âThis is the worst thing ever. This must be a dream.â
Blake stared blankly at the emperorâs bed. He couldnât believe this situation now.
Is he sure that he wants to sleep together with him? No way.
But Tenstheonâs words shattered Blakeâs hopes.
âWhat are you doing? Letâs go to bed.â
He really wants to sleep with him. Blake looked at Tenstheonâs eyes.
He happened to be in his arms all day today, but he didnât want to sleep together as he has already grown up.
âI, I can sweep alone!â (I, I can sleep alone!)
âNo, itâs dangerous.â
âItâs not dwangerous!â
âI donât know where youâll go again.â
âIâm not gwoing. I wonât gwo out.â (Iâm not going. I wonât go out)
âNo.â
âHuuang!â
Tenstheon climbed onto the bed with the squirming Blake in his arms.
âN, no!â
Blake, who was struggling to get out of his arms somehow, saw a wound on Tenstheonâs wrist.
âAwe you huwt?â (Are you hurt?)
âOh, itâs nothing.â
Tenstheon hugged Blake and lowered the raised sleeve again. It was a wound he got when he was moving in a hurry to find Blake.
Tenstheon did not speak directly, but Blake could guess why he was hurt.
âIâll tweat you.â (Iâll treat you.)
Blake took his hand to the wound. Then the scar on the wrist disappeared with the light.
âThanks.â
âNwo, itâs nothing.â (No. Itâs nothing.)
Blake bent his head and tried to go. But Tenstheon lay in bed holding him tightly.
âHiing.â
Blake didnât give up after he got up and found a way to get down.
Then he could hear Tenstheon,
âI love you.â
ââŚâŚâ
Tenstheon conveyed his sincerity that he had not done so far.
âI should have protected you, Iâm so sorry.â
Blake looked at Tenstheon without saying a word. After a brief silence, he shook his head.
âNo, dwonât mind what I said during the day.â (No, donât mind what I said before.)
To be honest, during those days, he missed Tenstheon and blamed his father for not finding him
But now he knew.
Originally, the heir to the curse should be confined to the southern island, but Tenstheon placed him in a separate palace instead.
To the end, Tenstheon made a tremendous effort. He was protested by countless people, but he kept his son to the end, pretending to be indifferent. And he wasnât completely abandoned.
Those who were so good-natured that they did not despise the heir to the curse were selected and sent to the Amoria Palace, Eunhan was also asked to look after Blake before.
Above all, he could marry Ancia thanks to Tenstheon.
âIâm sworry for saying something so hwash. It wasnât my intention.â (Iâm sorry for saying something so harsh. It wasnât my intention.)
In the afternoon, he was so angry that his childish thoughts came out.
As his body becomes smaller, his thoughts also seem to have become younger.
âNo, itâs my fault. I wanted to hug you like thisâŚI shouldâve hugged you.â
Tenstheonâs face was full of regret.
The two have been separated for too long. Too much time has passed, without the opportunity to apologize and missing the timing.
âBlake, can you call me âFatherâ just once?â
He looked so afraid and cautious speaking to him, unlike an emperor who commanded the empire.
Blake glanced to Tenstheon.
âFather.â
It was a word that he had never said since he was cursed.
It was awkward to say it, not because he didnât like Tenstheon or didnât want to admit that he is his father.
Of course, it was true that he had resentment when he was told to call him âYour Majestyâ instead of âFatherâ before he was cursed.
In addition, there was a frustration that Tenstheon could not recognize a monster as a son who was cursed like him.
Even after he knew it wasnât true, he couldnât say âfatherâ like before.
Blake was so nervous that he cleared his throat. And he told Tenstheon,
âFwather.â
ââŚâŚâ
Blake was disappointed in himself.
He canât even pronounce the easy word âfatherâ properly. Itâs been a while since he said thisâŚ
He cleared his throat just in case he made a mistake, but it didnât work.
Blakeâs face flushed with embarrassment.
Tenstheon, however, hugged Blake with a happy expression, as if he didnât care about his pronunciation.
âThanks, son.â
He kissed Blakeâs soft cheek.
He canât believe that he kissed his grown-up son!
Blake hated it, but when he saw Tenstheon smiling brightly, he couldnât say no.
And maybe itâs because his body got smaller, he didnât hate his fatherâs kiss as much as he did when he was young.
Blake smiled and said once again.
âFwather.â
âŚâŚ
And once again, he was disappointed in himself.
***
When I heard the news of Blake, I hurried back to the villa.
They lost Blake, but they found him right away. I received a letter from Tenstheon that I donât need to come back right away, but I couldnât take a rest in the hotel.
What happened?
How did they lose him? Are you sure heâs gonna be okay? You didnât lie to reassure me, did you?
On the way back, my heart felt like it was going to burst due to nervousness.
âYour Highness, youâre back already?â
Melissa was surprised to hear that I had come back.
âWhereâs Blake now?â
âHeâs in His Majestyâs bedroom.â
I hurried to Tenstheonâs bedroom.
While walking down the hall, Melissa told me the details.
Blake and Tenstheon are said to have destroyed the place. And they must have returned to the villa safely.
âEveryoneâs safe. Donât worry about it.â
I was relieved to hear Melissa say that, but the worries didnât go away.
She said Blake had come home with Tenstheon, was it the right choice to leave them alone?
Then he mustâve asked him to sleep with him tonight.
When I opened the door carefully, I saw Tenstheon and Blake sleeping on the bed.
Blake, who fell asleep in the arms of Tenstheon, looked very comfortable. There was also a peaceful smile around Tenstheonâs mouth.
When I saw the two, the corners of my mouth went up by itself.
I guess I was worried about nothing.
I closed the door quietly and went outside.
***
Several things happened even though I only went out for a day.
The next day, Blake called Tenstheon differently.There was only a little problem.
âFwa, f, nono, fwa, ther.â
He wanted to call Tensteon âfatherâ. But it wasnât easy.
âFwather!â
He spoke one letter at a time and when he spoke quickly, Blake still couldnât do it.
âHiing.â
Blake who failed again this time pouted. Tenstheon smiled brightly seeing his son.
âThatâs alright. Itâs enough now.â
âRight Blake, you did a great job.â
I agreed with Tenstheon. However Blake didnât change his expression.