Chapter 41: I Didn’t Have Any Weird Thoughts

Chapter 41: I Didn’t Have Any Weird Thoughts

When I woke up again from my deep sleep, I was inside my room, not in the carriage.

I sprang up from my position on the bed, when a soft voice called out next to me.

Im sorry, Sister. I couldnt muster up the courage to wake you.

Please forgive me for carrying you back to your room without permission.

The owner of that voice was Cassadin. He was kneeling down next to the bed, looking down at me.

Cassadin must have changed at some point, as he was in a nightgown instead of a uniform.

A night breeze blew in from the open window. The breeze gently tickled his silver hair.

But unlike his usual self, Cassadins face was drawn with anxiety. I felt that was unusual but shook it off as just my assumption.

Its alright, Cassadin.

I smiled brightly at him and pointed at the bed.

What are you doing there? Arent you usually up here?

May I do that?

Of course.

Ive actually changed Sisters clothes because I worried they may be uncomfortable.

My mind jolted awake at Cassadins confession. When I looked down, I saw that I was in a comfortable negligee instead of the pink gown I had worn to the banquet.

He changed my clothes? Then does that mean he saw my naked body? And I was asleep, unaware that Cassadin was changing me?

When I realized what had happened, my face reddened in embarrassment. There was a reason why Cassadin had been kneeling on the floor, unlike his usual self.

Seeing my flustered reaction, Cassadin brought up both of his hands to his chest and said,

Im sorry, Sister.

But I didnt have any weird thoughts doing so.

I truly, not even for a single moment, had a weird thought.

Why was he emphasizing that he didnt get any weird ideas so much? That sounds even more suspicious. Whether it was from either embarrassment or anger, my hand clenching the bedsheets was trembling.

Cassadin turned his head to avoid my gaze. He must have known that what he did was shameful, as not only his face but his neck was bright red as well.

Go away!

I shouted at Cassadin, utterly mortified. Cassadins eyes widened in shock. He must not have believed what I had just said, as his mouth was slightly agape as he stared at me.

Sister!

Leave! You demon!

I threw the pillow next to me at him. But with his extraordinary reflexes, Cassadin caught the pillow I threw with one hand. That fact made me feel even more pathetic.

Cassadin. You are not permitted to enter my room from now on.

Sister. Please, anything but that!

I did not adopt a pervert as my younger brother.

Cassadin, who had become a pervert, drooped his shoulders. Why was he acting hurt when he was the one who had caused it? I couldnt understand him at all.

Hugging the pillow I threw at him, Cassadin opened his mouth.

I merely changed your clothes because you looked uncomfortable in your sleep

So you think youve done nothing wrong?

At least Cassadin hadnt said he didnt do anything wrong. Getting up from the bed, I approached the kneeling Cassadin and placed my hands on his shoulders.

The green eyes that scanned its surroundings glinted sharply. The slightly higher ceilings than his mansion and walls shining with gold told him that this place was the palace.

And next to him,

Master! Are you alright?!

Kindel

He saw his closest aide, Butler Kindel. His eyes seemed fatigued, unlike his usual self. It seemed like he waited for his master to awaken the entire time.

As he swept back his hair, Damian asked Kindel.

What exactly happened? And where am I?

Master.

Kindel bowed his head and immediately explained the situation.

This is one of the many rooms prepared in the palace for urgent patients.

Room prepared for patients, you say

Yes. Master had collapsed in the banquet hall. Youve been unconscious for an entire day.

Unconscious for a day. The gossip about his heart condition must have spread throughout the entire nation already.

A day.

Damian laughed emptily.

Just what had happened at the banquet, Master? Have you not hidden it well until now?

Kindel anxiously asked as he checked his masters condition. And looking at Kindel, a corner of Damians mouth curled up.

Many things happened.

Things I couldnt even begin to imagine.

Damian rested his chin on his hand and thought for a moment before reopening his mouth.

But first, we should return to the duchy.

I will withdraw the lawsuit I have filed against the imperial family.

What? Youre canceling it, Master?

The old butler must have been quite shocked, as the monocle on his eye almost jumped off of his face.

Itll just be a waste of time to drag on the lawsuit any further. Not to mention that my heart condition has been revealed, so its rather my side thatll look ridiculous now. Since they kindly provided a room for patients in this damned palace, Im going to be at a disadvantage even if we continue the lawsuit.

The first step is to recover my reputation, which has fallen to the ground. Then

Damian added on with an ominous smile.

There is something we must do in secret.

As you say, Master.

After a short bow, Kindel helped his master up. The strength he displayed as he supported his master was unbelievable for a 70-year-old man.

While he had been walking along leaning against Kindel, Damian stopped and asked him.

Have you fed me that while I was asleep?

After checking that nobody was nearby, Kindel nodded.

Yes, Master.

And you werent caught by anyone on the way?

Thankfully, I was not.

Good.

Damian let out a sigh of relief and ordered Kindel.

Even if all else is revealed, this must be kept secret from the public.