Huh? Really? I opened my eyes wide and look at Caitel. He twisted his lips in my gaze. I heard the sound of the flat balloon.
âItâs better for a child to have a mother.â
Why did he sound like he was mocking someone? It sounded like itâs rather good for me to not have a mother. You bastard.
âGood for you.â
Whether Caitelâs sarcastic or not, Silvia was happy to have his permission. The act of Silvia rubbing my cheek was full of joy.
âPrincess, Itâs so wonderful.â
Well, I didnât hate it either.
âIâll do it, too, her godfather! I want to do it too!â
In the meantime, Ferdel got in. Oh, seriously. He should stop acting up.
Next to him, Caitel seemed annoyed. He looked at Ferdel with a sword that had not been removed yet.
âIf Iâll be her godfather, and Silvia will be her godmother, doesnât that make the princess our daughter?!â
Silvia smiled awkwardly.
Please read the mood⌠did he really have to say that right in front of my dad?
âUgh!â
I was thinking itâs strange he was still alive even though he dug his graves by himself. Ferdel avoided the sword flying in his head and looked up at Caitel with a grudging gaze. Caitel let go of the sword in his hand without a word. A long sword melted into space.
That scene was amazing every time I saw it.
âYou shall attend todayâs meeting with me.â
âWhat? Hey, Iâm on vacation! This is my honeymoon!â
âShut up.â
Nobody told you to take a honeymoon trip to the royal palace.
âHow could you be so mean! You crazy bastard.â
He looked pretty unfair, but I didnât feel like I would feel pity him. A crazy bastard summoned his sword on Ferdel and called him a crazy bastard. Oh, no, so scary! Silvia stepped back for my safety.
Itâs a wise choice.
âSurrender! Surrender!â
He cried out for surrender, but it didnât work.
After all, Caitel stopped after he had cut off a few strands of Ferdelâs hair. He crumpled his face looking down at his hair on the floor. He wouldnât have to work out, he was always like that.
âWow, seriously.â
Ferdel complained in a low voice. At the slightest sound, Caitel turned his head. Ferdel was smiling like he was okay, but⌠As soon as Caitelâs eyes turned, the look immediately fell.
âShoot.â
Should I live like this?!
Thatâs what heâs saying now? I know what heâs thinking. This big sister knew, but I couldnât help it. Thatâs our life. Itâs fucked up.
âItâs the last meeting before the war ceremony.â
âOh, really? Is Assisi coming, then?â
Oh, was that famous Assisi here in the city now? That was more interesting to me. I always heard his name. I also had strange fantasies about him too. I mean, heâs called the black knight. Itâs like Caitel being called a king of blood or a bloody emperor and Ferdel being called an iron chancellor.
However, why the black knight? Itâs still a bit of a question.
âYes.â
Look at Ferdel. Heâs excited for Assisi even though he hated attending the meetings. I had heard they were good friends, but it seemed like they were way closer than I imagined.
Huh? However, he was a close friend with Caitel too. What?
âWeâll be in the garden while you two are in a meeting.â
The snow piled up on the lake from outside Verita palace cooled my eyes. The white snow reminded me of the leaves of the winter tree. There was no answer from Caitel. Only Ferdel smiled brightly and nodded.
âPapa!â
I smiled and called him because I saw his eyes. He used to ignore me, but now he ignored me occasionally.
Caitel smiled little and reached out to me. The back of his hand swept my cheek. His touch made me feel weird. I think itâs cold, somehow cool and dry. I felt like I was in the dry water. Somehow, it beautifully hurtâŚ
âYour Majesty!â
My thoughts were soon cut off. Someoneâs voice rushed in and called the Caitel. Huh? Whatâs happening? My eyes were turned with Caitelâs. The servant, who came into the drawing room in a hurry, knelt on the floor.
âWhat is it?â
Caitel took his hand off of me, and I pouted my lips. When Caitelâs gaze turned to him, that man flinched.
âWell, that, theâŚâ
The more he hesitated, the worse it would be. My thoughts were correct. At the moment Caitel was about to get annoyed, his head was drooping.
âThe Kaldoras prison, it was ambushed by a group of unknown assailants!â
Ferdel stood up from his seat.
âWhat?â
Caitelâs reaction was also serious. Wait, so the prison was attacked? Prison. What was the prison for? For eating? To party? To lock up people? What the hellâs happening?
âThe Kaldoras prison is about to, uh, those assassinsâŚ.â
When Ferdel shook his servant by the shoulder, he felt embarrassed and stammered. I clasped Silviaâs cloth tight, and she looked at the situation with a startled face.
âTell me again.â
Resummoned sword got close to the servantâs neck with a dark spirit. Itâs not cut completely, but it was really close. However, if it penetrated his neck a little more, it would likely cause a scar on his skin. His rugged features and exhaling bloody spirit made him look like someone else.
âY, your Majesty.â
The servantâs body trembled like a tree. I couldnât see the way it looked. Thatâs what most of the guys in front of my dad were like. Being away from him, of course, did not mean I could avoid that spirit, either.
I was scared. Silvia was shivering a bit too.
âCaitel.â
Ferdel, the only one who didnât tremble, stoped Caitel. It worked because he was Caitelâs friend. He put his sword away.
The sword was not removed, but the servant was relieved to breathe. Well now, it seemed like Caitel was controlling himself⌠but his spirit was strong. I didnât know if it was because I was a baby, but it was really hard to breathe. I was scared.
Suddenly, Caitel snatched his servant by the neck. He made him stood up with one hand by grabbing his servantâs throat and told him.
âIf any of that was a lie, I will have your tongue plucked out.â
At Caitelâs threat, the servant grabbed his neck and barely nodded. That would have been his best because Caitel lifted his throat to the point of strangling him.