A deep blue coat reaching down to his knees, a sword at his waist, and a hand that held the sword tightly. At first glance, nothing had changed.
âW, well, I was told that the Duchess had gone to the carriage for a moment, but she didnât come backâŚ.so I went out again, but she wasnât there eitherâŚâ
âNo. That was not what I asked.â
Even as he looked at the woman lying at his feet, the manâs head did not sway. Only his red eyes shone like diamonds that had been lit up.
âI am not asking where that woman went.â
âY, your Highness.â
âWhyâŚwhy isnât my woman, who I personally brought, not, here?â
ââŚ..â
Within the slowly brewing anger of Rashid, the owner of the dressing room could not even breathe and trembled.
For a moment, he felt like he didnât hear something threatening, but there was no time to turn a blind eye in front of the Emperorâs arrogant eyes.
âSniffâ
He thought today was a day of fortune, but it turned out to be a moment of luck that came just before dying.
âAs soon as he was trapped in a corner, the owner felt unfair and lowered his head.
âS, she said she would be back soon. It didnât seem like she was going to leave. And this kind of situation is not very rare, IâŚâ
âWhat are you trying to say?â
Rashidâs eyes narrowed as he looked at the drenched window and held his sword.
âNot very rare?â
ââŚâŚ Ah, even when ladies come to get new dresses, they often hesitate because of their feelings for the deceased. â
ââŚ.â
âI thought that was the case, so I waited and waitedâŚ.but she never cameâŚ.your Majesty?â
The progressively darkening look on Rashidâs face suddenly turned cold.
There was no longer any need to listen, it seemed, as he decided to confirm with his own eyes, and the rain was no longer of any significance in front of his determination.
âYour majesty! The umbrellaâŚâŚ.â
âStep back.â
Rashid, who had already entered the rain, prohibited anyone from approaching him.
He had always been this strict. And if anything came to his attention, he never took his eyes off of it.
ââŚ.â
But not today. He couldnât today.
When he saw her in front of him wearing a dress the same color as Catherineâs eye pupils, he couldnât think of anything else.
Even though he forced her into the dressing room with some hesitation, his nervous steps couldnât stay in one place.
So he went looking for other dresses. Instead of that ugly veiled black suit, he found something that sparkled, but had never existed before in his eyes.
Dresses that would suit her, who was always dignified.
ââŚ.â
No, dresses that he wanted her to wear..
âCatherine!â
âSq, squawk!â
Suddenly, as the door of the carriage was opened, the swan inside was startled and flapped its wings.
But that was all.
Even without wondering if it was a similar situation or a basket, it was clear that that was all. It was not clear how he knew, but he just knew.
âItâs so warm when weâre together. If we just hold each otherâŚâ
Shhink!
When Rashid unsheathed his sword, the swan sprawled on the floor in fear. Her attempts to convey innocence by shaking her head stopped and only clacked her beak in fear.
ââŚSelene.â
âSqueak!â
When Rashid turned around towards her, the swan was so terrified that her eyes flew back into her skull.
No, dying here wonât do.
As if trying to lift the eyelids of the near-dead swan, Rashidâs silverlight sword inched closer.
âYou are not allowed to die until you find your friend and her mother.â
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âHaniel? Is that really you? Haniel?â
âMooom.â
A thin, young voice echoed in my embrace. I kept stammering the same question in disbelief but there was no denying it.
âM, my baby.â
The sweet scent of my baby and the comforting temperature that filled my chest â
Haniel. It was really her.
âMom, why did you come so late!â
Her eyes, which were doll-like and innocent, were cruelly distorted.
Tears streaming down my face, I hugged my child who was burying her head in my chest.
âWhat happened!? Huh? Why did you become a person again?â
âSniffâ
âWho did this? Do you remember who did it?â
Even though I tried not to ask, since I didnât know what was going on, I didnât know where to start.
Finally, was she free from the curse?
But who, and why suddenly?
My head was about to explode from the thoughts that assaulted my mind.
âD, did you meet Roam or something?â
âRoam oppa? No, no.â
As she shook her head, her curly golden hair stroked my cheek.
Even in this situation, it was so pretty â Â I couldnât believe it and rubbed her cheek several times.