Ivan and Amelia spent several nights entangled like animals in heat. The first night, they held each other so tightly that they fell asleep only when the sun began to rise.
And when she opened my eyes, she spent time in his arms again. Three days were too short. She didn't want to be away from Ivan's side even for a moment.
“...”
Now that Ivan was fast asleep, Amelia couldn't fall asleep alone for the same reason. This was the last time. Ivan would have to leave this room before dawn. And he would never see her face again. She wanted to capture Ivan's appearance in her eyes so that she could remember it for a long time.
“I won’t ask you again. You won’t regret it, right?”
Amelia gently stroked Ivan's face with her hand, thinking of the last chance he had given her. Her body had been trying to push away, as if she thought she could back off then.
“I don’t regret it. This is the last time.”
And she, too, kicked away the opportunity he gave her.
In fact, she was scared that she might regret doing something without thinking. She was also worried about herself for backing down, as if she was wasting the opportunity Ivan had given her.
"Thank god."
But fortunately, she didn't have any regrets until the last day. Even though her body was sore and creaky as if it wasn't her own, because it was the first time in her life that she had experienced something like this.
"...What?"
It was then that Amelia's consciousness was awakened by a low voice that had just awakened her from her slumber.
“You woke up because of me?”
Amelia quickly pulled her hand away from Ivan's face, feeling embarrassed and sorry for disturbing his sound sleep.
“No. I had to get up anyway.”
Ivan answered, roughly running his hand through his messy hair. He also seemed to be aware that today was the last of the three days.
“I can’t just fall asleep like I’ve lost my mind and get dragged away.”
“Why can’t that be done?”
“There’s something I forgot to say.”
Forgotten words? Amelia tilted her head like a puppy trying to understand what her master was saying. Ivan tilted one corner of his mouth and put his hand under Amelia's waist.
“What, what are you doing!”
Ivan's two hands, which had seeped in sinisterly, grabbed Amelia's waist on both sides. Then he lightly lifted her body and placed it on top of his. Ivan's solid upper body was placed under Amelia's palms. Even though it was skin that had touched her many times, she felt embarrassed when her bare skin touched him.
“Congratulations on becoming an adult.”
As she was struggling to hold back the trembling of her body without realizing it, a soft voice took Amelia's mind away.
Amelia slowly lifted her gaze from Ivan's chest and collarbone. Ivan didn't have a particularly affectionate expression on his face, nor did he look helpless because he loved the other person. All he had was a faint smile on his usual face.
"...Thank you."
Amelia answered with a smile. And she relaxed her body, which had been awkwardly tense the whole time. Their upper bodies felt warmly touching each other. This is what it means to share body heat.
With that thought, she rested her head on Ivan's neck. A large hand came over and gently stroked her exposed shoulder.
But the dreamlike time did not last long. Amelia heard a sharp knock coming through the canopy that fell on the four sides of the bed. It was a deep night with only pale moonlight. It was also the night when everyone's feet were tied, and the time when Ivan had to be kicked out without a sound.
“I guess it’s time to go.”
Amelia sat down next to Ivan. Ivan began to put on his clothes one by one without saying a word. Amelia also put on her nightgown over her body.
“I'll do it.”
And the moment Ivan lifted the cloth from the floor, she reached out to do it for him. Ivan obediently handed over what he was holding. And he lowered his head slightly so that Amelia could put the cloth over his head. During this time, Amelia did not cry. However, the moment his face was completely covered, tears came out helplessly.
“I wish I already had a child.”
Because the man in front of her risked his life. In fact, if Ivan wanted to survive, he should have left this bedroom long ago. They may not know right now that he has blond hair and green eyes, but the moment he collects this cloth or sends the black-haired man back to where he was, they will know the truth.
Ivan was no fool, so he would have known that fact. But Ivan stayed.
Amelia quietly placed her forehead against his. And whispered sincerely. Her voice was steady, so it seemed difficult to tell that she was crying. That was fortunate. She hoped that the last thing Ivan would remember about her would not be a face crying sadly, unable to control her emotions.
“So that I can continue to remember you.”
Ivan didn't answer. He simply answered by not denying the statement. It seemed that he also hoped that his child would settle in Amelia's womb. Then Amelia would not have to spend the night with someone else again and conceive an unwanted child.
“Come in.”
Amelia, who had been leaning forward, roughly wiped her wet face with her hand. Then she ordered those waiting outside to come in. The door opened immediately, and a man came in.
"... Goodbye."
Ivan was led across the threshold of the bedroom door, his hands tied, by someone else's hand. Then the door closed, and he disappeared completely.
It disappeared so completely.
“Ugh...”
Amelia then burst into tears and buried her face in her palms. The sense of loss of having lost something most precious to her pierced deep into her heart.
“Congratulations on becoming an adult.”
Amelia remembered the smile that had crossed his face as he congratulated her on becoming an adult. That natural look had completely stolen Amelia's heart.
The congratulations were whispered in a calm voice. However, the warmth of congratulations and body heat shared for her birth was something Amelia had never experienced before.
“...”
Amelia, who had been shedding tears without stopping, suddenly raised her head. And as if she had received a revelation, she walked toward the window. Under the dim moonlight, she saw Ivan’s back being dragged away.
"I like you..."
Her heart burst out without me realizing it. In fact, she wanted to confess her honest feelings to Ivan. However, she thought that she had to hold back because feelings that she couldn't take responsibility for were just poison.
I like you. I love you. You are the salvation of my life.
She felt a pain in her heart that she couldn't express.
Ivan blinked. It was difficult to determine the location since he was being carried away like a corpse, with a sack over his head and his hands tied. Judging from the sound of water and such, he could only guess that there was a river or lake nearby.
“Who is it!”
Suddenly, the ox stopped. Ivan opened his ears alertly.
“What’s in there?”
Someone asked the mercenary who was dragging Ivan away. The tone of voice was as if they knew that he was not a real knight, but was merely wearing the armor of a knight.
In fact, the man who had grabbed Ivan by the scruff of his neck to infiltrate the temple was a mercenary from a remote rural area. He was from such a remote place that no one knew where he had been found, so it was obvious that he had been washed at least two or three times to hide the identity of the client.
And what about the corridors that were empty at that time, as if everyone was on vacation? Those working at the temple were making sure not to see men coming and going, and it seemed like all the mercenaries were used once and then killed.
“It’s just a straw.”
“Can you see people’s feet?”
The mercenary who had been making excuses by covering Ivan's body with straw or something like that was unable to answer.
“What does it matter if I bring a man or a straw?”
He just fought against them illogically. He thought he would avoid them if they were dirty.
“If someone is looking for you, just in case.”
“Get out of the way and stop talking nonsense!”
The surroundings became noisy. There was the sound of bodies clashing and people fighting nervously and loudly.
“Collect that straw right now!”
“These kids...!”
Someone pulled back the straw covering Ivan's body. At the same time, the mercenary rushed forward. He grabbed Ivan by the collar and threw him over a bridge that only reached to his waist. It happened in a split second.
Ivan fell straight down the bridge. His body sank into the water with a splash. But Ivan did not struggle or flinch in surprise.
"Your Majesty!"
Because he knew that someone would jump into the water next to him to save him.
“Why on earth...”
As he emerged from the water, the strings that had bound his arms were already cut off, freeing him. With his free hand, Ivan threw away the cloth that had been covering his head.
“Why on earth are you so reckless?”
“I'm not dead.”
The face revealed under the pale moonlight was calm enough to turn Rodan's stomach. Rodan muttered with a tired face, as if he had no strength to grumble. He had been suffering from anxiety all day after receiving Ivan's note from the messenger at the time he was supposed to bring the Priestess out to meet her.
“Who is the one who ran away?”
“Didn't catch it, but we're tracking it.”
And when she opened my eyes, she spent time in his arms again. Three days were too short. She didn't want to be away from Ivan's side even for a moment.
“...”
Now that Ivan was fast asleep, Amelia couldn't fall asleep alone for the same reason. This was the last time. Ivan would have to leave this room before dawn. And he would never see her face again. She wanted to capture Ivan's appearance in her eyes so that she could remember it for a long time.
“I won’t ask you again. You won’t regret it, right?”
Amelia gently stroked Ivan's face with her hand, thinking of the last chance he had given her. Her body had been trying to push away, as if she thought she could back off then.
“I don’t regret it. This is the last time.”
And she, too, kicked away the opportunity he gave her.
In fact, she was scared that she might regret doing something without thinking. She was also worried about herself for backing down, as if she was wasting the opportunity Ivan had given her.
"Thank god."
But fortunately, she didn't have any regrets until the last day. Even though her body was sore and creaky as if it wasn't her own, because it was the first time in her life that she had experienced something like this.
"...What?"
It was then that Amelia's consciousness was awakened by a low voice that had just awakened her from her slumber.
“You woke up because of me?”
Amelia quickly pulled her hand away from Ivan's face, feeling embarrassed and sorry for disturbing his sound sleep.
“No. I had to get up anyway.”
Ivan answered, roughly running his hand through his messy hair. He also seemed to be aware that today was the last of the three days.
“I can’t just fall asleep like I’ve lost my mind and get dragged away.”
“Why can’t that be done?”
“There’s something I forgot to say.”
Forgotten words? Amelia tilted her head like a puppy trying to understand what her master was saying. Ivan tilted one corner of his mouth and put his hand under Amelia's waist.
“What, what are you doing!”
Ivan's two hands, which had seeped in sinisterly, grabbed Amelia's waist on both sides. Then he lightly lifted her body and placed it on top of his. Ivan's solid upper body was placed under Amelia's palms. Even though it was skin that had touched her many times, she felt embarrassed when her bare skin touched him.
“Congratulations on becoming an adult.”
As she was struggling to hold back the trembling of her body without realizing it, a soft voice took Amelia's mind away.
Amelia slowly lifted her gaze from Ivan's chest and collarbone. Ivan didn't have a particularly affectionate expression on his face, nor did he look helpless because he loved the other person. All he had was a faint smile on his usual face.
"...Thank you."
Amelia answered with a smile. And she relaxed her body, which had been awkwardly tense the whole time. Their upper bodies felt warmly touching each other. This is what it means to share body heat.
With that thought, she rested her head on Ivan's neck. A large hand came over and gently stroked her exposed shoulder.
But the dreamlike time did not last long. Amelia heard a sharp knock coming through the canopy that fell on the four sides of the bed. It was a deep night with only pale moonlight. It was also the night when everyone's feet were tied, and the time when Ivan had to be kicked out without a sound.
“I guess it’s time to go.”
Amelia sat down next to Ivan. Ivan began to put on his clothes one by one without saying a word. Amelia also put on her nightgown over her body.
“I'll do it.”
And the moment Ivan lifted the cloth from the floor, she reached out to do it for him. Ivan obediently handed over what he was holding. And he lowered his head slightly so that Amelia could put the cloth over his head. During this time, Amelia did not cry. However, the moment his face was completely covered, tears came out helplessly.
“I wish I already had a child.”
Because the man in front of her risked his life. In fact, if Ivan wanted to survive, he should have left this bedroom long ago. They may not know right now that he has blond hair and green eyes, but the moment he collects this cloth or sends the black-haired man back to where he was, they will know the truth.
Ivan was no fool, so he would have known that fact. But Ivan stayed.
Amelia quietly placed her forehead against his. And whispered sincerely. Her voice was steady, so it seemed difficult to tell that she was crying. That was fortunate. She hoped that the last thing Ivan would remember about her would not be a face crying sadly, unable to control her emotions.
“So that I can continue to remember you.”
Ivan didn't answer. He simply answered by not denying the statement. It seemed that he also hoped that his child would settle in Amelia's womb. Then Amelia would not have to spend the night with someone else again and conceive an unwanted child.
“Come in.”
Amelia, who had been leaning forward, roughly wiped her wet face with her hand. Then she ordered those waiting outside to come in. The door opened immediately, and a man came in.
"... Goodbye."
Ivan was led across the threshold of the bedroom door, his hands tied, by someone else's hand. Then the door closed, and he disappeared completely.
It disappeared so completely.
“Ugh...”
Amelia then burst into tears and buried her face in her palms. The sense of loss of having lost something most precious to her pierced deep into her heart.
“Congratulations on becoming an adult.”
Amelia remembered the smile that had crossed his face as he congratulated her on becoming an adult. That natural look had completely stolen Amelia's heart.
The congratulations were whispered in a calm voice. However, the warmth of congratulations and body heat shared for her birth was something Amelia had never experienced before.
“...”
Amelia, who had been shedding tears without stopping, suddenly raised her head. And as if she had received a revelation, she walked toward the window. Under the dim moonlight, she saw Ivan’s back being dragged away.
"I like you..."
Her heart burst out without me realizing it. In fact, she wanted to confess her honest feelings to Ivan. However, she thought that she had to hold back because feelings that she couldn't take responsibility for were just poison.
I like you. I love you. You are the salvation of my life.
She felt a pain in her heart that she couldn't express.
***
Ivan blinked. It was difficult to determine the location since he was being carried away like a corpse, with a sack over his head and his hands tied. Judging from the sound of water and such, he could only guess that there was a river or lake nearby.
“Who is it!”
Suddenly, the ox stopped. Ivan opened his ears alertly.
“What’s in there?”
Someone asked the mercenary who was dragging Ivan away. The tone of voice was as if they knew that he was not a real knight, but was merely wearing the armor of a knight.
In fact, the man who had grabbed Ivan by the scruff of his neck to infiltrate the temple was a mercenary from a remote rural area. He was from such a remote place that no one knew where he had been found, so it was obvious that he had been washed at least two or three times to hide the identity of the client.
And what about the corridors that were empty at that time, as if everyone was on vacation? Those working at the temple were making sure not to see men coming and going, and it seemed like all the mercenaries were used once and then killed.
“It’s just a straw.”
“Can you see people’s feet?”
The mercenary who had been making excuses by covering Ivan's body with straw or something like that was unable to answer.
“What does it matter if I bring a man or a straw?”
He just fought against them illogically. He thought he would avoid them if they were dirty.
“If someone is looking for you, just in case.”
“Get out of the way and stop talking nonsense!”
The surroundings became noisy. There was the sound of bodies clashing and people fighting nervously and loudly.
“Collect that straw right now!”
“These kids...!”
Someone pulled back the straw covering Ivan's body. At the same time, the mercenary rushed forward. He grabbed Ivan by the collar and threw him over a bridge that only reached to his waist. It happened in a split second.
Ivan fell straight down the bridge. His body sank into the water with a splash. But Ivan did not struggle or flinch in surprise.
"Your Majesty!"
Because he knew that someone would jump into the water next to him to save him.
“Why on earth...”
As he emerged from the water, the strings that had bound his arms were already cut off, freeing him. With his free hand, Ivan threw away the cloth that had been covering his head.
“Why on earth are you so reckless?”
“I'm not dead.”
The face revealed under the pale moonlight was calm enough to turn Rodan's stomach. Rodan muttered with a tired face, as if he had no strength to grumble. He had been suffering from anxiety all day after receiving Ivan's note from the messenger at the time he was supposed to bring the Priestess out to meet her.
“Who is the one who ran away?”
“Didn't catch it, but we're tracking it.”
Ivan started talking about what he wanted to say, as if he didn't care about the time Rodan had spent worrying and suffering. He didn't seem to have any intention of explaining the reason for his actions.
Even though it wasn't just the Emperor, he was a fucking baby. Rodan gained teeth inside.
“Take her at all costs. It is one of the seeds that will grow in the hearts of those who impersonate God's agents.”
“You say it’s a seed...”
Ivan got up from his seat and covered his wet body with the robe Rodan handed him.
“One is the guy who ran away.”
“...”
“The other one is in someone’s stomach.”
Rodan frowned, not knowing what nonsense Ivan was talking about this time.
“Well, maybe not.”
Ivan added cheerfully, not caring about Rodan's reaction. Then he turned around lightly and started walking. His wet blond hair shone blue in the moonlight. Like the sharp edge of a sword that cut a man who had died from a single blow.
“Take it.”
Rodan sighed and ordered Ivan's knights. The knights quickly followed behind him. Even if he was a bastard, he was still a master. Rodan also started to follow.
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