DYBAR - Chapter 108 < Lowell, The Dancer And The Green Eyes >
Do Your Best And Regret
Early in the morning, pitch black.
With the horse's gallop, my carriage set off. I stared through the window.
The Grand Duke building was brightly lit as if to see me off, and in front of it, many people were seeing me and the knights off. Sobel, Hannah, Winster, and Howard...
Edwin's face was particularly eye-catching.
As the face grew farther and farther away, I was tempted to pull the carriage over, but I wouldn't.
"We'll see you soon. So I'm going to Vikander first."
With the horse's gallop, my carriage set off. I stared through the window.
The Grand Duke building was brightly lit as if to see me off, and in front of it, many people were seeing me and the knights off. Sobel, Hannah, Winster, and Howard...
Edwin's face was particularly eye-catching.
As the face grew farther and farther away, I was tempted to pull the carriage over, but I wouldn't.
"We'll see you soon. So I'm going to Vikander first."
"... Liv."
I remembered the nickname I had been calling all night.
Remembering the sweet voice tickling my ears, my gaze could not be taken away from Edwin.
He was right. Soon after the negotiations are over, Edwin will return to Vikander.
But it was the first time the two had been separated for so long after they headed to Vikander together.
It wasn't until the carriage pulled out the gate that I managed to sit up. The carriage in which they sat looked unusually spacious.
Feeling overwhelmed, I clasped my hands together, hidden in my robes.
The warmth of Edwin, who had held my hand a moment ago, remained and comforted me. The tip of my nose was strangely sour, and I stopped biting my lip.
The clear pill on my lips was bittersweet. At the same time, I remembered Edwin who was giving me the medicine.
The hand that stretched out carefully to my lips, the worried look in his eyes, the voice that called out to me. And the sweet face that kissed the bridge of my nose and smiled.
It was all Edwin.
I stayed up all night, but I wasn't tired. On the contrary, it was sobering. Still, I quietly closed my eyes.
At the same time, I remembered what Edwin had told me last night.
“... I don't know much about it. I heard that at some point after Lowell disappeared into the background of history, strange rumors spread throughout the Empire. As Olivia knows, the green-eyed people ... Rumor that they're a dancer."
Late at night, the moon was shining. In the moonlight, Edwin hugged me softly.
I laughed a little. Between Edwin's words, I understood the meaning of the silence in front of the word dancer.
Vulgar words such as frivolous. As if he couldn't bear to speak, his thoughtfulness was fully revealed.
"I approached the people of Yeniv to find out when and why, but they didn't let their guard down easily. Of course, I didn't tell them Lowell's story about green eyes, so it's the same."
“... When I go back, I'll go back."
"It's so reassuring. Liv?"
"Don't expect too much. I'm also going there for the construction of Yeniv Street."
I quickly added. Nevertheless, his faith-filled gaze did not change.
I buried my face in Edwin's chest, averting my gaze. Edwin laughed a little, then continued.
"So I've speculated that it's to suppress the remnants of Lowell. Even if the Emperor considers Vikander to be a thorn in his side, there's little reason to mess with Lowell, who is already in exile."
An eyesore.
Although he mentioned it lightly, I was well-versed in the rumors that had spread throughout the empire.
When Edwin first went to war as Grand Duke Vikander, it was ten years ago, when he was just over ten years old. If it was the Emperor who sent the child to war, it would have been a thorn in his side, it was a real death. What if Edwin had been hurt at that time...
I remembered the nickname I had been calling all night.
Remembering the sweet voice tickling my ears, my gaze could not be taken away from Edwin.
He was right. Soon after the negotiations are over, Edwin will return to Vikander.
But it was the first time the two had been separated for so long after they headed to Vikander together.
It wasn't until the carriage pulled out the gate that I managed to sit up. The carriage in which they sat looked unusually spacious.
Feeling overwhelmed, I clasped my hands together, hidden in my robes.
The warmth of Edwin, who had held my hand a moment ago, remained and comforted me. The tip of my nose was strangely sour, and I stopped biting my lip.
The clear pill on my lips was bittersweet. At the same time, I remembered Edwin who was giving me the medicine.
The hand that stretched out carefully to my lips, the worried look in his eyes, the voice that called out to me. And the sweet face that kissed the bridge of my nose and smiled.
It was all Edwin.
I stayed up all night, but I wasn't tired. On the contrary, it was sobering. Still, I quietly closed my eyes.
At the same time, I remembered what Edwin had told me last night.
***
“... I don't know much about it. I heard that at some point after Lowell disappeared into the background of history, strange rumors spread throughout the Empire. As Olivia knows, the green-eyed people ... Rumor that they're a dancer."
Late at night, the moon was shining. In the moonlight, Edwin hugged me softly.
I laughed a little. Between Edwin's words, I understood the meaning of the silence in front of the word dancer.
Vulgar words such as frivolous. As if he couldn't bear to speak, his thoughtfulness was fully revealed.
"I approached the people of Yeniv to find out when and why, but they didn't let their guard down easily. Of course, I didn't tell them Lowell's story about green eyes, so it's the same."
“... When I go back, I'll go back."
"It's so reassuring. Liv?"
"Don't expect too much. I'm also going there for the construction of Yeniv Street."
I quickly added. Nevertheless, his faith-filled gaze did not change.
I buried my face in Edwin's chest, averting my gaze. Edwin laughed a little, then continued.
"So I've speculated that it's to suppress the remnants of Lowell. Even if the Emperor considers Vikander to be a thorn in his side, there's little reason to mess with Lowell, who is already in exile."
An eyesore.
Although he mentioned it lightly, I was well-versed in the rumors that had spread throughout the empire.
When Edwin first went to war as Grand Duke Vikander, it was ten years ago, when he was just over ten years old. If it was the Emperor who sent the child to war, it would have been a thorn in his side, it was a real death. What if Edwin had been hurt at that time...
I consciously held my breath, but it was hard to avoid the painful scene that filled my mind.
Unaware of it, Edwin smiled and said to me, who was in his arms.
"The only thing I know about Lowell is that magic has developed. Bethany probably knows better than I do. I am... It's all the old stories I heard from my mother when I was a kid."
All of Lowell's writings had long since been burned as disturbing, and for good reason.
It's an old story, by the way. I looked at Edwin with a strange feeling. I was curious about everything about Lowell.
The feeling was reflected in my eyes, Edwin added with a low grin.
"If I knew how to do this, I would have left it as a children's book and shown it to Liv. At the time, I just wanted to listen to stories. I'll be sure you hear from me next time. I remember it perfectly."
Unaware of it, Edwin smiled and said to me, who was in his arms.
"The only thing I know about Lowell is that magic has developed. Bethany probably knows better than I do. I am... It's all the old stories I heard from my mother when I was a kid."
All of Lowell's writings had long since been burned as disturbing, and for good reason.
It's an old story, by the way. I looked at Edwin with a strange feeling. I was curious about everything about Lowell.
The feeling was reflected in my eyes, Edwin added with a low grin.
"If I knew how to do this, I would have left it as a children's book and shown it to Liv. At the time, I just wanted to listen to stories. I'll be sure you hear from me next time. I remember it perfectly."
I remembered the songs my mom had told me. Maybe there's something to do with Lowell in between.
After a moment of reflection, Edwin continued.
"Maybe that's why I want to know more about the secrets of the White Crystal Mine. There's not much in Lowell that I know of."
"To see, if it's wheat."
I stammered as I spoke, and Edwin nodded in agreement.
"Yes, I'm going to check out the secret documents of the Imperial Family that Olivia told me at the time. If we see that, we'll at least know what the Emperor knows."
Secrets of the White Crystal Mine.
I opened my eyes. Bethany said she was living in the mines for most of the time and was looking for secrets.
What is the secret hidden in this strange mine?
I shook my head, remembering how I had accompanied the wizards and geologists to investigate.
If there was a secret in that place where even the minerals were cut off, there was no way the mages couldn't have found it.
Still, I hoped Edwin would discover the secret.
"I wish I could have heard the secret from my mother myself."
As he added at the end, I don't think I'll ever forget his quiet voice.
“.... She said he could only tell the royalty of Lowell, who had come of age."
His red eyes bore indelible scars.
"Now, no matter how desperately you wish for it, it can't come true."
The lonely smile that I could only look at with a sad heart disappeared in the blink of an eye.
I muttered involuntarily as I recalled the face.
“... If you do your best, everything will come true."
After a moment of reflection, Edwin continued.
"Maybe that's why I want to know more about the secrets of the White Crystal Mine. There's not much in Lowell that I know of."
"To see, if it's wheat."
I stammered as I spoke, and Edwin nodded in agreement.
"Yes, I'm going to check out the secret documents of the Imperial Family that Olivia told me at the time. If we see that, we'll at least know what the Emperor knows."
***
Secrets of the White Crystal Mine.
I opened my eyes. Bethany said she was living in the mines for most of the time and was looking for secrets.
What is the secret hidden in this strange mine?
I shook my head, remembering how I had accompanied the wizards and geologists to investigate.
If there was a secret in that place where even the minerals were cut off, there was no way the mages couldn't have found it.
Still, I hoped Edwin would discover the secret.
"I wish I could have heard the secret from my mother myself."
As he added at the end, I don't think I'll ever forget his quiet voice.
“.... She said he could only tell the royalty of Lowell, who had come of age."
His red eyes bore indelible scars.
"Now, no matter how desperately you wish for it, it can't come true."
The lonely smile that I could only look at with a sad heart disappeared in the blink of an eye.
I muttered involuntarily as I recalled the face.
“... If you do your best, everything will come true."
My mother's mantra reminded me of a no-brainer, and I moved closer to the window. Beyond the carriage, which had already run quite well, I could only see Dean standing next to me as if he were escorting me.
I should have said it myself.
Regrettably, I imagined the day I would see Edwin again. After the negotiations with Heferti have been completed and the secret documents of the Imperial Family have been obtained.
Or maybe Bethany first discovers the secrets of the White Crystal Mine.
It was impossible to predict which one would be faster.
But...
I should have said it myself.
Regrettably, I imagined the day I would see Edwin again. After the negotiations with Heferti have been completed and the secret documents of the Imperial Family have been obtained.
Or maybe Bethany first discovers the secrets of the White Crystal Mine.
It was impossible to predict which one would be faster.
But...
Just as Edwin was looking for hints about the White Crystal Mine in the Imperial Palace, I was going to help Bethany find its secrets.
I fiddled with the gem in my necklace as was my habit. The best was bound to be done.
Thinking of my mother, I relaxed my body. Then a soft tune leaked out of my lips. If I can find the secrets of the mines ..
The songs his mom used to sing, Edwin will be happier.
Dean outside the window will not cover his eyes either.
And Yeniv's children would also run around and sing joyful songs....
I was silent for a moment. It was a strange feeling. Some unanswered questions began to emerge.
Blinking, I recounted the story Edwin had told me. At the same time, I began to make connections by adding to my experiences.
The lost kingdom of Lowell and the green-eyed royals, His Royal Highness the Grand Duchess headed to the palace and the White Crystal Mine, the treasure that was stolen.
And green eyes branded as despised dancers.
“... Why was it a dancer?"
A knock rang above my self-talk. I stopped muttering and rolled down the window.
Dean asked, his face full of anticipation.
"Miss. How about breakfast now? There's a really good turkey restaurant!"
It's a turkey. I smiled and nodded. Immediately, Dean smiled.
As the sun rose, I could see his light green eyes beneath Dean's brown lenses.
***
The Princess couldn't hold her head up from the pressure that was pouring in. She didn't even have time to call her mother or the Empress to protect her, and she had a private meeting with the Emperor.
"Your Majesty the Emperor is looking for you."
The chief of staff came to visit her in person. It was when she came face to face with the Emperor in the Emperor's office, which he reluctantly went to without taking any time to get sick, and a few tens of minutes of silence were heavy.
“... Take responsibility for what you have done and make it a matter of none."
His voice was full of anger, and for a moment, the Princess's head turned white.
She thought there would be no forgiveness, but still, she had to take care of all this mess on her own.
She couldn't even discern what the emperor meant by "what you have done."
Is it about an abandoned mine? Or is it about the work of Maria Ethel? Or if not...
She didn't even dare to ask what it was.
"Until the delegation returns. Perfectly."
"Your Majesty!"
"I want you to be a Princess like you're now."
The Empress, who was about to plead with the Emperor at a tight time, fell silent in an instant.
She looked up and saw her father, who had no affection whatsoever. Her hands and feet stiffened as if frost had formed over her heart. At the same time, it was as if the floor she was stepping on was just going away.
She knew right away what the phrase "I want to be a Princess" meant.
Threatened with being deprived of everything she's ever had.
It was then that the Princess realized why the previous Emperor had referred to me as "you" instead of "Princess."
On the edge of the test, there was only one answer the Princess could give now. Suppressing her sobriety, the Princess managed to speak.
“... Yes, Your Majesty."
There was no further dismissal from the Emperor. The sound of turning his head as if he didn't want to look at it was sharp.
At the unspoken benediction of the benediction, the Princess gave a polite greeting and left the office.
In a hallway full of knights, examples poured out against her. But the Princess knew very well that their eyes had changed significantly.
The eyes that had always looked up to her lost their light. Seeing their mechanical behavior, the Princess silently rolled up the hem of her dress.
Her legs staggered in shame, but she couldn't bear to fall. She smiled at the nanny who looked at smile worriedly and walked away.
Whenever the nobles who came to work early paid tribute to her, she steeled herself. She could never lose sight of my status as a Princess.
The Princess of Franz's empire was the most powerful and wealthy on the continent. This identity will make her shine wherever she goes.
If so, what should she do?
"Until the delegation returns. Perfectly."
"Your Majesty!"
"I want you to be a Princess like you're now."
The Empress, who was about to plead with the Emperor at a tight time, fell silent in an instant.
She looked up and saw her father, who had no affection whatsoever. Her hands and feet stiffened as if frost had formed over her heart. At the same time, it was as if the floor she was stepping on was just going away.
She knew right away what the phrase "I want to be a Princess" meant.
Threatened with being deprived of everything she's ever had.
It was then that the Princess realized why the previous Emperor had referred to me as "you" instead of "Princess."
On the edge of the test, there was only one answer the Princess could give now. Suppressing her sobriety, the Princess managed to speak.
“... Yes, Your Majesty."
There was no further dismissal from the Emperor. The sound of turning his head as if he didn't want to look at it was sharp.
At the unspoken benediction of the benediction, the Princess gave a polite greeting and left the office.
In a hallway full of knights, examples poured out against her. But the Princess knew very well that their eyes had changed significantly.
The eyes that had always looked up to her lost their light. Seeing their mechanical behavior, the Princess silently rolled up the hem of her dress.
Her legs staggered in shame, but she couldn't bear to fall. She smiled at the nanny who looked at smile worriedly and walked away.
Whenever the nobles who came to work early paid tribute to her, she steeled herself. She could never lose sight of my status as a Princess.
The Princess of Franz's empire was the most powerful and wealthy on the continent. This identity will make her shine wherever she goes.
If so, what should she do?
Her mind was dizzy.
A banquet that has not yet ended, gossip delegations and nobles.
The princess stopped in her tracks. Why hadn't she thought of this?
"Your Royal Highness, Empress?"
The nanny asked puzzled by the Princess's sudden halt. The Princess asked coolly.
“... Where is Maria Ethel now?"
If she buried her completely in the social world, the one who had gotten her into trouble, and who might have gotten her out of trouble, her story would be buried.
But the nanny couldn't hide her anxiety.
"Your Royal Highness, why are you looking for Maria Ethel..."
A banquet that has not yet ended, gossip delegations and nobles.
The princess stopped in her tracks. Why hadn't she thought of this?
"Your Royal Highness, Empress?"
The nanny asked puzzled by the Princess's sudden halt. The Princess asked coolly.
“... Where is Maria Ethel now?"
If she buried her completely in the social world, the one who had gotten her into trouble, and who might have gotten her out of trouble, her story would be buried.
But the nanny couldn't hide her anxiety.
"Your Royal Highness, why are you looking for Maria Ethel..."
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