The next time Orpheus visited this mansion was the evening of the next day.
âLord Rosenstein is here. Heâs waiting in the parlour room.â
âOhâŠâ
A slender woman with brown hair which was tied up tightly said as soon as she entered the room âââ it was Renee.
She wasnât dressed as a gallant man today, instead, she wore a navy dress which could have been mistaken for mourning clothes and reminded me of a strict tutor.
It was the same with Claude, but I felt relieved to see a familiar face in an unfamiliar place.
âItâs been a while, Renee. Thank you for that time.â
It was our first meeting in three days, and I trotted up to her and held both her hands in gratitude, âThank you so much for your help.â
Her hands looked thin and supple, but it was firm like the hands of a man when I touched it.
âItâs fine, Ophelia-sama. I only acted on Claude-samaâs orders. Iâm sorry for pushing you when you werenât feeling well.â
âDonât worry about it. I heard from Claude that you used to be a guard, so do you normally wield swords?â
âBasically. Depending on the situation, there are times when I donât wield them too.â
So thatâs why her hands are firm?
It wouldnât be strange for a robust man to be a guard, but it was strange for a delicate woman like Renee to be a nobleâs guard, but it suited her very much to dress as a man and swing a sword. She was just like the female knights who appear in stories.
âOphelia-sama.â
I thought in satisfaction, and Renee spoke to me in hesitation, âIâm sorry that I deceived you about my identity for so long even though it was an order.â
I shook my head and repeated, âDonât worry about it.â
âI was surprised⊠You never got annoyed no matter how selfish I was or how angry I was. So I thought it would be like that. I was worried that my bad wife act wasnât good enough, but Iâm honestly relieved to know that that wasnât the case.â
âOphelia-sama is an excellent actress. I would have been completely overwhelmed by your performance had I not known about the circumstances beforehand,â she said seriously, so I couldnât tell if it was a joke, a compliment or if she had been serious. I couldnât understand the meaning behind her words, but I bowed for the time being and said, âI have to thank you for a lot of things. I would have been in a lot of trouble had you not shown up on your horse when you did.â
I couldnât control my emotions on that day, and acted on impulse, but now that Iâve calmed down, Iâve reflected on my actions and thought that I had done something idiotic.
I was in despair and thought that it would have been fine if I was attacked and died, but I would have caused trouble for a lot of people if that really had happened, and the Rosenstein Houseâs prestige would have fallen further.
But on the other hand, Iâm also glad that I left that house.
If I had stayed at the Rosenstein mansion while like that, then nothing good would have happened. I might have jumped out of the window in my room because of my worries.
Therefore, I was thankful that Renee had come to pick me up at that time.
I looked at my body in the mirror and quickly checked my appearance.
Orpheus isnât interested in other peopleâs appearances or clothing, but it isnât good to look sloppy since I hadnât seen him in a long time.
Today, I was wearing a black and white striped dress with a wide black ribbon around my waist.
Monica did my hair for me and I had on light makeup.
âââ There shouldnât be a problem with the way I look.
âItâs alright, Ophelia-sama. You look beautiful today too.â I looked at Renee who had just flattered me and she had a smile on her face, so I couldnât tell if she was being serious or joking. It became increasingly difficult to understand her intentions.
Unlike the bright parlour at the Rosenstein mansion, the parlour in this mansion was a little dim, and it was lit up even though it was noon since there were overgrown trees outside the window.
Nevertheless, it was gloomy, and the lighting brought about a calm aura when coupled with the antique furniture.
There was a large fireplace, scarlet carpet on the floor, two leather sofas and a low table between them.
There were two one-seaters on the side of the couch, brown cushions on them, and a lot of white flowers on the window that I didnât know the names to.
Iâm glad they arenât roses.
If those flowers had been roses, then I wouldnât be able to endure the pain in my chest and might crouch down.
I might have remembered those words and started crying.
âIâm sorry for keeping you waiting.â
Two people were sitting on the leather couch âââ my chest started beating quickly when I saw the young man with black hair.
Before I entered the room, I was so nervous that my hands and feet were cold, but it couldnât be compared to the feeling of the tension that wanted to fly out of my throat and stomach.
âOh, youâre here. Then, Iâll leave,â said a young blonde man sitting opposite the young man with black hair and stood upâââ it was Claude.
Today, Claude was a completely different person.
He was wearing nice clothes. He had a black vest over his white shirt and his hair was slicked back.
His normal wrinkled shirt made him look like a young commoner, but when he dressed properly, he looked like a young noble.
With this, I could see how people couldnât tell that he was the Seventh Prince.
âGood luck, Phelia. Donât overdo it since youâre still sick. âââ Lord Rosenstein, donât forget what we were talking about earlier.â
Claude left and the parlour was enveloped in heavy silence.
I stood idle at the entrance and stared at the flower patterns on the carpet.
I felt Orpheus staring at me, but I didnât lift my face.
âOphelia.â
âââ I have to say something.
âHow do you doâ or âlong time no seeâ, I could say those things as well.
What I say first doesnât matter.
I can even say sorry.
Was what I thought, but the words wouldnât come out of my mouth.
My throat felt as if it was being jammed with lots of stones.
âHow are you? I heard that youâre better, but is it alright for you to get up?â A pleasant low sound entered my ears.
It was a sweet voice that Iâve been wanting to hear.
âââ Ah, I really doâŠ
I lifted my face, strained my voice and forced myself to speak, âIâm fine. Iâve already healed. My voice is still a little strange, but I think it will go back to normal in a few days.â
âI see. Thatâs good.â
Orpheus, who had stood up before Iâd noticed, smiled a little and walked up to me without a sound.
The door was right behind me, but it was shut tightly now.
âOrpheus, I ââââ
âCan I hug you?â
âEh,â I gasped.
What did Orpheus say just now?
âJust for a little while is fine. I want you to let me hug you. Although you might hate me touching youâŠâ
âI donât hate it!â I shouted straight away and averted my gaze because I felt ashamed for letting out a loud voice. â⊠I donât hate it,â I said once again in a very thin voice.
I saw a hand timidly reach out from the corner of my eyes, and I could softly smell his perfume which reminded me of a thick forest.
He hugged me with his hard, warm arms and continued to repeat my name, âOphelia.â
I couldnât hug him back.
Itâs always been like this.
Every time he hugged me like this, I was reminded of the times weâve talked.
This man doesnât love me.
So, I couldnât hug him back.
I just have to stay still in his arms, was what I had thought.
âI came here to see you yesterday and the day before that as well. However, I could only glance at you and couldnât touch you. I couldnât hug you.â
âOrpheus.â
âIâm finally able to touch you and hug you. Ah, Ophelia. Iâm glad youâre alright. Iâm glad your fever went down. If you werenât alright, I ââââ
âIâm⊠sorry. Iâm sorry for leaving and causing trouble.â
âItâs fine. Itâs my fault for saying those things. If youâre stuck with someone like me, then anyone would think itâs creepy and run away.â
âââ Why are you saying things like that?
No one would think itâs creepy if a beautiful person like Orpheus sticks to them.
Most women would be happy to be with such a lovely person.
âBut, please donât act so recklessly again. Iâll say it clearly, itâs suicidal for a pretty young woman to walk alone on a deserted street. If you hate me, then tell me. Iâll act like I normally do and wonât get close to you or talk to you.â
âIâm sorry, Orpheus. Iâm sorry.â I realised once again how my actions and words have hurt Orpheus and moaned out my apologies.
Orpheus stroked my head as if he was forgiving me, then he loosened his arms, released me and urged me to sit down on the couch.
âYou want to talk, right?â
Sitting on the soft chair, I let out a thin and long sigh so that he wouldnât hear me and encouraged myself.
âââ Iâll tell him everything.
The relationship between the two of us will probably change greatly if I tell him about my wishes and feelings.
I donât know if it will change for the better or worse.
I felt my guilt pressing against my shoulders and back causing it to crack.
Even if Orpheus forgives me, I still canât forgive myself.
So, I donât know what will happen.
And âââ.
âOrpheus, I donât hate you or anything. I lied six months ago. Me hating you is a complete lie,â I began to confess slowly.
âIt was on purpose. I said that on purpose. I played the foolish woman. I acted as an arrogant and selfish woman. I wanted you to hate me. I did it so you would hate me, run out of patience and then leave me.â
A crack appeared in Orpheusâs expression.
I noticed that he was paled and haggard for the first time.
âItâs not because I hate you. I did it because I wanted you to be happy. I did it so you could marry the woman you love instead of the woman who your foster father wanted you to marry. I thought that you loved Diana. I also thought that Diana loved you back.â
âThatâs wrong.â
âYes, I know that now. Diana loves Juris. But, thatâs not what I believed at that time.â
âWhy?â
Orpheus covered his face with one hand.
âIâve explained that we werenât in that type of relationship many times. Diana was also desperately trying to solve your misunderstanding.â
âBecause I saw your smiling face. I thought this because I saw you smile at her. It was very beautiful, and I thought that it was love.â
I couldnât stop because I believed that.
His smile was just too beautiful.
I didnât know any love except for the familial love mother gave me.
âWhatâs with that reason? When did thatâŠ?â
âSix months ago, I had a conversation with Diana⊠after we went to townâŠâ
Itâs not a surprise that he canât remember.
It was so important to me that I changed my way of life, but it was probably a day that Orpheus didnât need to remember.
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âI noticed that I love you when I saw your smile. So, I thought I would pull back. I was happy as long as you were smiling. I was so happy that I felt faint. I thought it would be fine to throw everything away for you. My body, my heart, my soul, my honour, everything. I thought I could get everyone and you to hate me so much that you wouldnât care about your foster fatherâs last request and abandon me. I thought you would divorce me. Then, you can get married to Diana. You could be happy forever that way. Thatâs, thatâs ââââ
The emotions that burnt the back of my eyelids made me choke and I exhaled.
I put my hand on my chest and sunk my nails in.
âThat was my love. It was the love that I had devoted to you.â