Then, Ferdel was right . He really was avoiding me because he thought Iâd cry, not because he didnât like me . I let go of his necktie and grabbed his hands . He flinched . Assisiâs face got so pitifully stiff .
âThen, why do you avoid me?â
âWell, itâs because itâsâŚâ
âWhy do you avoid me if you donât hate me . â
âWell, youâre rightâŚâ
Assisi frowned with difficulty . Even if he made an anxious expression like that, I was not letting him go that easily . If I didnât settle things now, he would just run away again .
âThen why are you avoiding me?â
Assisi shut his mouth to my question . I could feel the confusion in his eyes . I just stayed calm and waited for Assisi to answer . It didnât take long for him to open his mouth .
âPrincess, youâre not scared or afraid of me?â
Assisiâs expression shook at my immediate answer . His voice trembled a little too .
âI donât frighten you?â
âShould I be scared?â
I understood why heâs asking that . There was a shadow of death that loomed around him . Thereâs an even stronger stench of blood surrounding him than that of Caitelâs . I almost felt like I could hear screams hidden beneath his beautiful face . I could see why children were afraid of him . However, thereâs no reason to run away, was there? After all, itâs not like heâs trying to kill me .
After being unable to speak for a long time, Assisi suddenly dropped his eyes .
I was embarrassed . Both of his soon opened eyes were filled with tears . I lost my words at that teary, golden-green eyes .
Hey, whatâs wrong with this guy?
âHey, did I do something wrong?â
Assisi shook his head without an answer . However, I couldnât find the reason for his tears . Why was he crying? Assisiâs head was down . Assisi, who had no choice but to kneel to make eye contact because of the tie I pulled, suddenly began to cry out in front of my eyes .
No answer returned after I called him several times . What kind of man would cry so easily?
Oh, no . I had no idea what to do . What was happening, did I make him cry? Why was he crying? However, Assisi, who was crying, did not answer . Come on, tell me . Why was he crying? Oh, I had no idea anymore .
A grown man shouldnât cry .
I sighed, hugging Assisi, who was crying in front of me .
I was indeed a woman of many sins .
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