I said it was okay. Again, he continued again. Eugene became angry.
āJust because itās always been like that doesnāt mean itās okay.ā
āBut Iām really fine.ā
āYou are not all right, Your Highness.ā
āNo, Eugene. Why canāt you understand?ā
H dared to push more. What else is he supposed to do?
āItās not that I donāt understand. You, Your Highnessā¦.ā
He just seems to have been distressed.
āYour Highness, why do you save your medicine for later? Why did Rox give you painkillers? They didnāt help at all.ā
H wanted to ask her this.
āWhy are you used to it? Why canāt you think of slandering as what it is?ā
A faint voice called him. Even though he heard, he couldnāt stop.
āWhy, why are you being so harsh on yourself?ā
She just smiled quietly. The fine smile expressed so much sadness, but it was a smile with no reason to be ignored.
āYour Highnessā¦.ā
She must have been sad.
āEven if youāre going to die soonā¦ā
Thatās why he ended up spitting out the words that he had suppressed so far. He was sure that heāll regret saying these things later on.
āHow can you laugh and smile like that?ā
He already regretted it before he could finish his sentence. But he couldnāt take his eyes off her. It was dark outside by then. Standing under the moonlight, she shined very bright.
Princess Leticia was just looking at him in silence, a thoughtful look on her face. Sheās so gentle and that made him tear up. Eugene did not shy away from her eyes. How could one describe her? Sheās so beautiful. Either that, or pitiful.
No, I should say sheās precious.
Her hair, which resembles the moonlight rather than gold, fluttered. Eugene suddenly realized one thing among the sensation of a blurred vision: The color that symbolizes death suits her so well.
āā¦ā¦.ā
When the cold wind blew, his dry shoulders shrank. She blinked once, and the shade of purple flashed. Ah, actually I donāt hate the color of her eyes. I became unable to hate it anymore. Rather, it became unbearable for the painful color to fade away, even for just a moment.
āSo itās become like that.ā
Feeling an emotion similar to despair, he suddenly moved. And he held her carefully in his arms. He thought about all his past sins, which he couldnāt bring up. Iād rather see you cry, saying how youāre in pain, but who was he to say that? He wanted you to not give up and get angry.
The kindness that he received easily and the guilt he felt inside his heart weighed down Eugeneās guilt enormously. He didnāt deserve to talk to her. He was sure, that if Leticia kept holding everything inside, it will hurt her even more. But all he could say was something that didnāt even help her.
āI, how dare Iā¦.ā
āā¦ā¦Eugene?ā
The thin trembling voice calling him made him choke up for a moment. There was not a trace of anger in her clear voice. Maybe it was everyone, including Eugene, who made her become like this, causing not only her physical illness but also her inner self?
āHow dare I say such a presumptuous thing?ā
I feel strange. The words āIām sorryā were so light that Eugene couldnāt say them.
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Ehhh⦠Ahhhhhhhhhhh!
I lost my mind for a moment.
Whatās going on? Oh my God!
I pinched myself with my thumb nail in a hurry.
I have to calm down. Sniff, sniff. Oh, the smell of a handsome man⦠Itās⦠No, I need to calm down!
Calm down!
āIām hugged by him! Wow!ā
I donāt understand what happened, but thatās not the point now. Eugeneās chest was hard, and his arms were surprisingly strong, supporting me even with little force. And his bodyā¦.
Hehehe. I think this guy has a six pack? Iām not sure because I donāt even have the courage to touch it ā this satiation is already great enough. I heard that my heart will be the last to fail because of the illness. It was clear that Rox was a quack, because I seriously thought my heart was going to stop right now.
āHmmā¦.ā
I shuddered and kept my mouth shut without making any noises as much as possible. Because I was losing my mind. What the hell is wrong with my body? No, Iām sure this must be the body of Leticia unnieā¦?
The soul inside of it had been defeated. Iām sorry. My mind went back and forth, and I thought: āOh, Iām really going to die.ā Thatās how tight⦠I was hugged.
Ehehe. Hehehe.
I was seriously going crazy because of this drunk guy.
āI, how dare Iā¦ā¦.ā
āā¦ā¦Eugene?ā, I reacted to him a little late. Now, the breath that touched my ear is your breath, right handsome?
Then Eugene spoke with a slightly slurred pronunciation: ā How dare I say such a presumptuous thing?ā
What?
āā¦ā¦.ā
Oh, right. Eugene youāre drunk, right?
I was convinced with a slightly bitter feeling. In fact, it was better to just give up when I didnāt understand the nonsense of these two handsome men. Itās the wisdom I have acquired by hanging out together with them. And now Iāve also gotten drunk. Tsk tsk.
However, it was unusual for this handsome guy to not answer. You seem to have a habit of getting angry and hugging when youāre drunk. Hmm. Actually, hugging is something very nice.
Can you hug me afterwards again, but at a different place?
I canāt aks that, can I? I was so sorry that I cried for a moment.
Letās calm down. The answer is not to answer a drunkardās words, but heās still Ā one of my handsome guys. Well, he just said he was presumptuous. By the way, come to think of it, he wasnāt really. I couldnāt help but make a timid retort to this handsome man.
āIām the one whoās presumptuousā¦.ā
I canāt believe Iām hugging you like this. To put it bluntly, this is presumptuous!
Oh, this isnāt right. I donāt think itās like this because itās Leticiaās body. Iām sorry, anyway. ā¦ā¦so Iād be happy to praise you if you could show off your chocolate abs while weāre at it. So, handsome, just thank you and thank you again. Even though Iām drunk, at that moment, I felt Eugene firming up.
Uh, am I out of my mind?
As I calmed down a little, I blinked away the water that began to gather in my eyes. And I told him, who stiffened up: āThank you, Eugene.ā
As expected, this is a normal ending. But after saying that, I felt my vision getting blurry. Only then did I pay attention to my condition. A face, that probably turned pale with dizziness. A few drops of tears and a beating heart that couldnāt stop it. Eugene supported me a little and his face turned pale when we made eye contact.
Oh!
Hugging is good, but I love your face, handsome. A spontaneous groan came out of nowhere.
āWellā¦ā¦my heart.
Then I got to the point, where my face wouldnāt look good right now. Perhaps the desire is very clearly demonstrated. Embarrassed I lowered my gaze naturally. My hands caught my eye. The hands were admirably clutching Eugeneās clothes. on the verge of tearing them ⦠apart
āā¦ā¦.ā
Well, I looked at my hands, which were in from of my face, with a slightly embarrassing gaze, and I found his chest under the torn clothes. I just decided to pretend I fainted. Iām really sorry, butā¦. Even if I died soon, I cannot be branded as a pervert by a handsome man.
And as soon as I closed my eyes and relaxed my body, I really fainted. Eugene picked up the collapsing body of the princess. That day, Eugene de Volton, the free knight, who had never formally served a master, made up his mind.
āJust because everyone does it, it doesnātā mean itās not a sin.ā
Quang!
As soon as he picked up Leticia, an audible sound echoed through the air.
āI will pay you back until you die.ā
Hitting the man in the tavern prior might have been an act caused by his self-hatred. It was Cain who stopped something from flying towards them. Eugene bowed to Cain to thank him and sharply raised his guard.
āā¦ā¦.ā
Cain was silent all the time. He stared at Eugene with a rather frightening look for a moment, then nodded, closed his eyes and turned away. But he still had his hand ready to grab his sword in case something happened again.
āā¦ā¦please take the princess back.ā
Cain, who turned around flapping his robe, took the lead. Eugene lowered his eyes and covered her face with her robe. Then, he carefully held her in a comfortable position and followed Cain without saying a word.
Behind them, they heard someone say, āHmm.ā An angelic-looking boy with blond hair and green-eyes appeared.
The boy, Herace, threw small stones and watched them with bored eyes. Princess Leticia was almost invisible in Eugeneās arms.
āThere are annoying things attached.ā
Following them wasnāt worth leaving Daniel. There was a wild glow in Heraceās eyes. But he soon giggled and disappeared.