I have felt this while staying together, but the two handsome men didnât like me talking about my illness casually. Of course, I understood their feelings very well. It must be awkward and embarrassing. That does mean that I canât say that Iâll get better.
So, I did not even bother to bring up the subject, which they were uncomfortable with. In other words: I lived like I didnât have a disease.
âActually, itâs nice as well to be in a bad mood from time to timeâŠ.â
Maybe itâs because their smiling faces were easier to see. Unfortunately, however, the people over there were not worthy of such consideration.
âI didnât know that the rumors were already spreading outside the palace.â
The man there was saying something quite agitating, perhaps he was a supporter of the crown prince. Still, I didnât know what to say. I felt a little dawn hearing it, but I was just about to move on.
âDonât be silly! I never heard such rumors from anyone else but from you!â
âIâm sure I heard it. I heard that the princess was trying to commit suicide!â
âI mean, does that even make sense? Did the princess go crazy? Tsk, tsk. This guy, really âŠYouâre too naive.â
When the other person did not believe them, the man spoke in an excited tone: âThis is frustrating. Hey, you know Annie, right? Sheâs the one I talked about before.â
âOh, yeah, I know her.â
âShe was the one who told me! Itâs not from anywhere, but from the people working at the Imperial palace themself.â
The face of the person, who was skeptic of the so-called rumor, turned suspicious, because one cannot easily mention the Imperial Palace.
âSeems true.â
âBecause it is.â
Then the skeptical listener finished drinking and said: âIf itâs true⊠Isnât it good for everyone?â
While saying that, he just giggled as if he told a joke. I drew a sharp breath suddenly.
That punk just spoke recklessly about my unnie!
âNobody likes her anyway. She is hated for her cruel nature and her cold demeanor.â
The conversation was loud. Maybe because their curses werenât directly at myself I was able to hold it in. I bit the inside of my lips. If everyone thinks like that, it was a reason to worry. My image was worse than I thought. Then I casually looked over to my handsome men and swallowed.
ââŠ.â
Cain was angry, but he didnât say a word. His face hardened and his stillness was somehow brutal. After looking at him for a while, I was able to relax again, because his angry face was also a rare sight.
Then he, who was sitting next to me, tried to cover my ears with both hands. But it was useless, because I could still hear all of their of ridicules.
âGood for her. A woman like her should have died sooner rather than later.â
I was looking at Cain in surprise at the excessive remarks, and Eugene, who was sitting opposite from me, disappeared. Soon there was a thud.
âArgh!â
âWhat the heck!â
The tavern was in an uproar. Regardless of that, without saying a word, Eugene grabbed the collar of the person who spoke up earlier with a scary atmosphere, that was not typical for him. The force was deadly. Soon I began to heard a strangled groan. Many people were shouting in confusion.
âHey! Call the guards!â
And Iâm just a human. Even in this chaotic situation, Eugene was so beautiful, that I was mesmerized by him. Iâve been having a great time today, but somehow today I was able to witness a wild beauty, which I would never see again in my life.
âOh, I need to get a hold of myself.â
I shook my head quickly, grabbed Cainâs hand with both hands and shouted: âEugene, wait a minute!â
At that moment, Eugeneâs brutal movement stopped. He stood there silent till he whispered something in the ear of the man who he was holding by his collar. Soon the man fell to the floor with a groan.
The atmosphere at the tavern eased up. People who were watching before, all ran away now. Before I knew it, less than half remained in the tavern when compared to before the fight. I approached him quietly and carefully raised my hand to him and said: âEugene, are you okay?â
âYou areâŠâ
âYes, go aheadâ, said I as sweetly as I could. But Eugene remaines standing still.
ââŠâŠTiciaâ, said Cain instead.
âYes, Cain.â
âAre you okay, Ticia?â
âHmm? Me?â
I blinked my eyes.
The shock that I felt after hearing harsh words about Leticia unnie was gone.
âIs it because Eugene got angry?â
I thought about it quietly. Letâs see. The noisy tavern became a little quieter while the handsome men next to me showed their beauty in full glory after their hoods had fallen. They were really my escorts. Whoo-hoo!
I think I heard bullshŚÖčt, but I decided not to leave a single word of it in my memory, because I didnât want unnie to hear it. So now IâmâŠâŠ.
I spoke to Cain, feeling the corners of my mouth raising slowly.
âOf course Iâm fine.â
After all there are angels who get angry like this for my sake.
In fact, the tavern in the fantasy world was more romantic than I imagined, so I became quite drunk on the atmosphere. Under the slightly yellowish warm light of the tavern, two men showed off their blinding beauty.
Ahhh, I put my hand on my forehead in a playful way, as if I was getting weak. Then Eugene came next to me and helped me, all while not showing his face to me once. Uh, well, itâs just a joke.
But⊠Oh my god.
Is it because you moved a little? Up close, I could feel Eugeneâs body temperature.
âOh, this is so good!â
Even though I was unable to see Eugeneâs face, unlike usual, he showed a wild beast-like charm. And it is reallyâŠ. In addition, Cainâs eyes, which looked deeper than usual, gave off a feeling like the endless universe.
âI mean it. Iâm fine. Because you two are here with me.â
Handsome men⊠Shall we come to this tavern every day? Of course, Iâm going to have a drink every day as well!
âIâm happy now.â
As I spoke those words without thinking, silence fell in the tavern for a moment. A group of people besides us and the few clerks, who remained, also went silent at that moment.
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One of the clerks, who looked at the three, who were surrounded by a delicate atmosphere, licked his lips as if he were interested. It was a boy with golden curly hair and green eyes. His angelic lovely appearance was very noticeable. Nevertheless, it was thanks to the boyâs special ability that no one paid attention to him earlier.
âPrincess Leticia and Sir Volton, plus the Duke of Eirik. What a strange combination, isnât it?â
The boy, no, actually the grown man who murmured that was Harace, the leader of the information guild. There was a light film surrounding him, so the sound did not leak out.
âSo the rumors were true.â
Heraceâs green eyes narrowed, as if he was grinning. At the end of his gaze was her, Princess Leticia. As if the people saying she should just die earlier had nothing to do with her, she smiled brightly. Her beautiful lips, which paused and  then said that she is happy, and her friendly touch, that carefully comforted Sir Volton.
âHmm.â
Itâs troubling.
âWell, I want to make her cry.â
âHarace.â
At that time, someone stepped into the membrane that no one recognized. It was a tall man with a deep blue robe.
âWhat do you mean you want to make her cry?â
A soft voice leaked out. All one could see was a slightly exposed chin and lips. His soft curled-up gently lips looked delicate.
âHey youâ, said Herance as he stared at the other man and whispered in a very dubious tone: âDo you want to die? Obviously, I told you not to invade my space.â
His warning had a clear intention of murder.
âOh myâ, said the man with a gentle, gentle voice filled with laughter, âYou have to be kind to your friends, Harance.â
âDamn it.â
âIâm saying this because I care about you. Some people might think youâre a pervert who likes making people cry.â
âThatâs true thoughâ, replied Herace, who was pushing the man away with a vicious force, with a puzzled face.
The man was at a loss for words for a moment. Taking advantage of that opportunity, Herace tilted his angelic face and said to the man: âWorry about yourself first. Every time you find a lover, the amount of corpses increases.â
âOh, thatâs a misunderstandingâ, replied the man in a jittery tone. But the soft smile around his mouth remained unchanged.
âWhich part? The one about your lovers or the one about corpses?â
âThe lover part. I never had oneâ, he was just like an older brother swearing at his younger brother, âWhy would one love their target?â
âWell, are you crazy?â, spat Herace out and began to giggle.
At some point, the face of the man who was facing the laughing Harace, turned slightly. His gaze went to the smiling woman in the center of the tavern.
âI donât knowâ, murmured the silent man softly, âIs there a reason to love whoâs dying?â
The corners his mouth became lost in the shadow for a moment.
After a while, o one was left where they were before.