âIs that so? But everyone else says we donât look like mother and son at all.â
Khalid responded to Renatoâs words in surprise. Objectively, in terms of appearance, he had no resemblance to Jamila. So Khalid didnât like his face very much. His pitch-black hair and red eyes, the proof of his royal blood, as well as his overall appearance resembled the previous King whom he did not want to call father.
âNoâŠâŠ Your smiling face is exactly the same as hers?â
Renato, alternating his gaze between Jamila in the portrait and Khalidâs face, confidently said. As he looked at the portrait again, the softly curved corners of the eyes and the refreshingly raised lips when smiling were identical to Khalidâs.
âWell, if Your Imperial Highness feels so, it must be true.â
Their smiles resembled each other? Feeling he had learned something new, Khalid touched his lip corners. Until now, he had never thought that his and Jamilaâs smiles were similar. Renato was the first to say that.
ââŠâŠDid I smile often?â
âPardon?â
âNo, it was nothing. I was just talking to myselfâŠâŠ Then please offer your greetings to my mother.â
Realizing he had unknowingly mumbled aloud, Khalid changed the topic and took a step back. Then he picked a nearby flower and gave it to Renato. Seeing Renato receive the flower and stand in front of the altar with a nervous expression, he was lost in thoughts again.
As he recalled, he didnât smile that often. During childhood, he was criticized for being an illegitimate child, and after his name was put on the Royal Genealogy, he lived alternately between the enemies-filled royal palace and bloody battlefields, so was there anything to smile about?
But recently, he seemed to have smiled quite often. It was mostly because of Renato. Khalid felt a refreshing surprise at that sudden realization.
Because Khalid didnât want to scare Renato for no reason, because he wanted to calm him who was suffering from painful memories, because the way he worked hard at anything was commendable, because his pure and innocent actions were cuteâŠâŠ In the end, for whatever reason, he was always with Renato when he smiled.
Khalid thought maybe Renato was more familiar with his smile than himself. Perhaps no one among all his acquaintances saw Khalidâs smile more often than Renato.
Perhaps that was why Renato found his resemblance to Jamila that even Nasir and Amavand didnât realize in the past few years. The moment he had that thought, a nostalgic voice reached his ears.
âOne day, someone who loves everything about you will appear.â
âŠâŠMother? Surprised, Khalid escaped from his thoughts and turned to Jamilaâs portrait. Although it wasnât possible, he momentarily felt as if she was talking to him. He vacantly stared at Jamila who had a gentle smile just like usual, engulfed in strange emotions.
Meanwhile, Renato carefully placed the flower in front of Jamilaâs portrait, closed his eyes and paid silent tribute. He felt regretful for coming here to greet her while being awkward with Khalid like this. He inwardly apologized to Jamila. After the brief greeting, he opened his eyes to see Khalid gloomily staring at the portrait.
ââŠâŠâ
Not calling Khalid, Renato quietly closed his mouth. He thought he shouldnât disturb Khalid spending time with his mother after a long while. When Renato was wondering whether to step aside, Khalid turned to him first.
âDid you finish your greeting?â
âPardon? Ah, yes. But I donât know if I did it properly.â
âIâm sure you did well. My mother must have been happy too.â
âDo you think so?â
âOf course, my mother wanted me to get married more than anyone else.â
Khalid slightly raised the corners of his lips, answering in a low voice. His red eyes, darker than usual, still had lingering emotions.
âI want you to know the happiness of loving someone and being loved by someone.â
Recalling the earnest wish Jamila had whispered to him several times, Khalid smiled bitterly. She was always worried that her son would be left alone when she departed.
So she hoped he could build a proper family unlike her. She wanted someone who would stand by Khalidâs side until the very end, even if the entire world turned its back on him. Someone who would love and cherish him as much as himself, no, more than he himself.
Mother, itâs not the type of marriage you want, but I still have a person whom I can think of as my family. A person who values and respects me, who worries me because he keeps trying to give me something, and who seems to stand by me no matter what happens, just like your wish.
Offering a silent prayer to Jamila, Khalid inwardly spoke to her. Even if they may part ways after three years, Khalid was certain he would never meet someone as devoted to him as Renato. With that, the strange sentiment he felt on the engagement day came back to Khalidâs heart.
ââŠâŠShould we go back? They must have finished arranging the belongings by now.â
Khalid closed his eyes and reopened them to sort out his unnamed emotions. They would only stay at the grand princeâs mansion for one day. Tomorrow, they would return to the royal palaceâs guesthouse. Since they didnât have a lot of luggage, the arrangement must have finished quickly. After briefly thinking, he softly smiled at Renato and held out his hand.
Renato, however, couldnât immediately take Khalidâs hand. His gaze was drawn to the manâs first smile of today. Is he not angry anymore? OrâŠâŠ
âYour Imperial Highness?â
Khalid tilted his head, puzzled when Renato only looked at him without holding his hand. Then, just like someone who realized something, he uttered an exclamation that sounded like a sigh. Afterward, he withdrew the hand reaching out to Renato.
No.
Seeing Khalidâs hand moving away again, Renato felt his heart race. The man just made eye contact with him and smiled, so they couldnât go back to being awkward again. He didnât know if Khalid would accept his apology, but he had to pluck up his courage now. Renato hurriedly opened his mouth.
âExcuse meâŠâŠâ
âIâŠâŠâ
They opened their mouths at the same time as if promised. Their gazes also met in the air. Khalid momentarily widened his eyes, then abashedly gestured to Renato.
âPlease speak first.â
âNo, please speak first.â
Renato hurriedly waved his hand, yielding priority to Khalid. He wanted to apologize to Khalid, so he needed to hear what the man would say first. The two had a brief squabble over who would speak first. In the end, Khalid brought up what he wanted to say first.
âI want to apologize for what happened last night.â
âPardon?â
The words spoken by Khalid were completely unexpected to Renato. While he was perplexed, the sincere apology continued to reach his ears.
âI think I was a little excited yesterday. We each have our own ways, but I didnât respect Your Imperial Highness and only imposed my thoughts on you. I am sorry for the disrespect.â
Finishing his words, Khalid bowed his head politely toward Renato. The royals didnât have to humble themselves when they made mistakes. Still, Khalid bowed his head and apologized to Renato. He was as formal as he could. He did so out of regret about what happened last night.
âYour, your highnessâŠâŠâ
Renato was at a loss for what to do when Khalid bowed his head and apologized to him. He should be the one to apologize and not Khalid.
âPlease donât do this, I donât deserve your highnessâ apologyâŠâŠâ
âI regretted it all night. I couldnât resist a momentâs wrath and pressed Your Imperial Highness. I shouldnât have done that.â
If he didnât want Renato to overwork to the point of getting hurt and sacrificing for Khalid or others, he should have persuaded Renato and not gotten angry with him. Khalid later regretted it. Ashamed of himself for being swayed by his emotions, he felt as if he was going crazy.
At the same time, he felt that he couldnât help it. After all, no one had ever shaken him as much as Renato did.
He had lost count of how many times his composure, never broken even in situations that could lead to his immediate demise, collapsed in front of Renato. Khalid felt as if he had met a very powerful natural enemy. Someone he could never win against.
âStill, I hope that Your Imperial Highness wonât force yourself. I hope you will care for yourself more.â
After a bit of hesitation, Khalid expressed his sincerity just like last night. He was certainly angry and disheartened because of Renato, but he was much more worried and apologetic than that.
Unable to sleep all night, Khalid agonized over and over again about how he should convey his thoughts to Renato. As a result, he missed the timing to apologize several times.
At the luncheon and on the way to the grand princeâs mansion, Khalid knew that Renato was conscious of him. But it was strangely difficult for him to talk just like usual. Khalid was also perplexed by himself.
If the other person had been Nasir or Amavand, he could have acted as if nothing had happened yesterday. But he couldnât do so to Renato. He was cautious with his words, fearing that he would repeat the same mistake as yesterday or that he would deny Renatoâs method again if done wrong.
For that reason, Khalid tried to sort out his complicated mind before talking to Renato again in a calm state.
However, no matter how much he thought, he couldnât figure out how to bring it up or what to say. And Khalid wasnât very good with words in the first place. So he decided to convey his true feelings even if they were just unembellished words.