It might have been more real to think of it as a dream.
Rhodnes denied the voice that mercilessly clawed at his mind, rather than Bardenaldo’s appearance or face, which was no different from a madman. He moved his lips several times, but no sound came out.
Bardenaldo, who had to let out whatever he could, was also in a hurry to let out his breath filled with excitement.
Their silence only suffocated each other.
“Concession, that’s not funny. Even if it weren’t for your mother’s will, would you have been loyal to me?”
In the end, the one who couldn’t stand the silence was Bardenaldo, who had been excited the whole time.
Bardenaldo, who had been killing him, was momentarily speechless at Rhodnes’s answer that he would have followed him because he loved him, and then furrowed his eyebrows.
“Oh, Roan. I told you it wasn’t my doing. Look at them. Those rats framing your brother!”
In reality, no one had framed the Crown Prince Bardenaldo.
Bardenaldo, who was not confident in himself, could not overcome the anxiety that was creeping up on him when Rhodnes did not kneel before him right away, and he just blurted out the words that came to mind.
“My filthy, filthy uncle planned it all. No, his mistress planned it all! How could my uncle have come here? If it weren’t for that woman, would he have come near here?”
The plausible excuse reverberated through the damp, damp basement, but Rhodnes’s face gradually grew colder.
“Yes, that woman is the problem. That profligate woman, Blie Acacia!”
Bardenaldo was the only one whose face was getting redder and redder.
“Roan, Roan, my brother. My dear brother. Are you making that face because I scolded you a little while ago? How many years have we been together? How many days have we fought together? I’m sorry. I, I was drugged... drunk... Doris must have drugged me! That damn... ”
Rhodnes’s gaze, which had been deeply immersed, was scanning the room filled with beautiful objects and corpses, not Bardenaldo.
Noevian glared at Bardenaldo as if he was going to kill him. Adrienne’s glass coffin, dirty with someone’s sweat. And... Adrienne stood behind it, looking at him.
When he saw Adrienne hiding behind the glass coffin, words that he had buried and buried and buried again suddenly came to mind.
“...Do you hate me?”
Noevian Trovica planned everything, and his government helped, Bardenaldo's mouth, which had been frantically making excuses about this space, froze as if frozen.
“Ha, you still say that... Even after seeing this now... If you don’t believe me...”
“I heard everything.”
Rhodnes’ eyes trembled earnestly as if waiting for an answer. The moment he saw Adrienne’s body and Adrienne, Rhodnes could no longer pretend not to hear what he had just heard.
“I heard everything.”
'... My most hated brother in the world.'
A voice that broke the firm belief that even if everyone in the world avoided and hated him, only his brother would love him.
Rhodnes limp hand clenched his fist so tightly that blood stopped flowing.
Bardenaldo stared at him like a wet mouse.
No one could even breathe easily. Even without venting his anger, anyone could sense how much shock Rhodnes had felt.
Bardenaldo closed his eyes tightly and opened them. Rhodnes standing in front of him felt unfamiliar.
No matter how much someone framed him.
A strangely blind faith in Blie Acacia.
That faith was engraved like a tattoo in his sparkling red eyes.
A sigh of resignation escaped Bardenaldo's mouth, which had been excitedly picking up random words.
Countless emotions that could not be expressed in words swept through his deep blue eyes and disappeared.
"... I tried to love you."
A calm and low voice cut through the silence, making it hard to believe that he was someone who had been so excited just a moment ago.
Rhodnes’ face gradually became pale as if his emotions were being bleached away.
“But who in this world...”
The voice that had been spoken calmly gradually became almost a whisper as time passed.
“Can you love such an ominous child?”
And with that whisper, Rhodnes was completely alone in this world.
Rhodnes looked down at the Crown Prince with an expression like someone whose heart had been pierced by an invisible long sword. A silence of a different dimension filled the space. Soon, Rhodnes himself, without even realizing it, shed large tears, pitter-patter, on his face.
Ah.
My heart ached as if it were going to rip. If only blood hadn’t poured out of my mouth, I could have told Bardenaldo to shut up!
The thought of wanting to comfort Rhodnes enveloped my whole body.
However, my chest had been too hot since a while ago. My burning chest was as painful as if someone was burning it with a soldering iron.
Noevian, who had been focusing all his attention on me regardless of what they said, suddenly took a step closer to me and reached out his hand.
I avoided his earnest gaze. Fortunately, Noevian stopped dead in his tracks and couldn’t even get near the glass case.
I touched my hot chest with my blood-soaked hand.
It wasn’t my chest that was hot, but the plump pendant.
I put down the dagger I had hidden in my bosom and held the pendant.
As soon as I touched the necklace, my palm felt as if it was burning. At the same time, a green light that could only be felt up close leaked out from between the closed pendant.
Noevian stared at the pendant emitting light as if he had forgotten to breathe.
I also held my breath.
At that moment, a strong premonition welled up like a potion.
I had this ridiculous premonition that I could open this glass coffin that would never open.
There was nothing I could do about it.
I placed my heated hand on top of the coffin. It was half my will, but half not.
It was as if an invisible force, like a magnet, was pulling my hand and attaching it to the coffin.
Under the glass dome, the thick, dark green stone plate that held my body slowly began to glow.
The light was so faint that at first, it seemed as if the shiny stone under the light was fading for a moment, but I knew clearly that it was an unusual phenomenon.
This was because I could clearly feel the light from the necklace flowing through my blood vessels. The sensation of being hot for a moment and then cold for a moment seemed to be circulating through my blood vessels and leaving my body.
And at the same time, I heard the sound of the glass coffin opening. The lid didn’t open, but I could hear the faint noise that I heard when I literally put the key in the keyhole and turned it.
And at the same time, something unbelievable happened.
My vision, which was looking down at Adrienne’s body, started spinning.
And then the lights went out.
I couldn’t see anything, so for a moment I almost asked if someone had turned off the lights in this room.
My stomach started to churn like crazy.
As the stuffy, humid air suddenly started to fill my lungs, I realized that I had closed my eyes and opened them with a start.
My vision had completely changed from before.
I saw Noevian’s astonished face reaching out to me again, and Blie Acacia’s body collapsing like a slab before my eyes.
Am I dead? Even Blie’s body.
“Adrienne, Adrienne!”
Noevian ran madly and hugged Blie’s body as she fell forward, and sat down. Blood gushed from his side.
Bardenaldo’s voice, which had been swearing at Blie and Noevian since earlier, suddenly stopped.
Because Rhodnes ran like lightning and snatched Blie’s body from Noevian and held her in his arms.
Rhodnes, who had fallen to his knees so hard that his jaw made a sound, hugged Blie’s body like a baby and covered her side, where blood was still gushing out, with his hands.
Noevian, who had been pushed away, also crawled, trying to reach her somehow.
“No... No...”
“Oh my, I thought I was going to die soon.”
“No, Adrienne...”
“That woman is not Adrienne, Roan. Everyone here is crazy.”
The craziest one here, Bardenaldo, laughed bitterly at the men hugging Blie Acacia while calling Adrienne's name.
“Well, does it matter? They’re both dead.”
Rhodnes began to grit his teeth. He put his finger under Blie’s nose to check for breathing, but his face soon turned pale.
The body I left seemed to no longer breathe. Then, had I become a ghost?
Like the vision I had when I was on the verge of death, had I become someone who could not wrap my arms around Rhodnes’s shoulders no matter how hard it was?
Rhodnes denied the voice that mercilessly clawed at his mind, rather than Bardenaldo’s appearance or face, which was no different from a madman. He moved his lips several times, but no sound came out.
Bardenaldo, who had to let out whatever he could, was also in a hurry to let out his breath filled with excitement.
Their silence only suffocated each other.
“Concession, that’s not funny. Even if it weren’t for your mother’s will, would you have been loyal to me?”
In the end, the one who couldn’t stand the silence was Bardenaldo, who had been excited the whole time.
“...Since I loved you, I would have followed you.”
Rhodnes stood there blankly as if he had been hit on the head, and then answered mechanically.
His head was dizzy, but somehow he wanted to cover it up with an opaque film.
In any case, Bardenaldo was going to be the Supreme Being, so he told himself that it was not wrong to think that way about him.
He shook his creaking head and tried to erase the few things he had just heard. Then he decided to just focus on the scene before his eyes.
“...Was the disappearance of the woman, your doing? The disappearance that occurred in the north, the territory of Noevian Trovica... Did you do things without worry because it was the Grand Duke's territory? Why on earth do you have Adrienne’s body?”
Rhodnes stood there blankly as if he had been hit on the head, and then answered mechanically.
His head was dizzy, but somehow he wanted to cover it up with an opaque film.
In any case, Bardenaldo was going to be the Supreme Being, so he told himself that it was not wrong to think that way about him.
He shook his creaking head and tried to erase the few things he had just heard. Then he decided to just focus on the scene before his eyes.
“...Was the disappearance of the woman, your doing? The disappearance that occurred in the north, the territory of Noevian Trovica... Did you do things without worry because it was the Grand Duke's territory? Why on earth do you have Adrienne’s body?”
Bardenaldo, who had been killing him, was momentarily speechless at Rhodnes’s answer that he would have followed him because he loved him, and then furrowed his eyebrows.
“Oh, Roan. I told you it wasn’t my doing. Look at them. Those rats framing your brother!”
In reality, no one had framed the Crown Prince Bardenaldo.
Bardenaldo, who was not confident in himself, could not overcome the anxiety that was creeping up on him when Rhodnes did not kneel before him right away, and he just blurted out the words that came to mind.
“My filthy, filthy uncle planned it all. No, his mistress planned it all! How could my uncle have come here? If it weren’t for that woman, would he have come near here?”
The plausible excuse reverberated through the damp, damp basement, but Rhodnes’s face gradually grew colder.
“Yes, that woman is the problem. That profligate woman, Blie Acacia!”
Bardenaldo was the only one whose face was getting redder and redder.
“Roan, Roan, my brother. My dear brother. Are you making that face because I scolded you a little while ago? How many years have we been together? How many days have we fought together? I’m sorry. I, I was drugged... drunk... Doris must have drugged me! That damn... ”
Rhodnes’s gaze, which had been deeply immersed, was scanning the room filled with beautiful objects and corpses, not Bardenaldo.
Noevian glared at Bardenaldo as if he was going to kill him. Adrienne’s glass coffin, dirty with someone’s sweat. And... Adrienne stood behind it, looking at him.
When he saw Adrienne hiding behind the glass coffin, words that he had buried and buried and buried again suddenly came to mind.
“...Do you hate me?”
Noevian Trovica planned everything, and his government helped, Bardenaldo's mouth, which had been frantically making excuses about this space, froze as if frozen.
“Ha, you still say that... Even after seeing this now... If you don’t believe me...”
“I heard everything.”
Rhodnes’ eyes trembled earnestly as if waiting for an answer. The moment he saw Adrienne’s body and Adrienne, Rhodnes could no longer pretend not to hear what he had just heard.
“I heard everything.”
'... My most hated brother in the world.'
A voice that broke the firm belief that even if everyone in the world avoided and hated him, only his brother would love him.
Rhodnes limp hand clenched his fist so tightly that blood stopped flowing.
Bardenaldo stared at him like a wet mouse.
No one could even breathe easily. Even without venting his anger, anyone could sense how much shock Rhodnes had felt.
Bardenaldo closed his eyes tightly and opened them. Rhodnes standing in front of him felt unfamiliar.
No matter how much someone framed him.
A strangely blind faith in Blie Acacia.
That faith was engraved like a tattoo in his sparkling red eyes.
A sigh of resignation escaped Bardenaldo's mouth, which had been excitedly picking up random words.
Countless emotions that could not be expressed in words swept through his deep blue eyes and disappeared.
"... I tried to love you."
A calm and low voice cut through the silence, making it hard to believe that he was someone who had been so excited just a moment ago.
Rhodnes’ face gradually became pale as if his emotions were being bleached away.
“But who in this world...”
The voice that had been spoken calmly gradually became almost a whisper as time passed.
“Can you love such an ominous child?”
And with that whisper, Rhodnes was completely alone in this world.
***
Rhodnes looked down at the Crown Prince with an expression like someone whose heart had been pierced by an invisible long sword. A silence of a different dimension filled the space. Soon, Rhodnes himself, without even realizing it, shed large tears, pitter-patter, on his face.
Ah.
My heart ached as if it were going to rip. If only blood hadn’t poured out of my mouth, I could have told Bardenaldo to shut up!
I couldn't help but want to wrap my arms around Rhodnes and hug him as he sobbed, unaware that he was crying.
His face was like a locked iron gate, pressed tightly together with sorrow, anger, and resentment.
It pained me to see him as I was the day I faced Noevian's betrayal.
However, my chest had been too hot since a while ago. My burning chest was as painful as if someone was burning it with a soldering iron.
Noevian, who had been focusing all his attention on me regardless of what they said, suddenly took a step closer to me and reached out his hand.
I avoided his earnest gaze. Fortunately, Noevian stopped dead in his tracks and couldn’t even get near the glass case.
I touched my hot chest with my blood-soaked hand.
It wasn’t my chest that was hot, but the plump pendant.
I put down the dagger I had hidden in my bosom and held the pendant.
As soon as I touched the necklace, my palm felt as if it was burning. At the same time, a green light that could only be felt up close leaked out from between the closed pendant.
Noevian stared at the pendant emitting light as if he had forgotten to breathe.
I also held my breath.
At that moment, a strong premonition welled up like a potion.
I had this ridiculous premonition that I could open this glass coffin that would never open.
There was nothing I could do about it.
I placed my heated hand on top of the coffin. It was half my will, but half not.
It was as if an invisible force, like a magnet, was pulling my hand and attaching it to the coffin.
Under the glass dome, the thick, dark green stone plate that held my body slowly began to glow.
The light was so faint that at first, it seemed as if the shiny stone under the light was fading for a moment, but I knew clearly that it was an unusual phenomenon.
This was because I could clearly feel the light from the necklace flowing through my blood vessels. The sensation of being hot for a moment and then cold for a moment seemed to be circulating through my blood vessels and leaving my body.
And at the same time, I heard the sound of the glass coffin opening. The lid didn’t open, but I could hear the faint noise that I heard when I literally put the key in the keyhole and turned it.
And at the same time, something unbelievable happened.
My vision, which was looking down at Adrienne’s body, started spinning.
And then the lights went out.
I couldn’t see anything, so for a moment I almost asked if someone had turned off the lights in this room.
My stomach started to churn like crazy.
As the stuffy, humid air suddenly started to fill my lungs, I realized that I had closed my eyes and opened them with a start.
My vision had completely changed from before.
I saw Noevian’s astonished face reaching out to me again, and Blie Acacia’s body collapsing like a slab before my eyes.
Am I dead? Even Blie’s body.
“Adrienne, Adrienne!”
Noevian ran madly and hugged Blie’s body as she fell forward, and sat down. Blood gushed from his side.
Bardenaldo’s voice, which had been swearing at Blie and Noevian since earlier, suddenly stopped.
Because Rhodnes ran like lightning and snatched Blie’s body from Noevian and held her in his arms.
Rhodnes, who had fallen to his knees so hard that his jaw made a sound, hugged Blie’s body like a baby and covered her side, where blood was still gushing out, with his hands.
Noevian, who had been pushed away, also crawled, trying to reach her somehow.
“No... No...”
“Oh my, I thought I was going to die soon.”
“No, Adrienne...”
“That woman is not Adrienne, Roan. Everyone here is crazy.”
The craziest one here, Bardenaldo, laughed bitterly at the men hugging Blie Acacia while calling Adrienne's name.
“Well, does it matter? They’re both dead.”
Rhodnes began to grit his teeth. He put his finger under Blie’s nose to check for breathing, but his face soon turned pale.
The body I left seemed to no longer breathe. Then, had I become a ghost?
Like the vision I had when I was on the verge of death, had I become someone who could not wrap my arms around Rhodnes’s shoulders no matter how hard it was?
“Call a doctor, call a doctor!”
Rhodnes shouted toward the basement stairs in a voice I had never heard before. Soon, a sound was heard from the top of the stairs far away and then disappeared.
At that moment, the blood drained from the Crown Prince’s face.
“This is crazy...”
Bardenaldo hurriedly shouted not to listen to the second Prince’s orders, but there was no sound again.
Rhodnes, whose wounds from Bardenaldo had not yet healed, hugged Blie’s body and glared at Bardenaldo.
His face looked like it would lose its reason if he said one more word.
“For a mere woman, your brother...”
He would do anything to make that bastard shut his mouth.
As my anger boiled over, my hand shot forward on its own.
“...?”
Ah.
The hand I had absentmindedly lifted was truly real.
I was not some ghost floating with a soul.
At the same time, the flower buds that had been covering my body fell to the floor with a thud. A pale, thin hand came into my sight clearly.
“Ah...”
At that moment, tears welled up in my eyes.
The faint voice coming out of my parched throat was not the voice of Blie that I had always heard.
Rhodnes shouted toward the basement stairs in a voice I had never heard before. Soon, a sound was heard from the top of the stairs far away and then disappeared.
At that moment, the blood drained from the Crown Prince’s face.
“This is crazy...”
Bardenaldo hurriedly shouted not to listen to the second Prince’s orders, but there was no sound again.
Rhodnes, whose wounds from Bardenaldo had not yet healed, hugged Blie’s body and glared at Bardenaldo.
His face looked like it would lose its reason if he said one more word.
“For a mere woman, your brother...”
He would do anything to make that bastard shut his mouth.
As my anger boiled over, my hand shot forward on its own.
“...?”
Ah.
The hand I had absentmindedly lifted was truly real.
I was not some ghost floating with a soul.
At the same time, the flower buds that had been covering my body fell to the floor with a thud. A pale, thin hand came into my sight clearly.
“Ah...”
At that moment, tears welled up in my eyes.
The faint voice coming out of my parched throat was not the voice of Blie that I had always heard.
“Ah-.”
It was my voice. Adrienne’s voice.
Only then did I realize.
I was not a ghost who had lost Blie’s body and resurrected.
‘I found my body!’
I had regained Adrienne’s body.
It was my voice. Adrienne’s voice.
Only then did I realize.
I was not a ghost who had lost Blie’s body and resurrected.
‘I found my body!’
I had regained Adrienne’s body.
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