’t think you can live in a place like this because you’re a noblewoman.”

“Is that so?”

Kyrie answered without motivation. Soldiers searched the streets twelve times a day but to be honest, surveillance was weaker than she thought.

“Or why don’t you just stay like this?”

Josephina said carefully. Kyrie raised her head. Josephina was looking at her with a slightly worried face.

“I heard the Legendary Lord liked you so much.”

“I think it’s exactly like an imprinting effect.”

“People say that love is out of sight and out of mind. Wouldn’t that be the case?”

Josephina turned her eyes back to the cobwebs.

“In fact, the soldiers seem to be searching more and more roughly. Maybe you can go out there.”

It would be perfect if he did. There were many more beautiful young people than herself in the social circle, and there were many more ambitious young nobles than her. If Nathaniel’s mind moved to one of them, everything would be fine.

Kyrie stared blankly at the kitchen knife behind Josephina’s back. Sometimes, someone, or Aaron, whispered in her ear to die, but the voice faded away, buried in the laughter of Federica and the children. 

(PR note: if you heard whispering sounds but there’s absolutely no one there, in this case, it’s a severe depression. Another disorder that also comes with whispering sounds-also called hallucinations-are schizophrenia, bipolar, etc. Please seek help if you or people around you have these symptoms. For more info, read DSM-V)

“But you’re not interested in the Legendary Lord at all?”

“Interested?”

Kyrie, who was thinking otherwise, asked again, hiding her surprise. Josephina seemed somewhat cautious.

“We don’t know, but he was so handsome……. Is that right?”

Kyrie, who didn’t know what to answer, nodded for now.

“That’s right.”

Josephina’s eyes glowed.

“And he is rich.”

“Maybe.”

“He is strong, too.”

“Strong.”

“He is handsome.”

Why was she emphasizing his face twice?

Josephina seemed to want to elicit a positive response from herself about Nathaniel. However, neither were facts to be denied, so Kyrie replied nonchalantly.

“Maybe the coolest…… person. On the surface.”

“Oh, really? Was he that handsome even in your eyes?”

“That’s… a little.”

“Did he fit your ideal type?”

“Maybe……? No, I’ve never thought about it that way.”

“Really? Do you have an ideal type?”

Kyrie slowly lost track of what she was talking about.

“……I’m a nobleman. Making an ideal type would be an obstacle to the union of the families. But is that so important?”

“Oh, my God!”

Josephina grinned at the tail of her eyes. She seemed to be in a good mood.

“I’m sorry to bother you. I just thought that a normal person might have fallen in love…….”

Kyrie still thought of Nathaniel. He was definitely a man who will not easily be forgotten. He had a clear look that could be drawn even if he was not in front of the painter, and he had a cool and refined impression. 

Above all, his boredom and dignity. To him, he can see the room that only the overwhelming power can have, and that was surely fascinating.

“……it could have been.”

Josephina stopped knitting and asked.

“Then what part of him you didn’t like?”

At that word, Kyrie quickly regained her cool. Her voice got cold, too.

“I don’t want anyone to kill for me.”

Josephina opened her eyes wide. She stayed still like a panicked person, and asked cautiously.

“And what?”

Kyrie was cynical

“Is that important? He won’t listen to me anyway, and I don’t want to live anymore.”

Perhaps because of the weight of the words, Josephina closed her mouth with a pale face. And she hurriedly put down the knitting.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said……. Would you like to go in and rest?”

“I should.”

Josephina smiled affectionately late.

“Still…… Don’t worry too much. Everything’s going to be fine. Stay with us. Do you happen to know? Will everything be fine like a miracle…….”

***

A few days passed. The initial vigilance was also bound to slow down. Kyrie often forgot about her situation, especially when she saw Federica and the children smiling brightly at her. 

As she tried to feed Federica, who didn’t want to eat, the amount she ate increased. At first, she was busy throwing up, but now half the others are eating well. Soldiers still searched the streets, but not as thoroughly as they used to be.

Finally, two weeks after running away from the palace, Kyrie heard that a ball was being held at the palace.

“They said it was a huge opening!”

Federica began to spread rumors with a big smile.

“Legendary Lord said he’d open it because he was bored! When I become an adult, I will go there and wear a dress!”

As Kyrie raised her head, she made eye contact with Josephina, who was smiling.

“That’s great, isn’t it?”

“Yes.”

Kyrie replied nonchalantly.

Unbelievable. Nathaniel couldn’t let her go so easily

But at the same time Kyrie begged for him to forget her. Forget Kyrie Buchanan, who had to get her clothes dirty, lose her dignity, and fight every single meal. He was betrayed by a precious person and had to fall asleep, and he certainly wanted to be happy. But that was just Kyrie’s wish.

Somewhere in the frozen palace, somewhere she didn’t know, someone kept thinking of Kyrie. Sitting on a bent-legged chair watching Kyrie fall asleep in Kyrie’s room, he kept thinking about Kyrie. For him, he had no night, no day, and all he had was eternity, which was full of Kyrie.

[Kyrie.]

Sometimes when he called the name out loud, he felt a little more unbearable. The white king in the palm of his hand was the only thing that held his patience.

(Q/C: the white king refers to the white king chess piece)

Sometimes he felt deeply sad. Without Kyrie, the world was filled with small birds chirping words that he could not understand.

Therefore, he thought. As expected, there’s no next time.

I’ll never let you go. This is the last time I’m in a play.

[OldCiudad.]

“Yes, sir.”

At Nathaniel’s call, the Duke of OldCiudad, standing behind him, answered.

[What about Kyrie?]

A word he asked a dozen times a day. The Duke answered for the thirteenth time.

“It will go your way.”

[Continued in the next volume]

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T/rant: YAYAYAYA WE FINISHED VOL 2 A VERY BIG SHOUT-OUT TO MY RAW PROVIDER AND RAW TYPER- I, MY PR- RIGEL, QC- SELENE

Once again I’m requesting you to flood the obey me channel with chats and curses on Nathaniel.

The talk between Josephine and Kyrie is very shady ngl I felt that she was making Kyrie have a crush on Nathaniel by showing her his attractive features? Like how girls do in highschool, they purposely talk about that one boy again and again unless you start having a crush on that boy. 

A small gift to the readers who are always up-to-date with this novel:

These are compilation of all the images/fanarts related to obey me

don’t even try to show that face Nathaniel, you have a handsome face not a handsome personality, *proceeds to read the scenes where Nathaniel is killing people* 

Damn, he actually tied her down, when I first saw this fan art I thought it was just an art and not related to the plot but it is actually

Since this volume was dark and gore, here is the chibi version of Kyrie and Nathaniel (surprised that it actually suits them)

Leschaux

Nathaniel

Psycho bastard sorry I really wanted to curse Nathaniel once, finally did it 

(If anyone knows how to clean Novel covers do HMU)