“It’s finally mine.”
It was harder than he thought to take something from Kaian.
How could that guy just let something be taken away so easily?
How could that guy just let something be taken away so easily?
At first, he thought he didn’t know what was going on, but his restraint towards Valquiterre gradually intensified.
If you hate him that much, you want to take it even more.
If you kept insisting on giving it to him, many things would break or get damaged before they even fell into his hands.
If you hate him that much, you want to take it even more.
If you kept insisting on giving it to him, many things would break or get damaged before they even fell into his hands.
Later, Kaian's actions were two-fold. He would rather break it than give it away nicely, or he would hide it before he could catch his eye.
It seemed that Kaian was trying to make Claudel invisible until he returned to the palace because he knew his true nature, but it was a failure.
Valquiterre even endured the fact that Kaian saw her dancing with him twice, after the King’s Birthday Ball.
Just to make Kaian let his guard down.
To make him feel uneasy as if he didn’t care much about Claudel. He deliberately didn’t ask her to dance but watched as Kaian made the excuse that the Duchess wasn’t feeling well and then dragged her away.
Claudel was lying face down on the bed, wrapped in a large sheet, without being able to properly dry herself.
Her hair, which had been a mess from swimming in the water, was still half-damp and tangled together, and even that appearance looked mysterious like a fairy just pulled out of a large pearl oyster.
Valquiterre reached out and wrapped her hair around the tip of her index finger.
“I’ve succeeded in stealing the best.”
He celebrated his victory.
“I’m not like you, Kaian.”
Valquiterre lowered his head and pulled the red skein wrapped around his hand, kissing it. would never give back the woman who had fallen into his hands.
Never.
Whoa!...There!
Whoa!... There!
Through the window where the dawn was dimly breaking, a feeble voice was heard like a white smoke rising from a pile of ash, and then it was disturbed.
The bedroom of the lord, which greeted the dawn with the window wide open, was cold and cold without warmth.
The room that Kaian had used intermittently for only ten days and four days after the owner had been there for more than half a year, had a lonely atmosphere like an empty room.
However, the room that the servant in charge of cleaning had neatly organized according to the owner’s taste, who hated messiness, was now a complete mess. The bedding that had been rolled up haphazardly had been dragged down and thrown out, and the carpet on the floor was covered with footprints as if someone had trampled it with dirt.
Kaian was lying on the floor, crumpled and rough.
He had fallen sideways after jumping out of bed and his arms and legs were tied with rope.
The bedding that had been dragged down along the path of the giant body rolling down the bed was scattered in a mess. A blanket rolled around in front of Kaian, who couldn't move his body easily.
'It's nice to see the stars, but it's cold.'
He had promised to show the woman with her injured leg a good view, but the one who actually had a good view that day was Kaian.
Her skin was exceptionally white, and her slender body shone even under the soft starlight.
Didn't he wrap the woman in a blanket until she no longer complained of being cold, and wrap her in his arms when she collapsed from exhaustion?
Even though he had only wrapped her in a blanket embroidered with gold thread, Claudel was really pretty.
He thought that the woman who had been bitten by a crocodile in his stead was special and a little grateful, but in fact, she was so pretty that he couldn't forget her.
Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! ...She's gone!
Where did she go, leaving behind only the blanket that had warmed her body?
Kaian felt salty moisture rising around his stinging eyes.
‘She often said it was cold at night.’
She was from Valmonde and grew up in the frozen tundra that was frozen half the year, so she didn’t feel the cold, and every night when he visited her bedroom, she would whine to Kaian to hug her because she was cold.
‘Claudel must be cold.’
This was not the time to be lying around like an idiot.
“...Hmm.”
He tried to call the butler, but a hoarse sound came out instead of a voice from his throat that was so hoarse that it was almost painful.
“Cough. Cough.”
Because of his awkward posture, he coughed harshly, and two servants hurriedly entered the room from outside the door.
“Your Lordship.”
“He’s awake. Quickly call the butler.”
The servants tried to lift him up from the floor as if trying to lift him back onto the bed. At that moment, the butler hurriedly entered the bedroom.
As soon as Kaian saw the butler, he spoke in a hoarse voice as if squeezing it.
“...Take this off.”
“My lord.”
The talented butler, who had once led the Rowen estate safely in place of the owner who had left the castle, looked at him in embarrassment.
"It's not possible."
"I won't do anything crazy.”
“You can’t go to the lake.”
“Loosen it.”
Last night, Kaian was running wild like a crazy person.
When he was out of breath in the water and on the verge of fainting, a search party pulled him onto the boat.
Then, when he came to his senses, he jumped into the lake, and it was difficult to find Claudel, who had fallen. The butler worried that he would see the lord drowning before his eyes, ordered the guards to forcibly take him to the castle.
Even after the ship reached land, Kaian knocked down the guards with his bare hands and chased them all the way into the lake.
Baron Colon, who thought he could no longer stop Kaian, took the extraordinary measure of tying the lord, who had been dragged half-fainted from under the water, with rope and locking him in his bedroom.
“I’m looking for Madam.”
“That means you haven’t found it yet.”
“Please, as we are trying to free people.”
“I won’t go into the water. So release it.”
“...”
When the butler kept his mouth shut and didn't move as if he didn't want to, Kaian glared at him.
“Is it okay to think of it as rebelling against me?”
“I’m sorry.”
In the end, the butler had his servants untie the ropes that bound Kaian.
The servants, who could not breathe properly between the lord who seemed to be out of his mind, and the castle's powerful butler who directly managed the comings and goings, hurriedly untied the ropes that were restraining Kaian as soon as permission was given.
Kaian clamped his mouth shut and wailed as his blood stopped flowing and was suddenly released. The attendants watched him and busily massaged his arms and legs.
“To the lake... Get ready to go.”
“Stay in the castle. I will go.”
“Let me go. Please.”
“Then change your clothes and go. Many eyes are watching.”
There was more than one person who saw Claudel fall into the lake last night.
It was the ‘water banquet’ that everyone was looking forward to. Many people came to see the luxurious event that can only be enjoyed in the Land of the Sun, where winter is not cold, as it is a place for blessings held before the start of the New Year's farming in Rowen.
This time, it was said that even the King was staying in Rowen, so quite a few nobles from other territories also came to visit.
Several people jumped into Kaian's boat to save the woman who had fallen into the water from nearby boats, but all were in vain.
There weren't many nobles who enjoyed swimming. Even if they were commoners, it was not something that people who stayed in urban villages could enjoy.
The serfs who had been sweating and working in the dust would take off their flimsy coverings before going in for dinner and play in the cool water before licking themselves to their heart's content.
In Rowen, the main occupation was farming, and due to the hot weather throughout the year, many people knew how to swim, but unfortunately, the boats of nobles were located around the boats of Kings and lords who were swimming side by side.
In the first place, few of them knew how to swim, so when they saw someone fall from the boat into the water, not many jumped in to save them, but they couldn't even swim close to Kaian's boat.
The guests were watching the famous Duke of Temnes rampage like a monster because his wife had fallen into the water. The decision of the butlet who dedicated himself to the honor of Temnes was that the matter should be resolved as quietly as possible.
'It may already be too late.'
Even if he felt that way, he couldn't just let Kaian go.
Finally, after a brief standoff, Kaian reluctantly gave him a nod and had the butler bring the servant a new shirt and pants.
“Please eat at least a little bit.”
"It's okay."
Kaian, who was hastily putting his arms into a new shirt, answered half-heartedly without even looking.
“And if you fall, who will save you, Master?"
But he stopped at those words.
“...Yes."
It was when Kaian forced himself to take a sip of the watery soup.
“Please come, Your Majesty.”
A group of royal servants lined up in front of Kaian's room, and Valquiter appeared.
“You’re awake.”
He looked at Kaian's complexion as if he was concerned.
“As you can see.”
“It would be inconvenient for me to stay here in such a chaotic time.”
As the butler took the cup back from Kaian and walked away, Valquiterre sighed.
“I will return to the capital today.”
“...Today?"
“There is no need for a grand farewell ceremony for the King.”
Valquiterre was worried about Kaian.
“You seem to be out of your mind due to an unfortunate accident. Do you have time to take care of guests? It will be easier for you if I go too.”
"Sorry."
“Are you sorry?”
During his confusion, Kaian apologized to Valquiterre.
“It’s been a long time coming, but I couldn’t show you a good image.”
“There’s nothing to say like that. I really regret it.”
Valquiterre sighed.
“I think I gave an unreasonable order regarding Vermont and Temnes.”
It wasn't so. Claudel was Kaian's wife.
They were getting along pretty well. It was definitely like that, but his clouded mind couldn't figure out where the problem came from.
The atmosphere became cold as Kaian could not find the right words.
At that time, the butler stepped forward and bowed his head to Valquiterre.
“I dare to make a request to Your Majesty.”
“The Baron to me?”
“Please let us search the ship.”
It seemed that Kaian was trying to make Claudel invisible until he returned to the palace because he knew his true nature, but it was a failure.
Valquiterre even endured the fact that Kaian saw her dancing with him twice, after the King’s Birthday Ball.
Just to make Kaian let his guard down.
To make him feel uneasy as if he didn’t care much about Claudel. He deliberately didn’t ask her to dance but watched as Kaian made the excuse that the Duchess wasn’t feeling well and then dragged her away.
Claudel was lying face down on the bed, wrapped in a large sheet, without being able to properly dry herself.
Her hair, which had been a mess from swimming in the water, was still half-damp and tangled together, and even that appearance looked mysterious like a fairy just pulled out of a large pearl oyster.
Valquiterre reached out and wrapped her hair around the tip of her index finger.
“I’ve succeeded in stealing the best.”
He celebrated his victory.
“I’m not like you, Kaian.”
Valquiterre lowered his head and pulled the red skein wrapped around his hand, kissing it. would never give back the woman who had fallen into his hands.
Never.
***
Whoa!...There!
Whoa!... There!
Through the window where the dawn was dimly breaking, a feeble voice was heard like a white smoke rising from a pile of ash, and then it was disturbed.
The bedroom of the lord, which greeted the dawn with the window wide open, was cold and cold without warmth.
The room that Kaian had used intermittently for only ten days and four days after the owner had been there for more than half a year, had a lonely atmosphere like an empty room.
However, the room that the servant in charge of cleaning had neatly organized according to the owner’s taste, who hated messiness, was now a complete mess. The bedding that had been rolled up haphazardly had been dragged down and thrown out, and the carpet on the floor was covered with footprints as if someone had trampled it with dirt.
Kaian was lying on the floor, crumpled and rough.
He had fallen sideways after jumping out of bed and his arms and legs were tied with rope.
The bedding that had been dragged down along the path of the giant body rolling down the bed was scattered in a mess. A blanket rolled around in front of Kaian, who couldn't move his body easily.
'It's nice to see the stars, but it's cold.'
He had promised to show the woman with her injured leg a good view, but the one who actually had a good view that day was Kaian.
Her skin was exceptionally white, and her slender body shone even under the soft starlight.
Didn't he wrap the woman in a blanket until she no longer complained of being cold, and wrap her in his arms when she collapsed from exhaustion?
Even though he had only wrapped her in a blanket embroidered with gold thread, Claudel was really pretty.
He thought that the woman who had been bitten by a crocodile in his stead was special and a little grateful, but in fact, she was so pretty that he couldn't forget her.
Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! ...She's gone!
Where did she go, leaving behind only the blanket that had warmed her body?
Kaian felt salty moisture rising around his stinging eyes.
‘She often said it was cold at night.’
She was from Valmonde and grew up in the frozen tundra that was frozen half the year, so she didn’t feel the cold, and every night when he visited her bedroom, she would whine to Kaian to hug her because she was cold.
‘Claudel must be cold.’
This was not the time to be lying around like an idiot.
“...Hmm.”
He tried to call the butler, but a hoarse sound came out instead of a voice from his throat that was so hoarse that it was almost painful.
“Cough. Cough.”
Because of his awkward posture, he coughed harshly, and two servants hurriedly entered the room from outside the door.
“Your Lordship.”
“He’s awake. Quickly call the butler.”
The servants tried to lift him up from the floor as if trying to lift him back onto the bed. At that moment, the butler hurriedly entered the bedroom.
As soon as Kaian saw the butler, he spoke in a hoarse voice as if squeezing it.
“...Take this off.”
“My lord.”
The talented butler, who had once led the Rowen estate safely in place of the owner who had left the castle, looked at him in embarrassment.
"It's not possible."
"I won't do anything crazy.”
“You can’t go to the lake.”
“Loosen it.”
Last night, Kaian was running wild like a crazy person.
When he was out of breath in the water and on the verge of fainting, a search party pulled him onto the boat.
Then, when he came to his senses, he jumped into the lake, and it was difficult to find Claudel, who had fallen. The butler worried that he would see the lord drowning before his eyes, ordered the guards to forcibly take him to the castle.
Even after the ship reached land, Kaian knocked down the guards with his bare hands and chased them all the way into the lake.
Baron Colon, who thought he could no longer stop Kaian, took the extraordinary measure of tying the lord, who had been dragged half-fainted from under the water, with rope and locking him in his bedroom.
“I’m looking for Madam.”
“That means you haven’t found it yet.”
“Please, as we are trying to free people.”
“I won’t go into the water. So release it.”
“...”
When the butler kept his mouth shut and didn't move as if he didn't want to, Kaian glared at him.
“Is it okay to think of it as rebelling against me?”
“I’m sorry.”
In the end, the butler had his servants untie the ropes that bound Kaian.
The servants, who could not breathe properly between the lord who seemed to be out of his mind, and the castle's powerful butler who directly managed the comings and goings, hurriedly untied the ropes that were restraining Kaian as soon as permission was given.
Kaian clamped his mouth shut and wailed as his blood stopped flowing and was suddenly released. The attendants watched him and busily massaged his arms and legs.
“To the lake... Get ready to go.”
“Stay in the castle. I will go.”
“Let me go. Please.”
“Then change your clothes and go. Many eyes are watching.”
There was more than one person who saw Claudel fall into the lake last night.
It was the ‘water banquet’ that everyone was looking forward to. Many people came to see the luxurious event that can only be enjoyed in the Land of the Sun, where winter is not cold, as it is a place for blessings held before the start of the New Year's farming in Rowen.
This time, it was said that even the King was staying in Rowen, so quite a few nobles from other territories also came to visit.
Several people jumped into Kaian's boat to save the woman who had fallen into the water from nearby boats, but all were in vain.
There weren't many nobles who enjoyed swimming. Even if they were commoners, it was not something that people who stayed in urban villages could enjoy.
The serfs who had been sweating and working in the dust would take off their flimsy coverings before going in for dinner and play in the cool water before licking themselves to their heart's content.
In Rowen, the main occupation was farming, and due to the hot weather throughout the year, many people knew how to swim, but unfortunately, the boats of nobles were located around the boats of Kings and lords who were swimming side by side.
In the first place, few of them knew how to swim, so when they saw someone fall from the boat into the water, not many jumped in to save them, but they couldn't even swim close to Kaian's boat.
The guests were watching the famous Duke of Temnes rampage like a monster because his wife had fallen into the water. The decision of the butlet who dedicated himself to the honor of Temnes was that the matter should be resolved as quietly as possible.
'It may already be too late.'
Even if he felt that way, he couldn't just let Kaian go.
Finally, after a brief standoff, Kaian reluctantly gave him a nod and had the butler bring the servant a new shirt and pants.
“Please eat at least a little bit.”
"It's okay."
Kaian, who was hastily putting his arms into a new shirt, answered half-heartedly without even looking.
“And if you fall, who will save you, Master?"
But he stopped at those words.
“...Yes."
It was when Kaian forced himself to take a sip of the watery soup.
“Please come, Your Majesty.”
A group of royal servants lined up in front of Kaian's room, and Valquiter appeared.
“You’re awake.”
He looked at Kaian's complexion as if he was concerned.
“As you can see.”
“It would be inconvenient for me to stay here in such a chaotic time.”
As the butler took the cup back from Kaian and walked away, Valquiterre sighed.
“I will return to the capital today.”
“...Today?"
“There is no need for a grand farewell ceremony for the King.”
Valquiterre was worried about Kaian.
“You seem to be out of your mind due to an unfortunate accident. Do you have time to take care of guests? It will be easier for you if I go too.”
"Sorry."
“Are you sorry?”
During his confusion, Kaian apologized to Valquiterre.
“It’s been a long time coming, but I couldn’t show you a good image.”
“There’s nothing to say like that. I really regret it.”
Valquiterre sighed.
“I think I gave an unreasonable order regarding Vermont and Temnes.”
It wasn't so. Claudel was Kaian's wife.
They were getting along pretty well. It was definitely like that, but his clouded mind couldn't figure out where the problem came from.
The atmosphere became cold as Kaian could not find the right words.
At that time, the butler stepped forward and bowed his head to Valquiterre.
“I dare to make a request to Your Majesty.”
“The Baron to me?”
“Please let us search the ship.”
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