At that moment, the slender wrist in Lucianâs hand slipped out as his grip loosened. That alone made Lucian feel empty.
It was pathetic to see himself this way, dropping into the abyss in an instant with only the smallest of her gestures.
Looking at her with shaky eyes, he gave a belated answer.
âI canât promise you that.â
ââŠBrother?â
He tried to calm himself down while he was in front of Rachel, who was surprised by what he said.
Sweeping down her thin arm, he held that small hand again. He really liked this beautiful, warm feeling.
When he thought about how this small hand had been taking care of him since they were young, his fear faded a little.
She showed him his favorite smile. He hoped that she would smile at him in the same way, always.
For Lucian, no one else mattered except Rachel.
He hoped that everyone else would just cease to exist. They were just obstacles.
Lucian was furious just by recalling what happened earlier. His teeth clenched together automatically because of the discomfort he felt.
âIâm really offended by the scoundrels who approach you carelessly. Actually, gloves arenât enough. I should go ahead and kiââ
While grinding his teeth, he spat this out but stopped himself from continuing after recalling what she said earlier while caressing his chin.
He was properly tamed by every little thing. If a beast gets used to a hand, itâs said that they canât go back to their original place.
Why is it that you can think youâll tame me yet leave me so easily?
How can you let go of my hand so effortlessly?
How long had it taken for me to hold your handâŠ
How long had I been waitingâŠ
You must know everything.
âThese were all the words threatening to burst out of his lips. He was so dangerously shaken that he was like a glass of wine that would spill over the moment just one single drop would trickle in.
âBut asking for a dance at a banquet is just a formality. That young man thought I came without a partner, so he just asked for a dance. But then as soon as the dance was finished, you suddenly threw a glove.â
âItâs foolish for him to think that you came without a partner. Ray, your partner is me.â
ââŠâŠâ
âYou can dance with me.â
Of course, Lucian could understand what happened if he put his thought into it, the reason why she didnât refuse another young manâs invitation to dance.
This was all because of that prince.
This was all because of the father who brought her into the household.
And the biggest reason was Rachel, who knew that the prince was her kidnapper but didnât tell Lucian.
He couldnât control the storm of emotions brewing within him. His golden eyes looked unfocused.
âHaaâŠâ
Rachel let out a deep sigh. Then, she stared up at him and spoke.
âLetâs go back home, Brother.â
Seeing her troubled smile, Lucianâs emotions surged up within him.
She pulled his hand and led him towards the other direction.
This time, itâs you whoâs come closer.
Why am I the only one who canât reach you.
Why donât you recognize my feelings.
As he couldnât hide his emotions anymore, his control faltered and he reached out.
Lucian naturally locked her into his embrace, wrapping his arms around her waist.
Always as though it was a vain effort, he placed her hand around his neck with one smooth movement, and it seemed like he was dancing together with her now.
Rachel blushed shyly, and in turn, Lucian embraced her as if to hide her in his arms, looking at her with his emotions completely revealed.
Heat rose from the places that touched. He tightened his embrace, wanting to feel this heat even more.
ââŠRachel.â
Unlike his heated body, his mind was cold and clear.
âYes, Brother.â
He wants her. As a woman. He wants Rachel to be his wife.
âDonât dance with another man ever again.â
âIâll think about it.â
Lucian took this opportunity to realize this important factâthat Rachel did not see him as a man.
It was childish, but he had no choice but to beg again.
âHow long are you going to call me brother?â
âHow else should I call Brother when youâre my brother.â
As though she heard it as a joke, she smiled quietly as she answered, and he raised his head.
Lucian looked at Rachelâs face from such a close distance that their noses could touch.
âYou and I donât share any blood.â
Even if she still looked at him as a brother now, then he could make it so that sheâd look at him as a man in the future.
Like clothes left out in the rain, ever since she tamed him, it was his turn to imbue her with his own colors.
âCall me by my name.â
Lucian asked once more, his tone ever more sorrowful. He decided to prod her weaknesses.
Rachel had been hesitating for a while, but with a coy look, she whispered.
âLucian?â
âOnce more.â
âLucian.â
The hushed voice calling his name sounded as sweet as honey. With only this, Lucianâs heart seemed to swell.
Like a black rose blooming beneath the full moonâs illumination, black flowers bloomed in his heart.
Seeing his reaction, Rachelâs face turned red as though she was on fire. She was fascinating, she was so beautifulâlike a lovely red rose.
Lucian embraced her tightly and lowered his eyes. As his hands wound through the strands of her emerald hair, he thought.
To devour everything about her. To dye her with his colors.
Even if the color becomes pitch black, there would never be a chance that he would let go of Rachel of his own volition.
It didnât matter if this was something she did or did not want.
Because he couldnât even imagine a life without her anymore.
Very quietly, so that Rachel couldnât hear him, he whispered.
Persistent, desperate, as he rubbed his lips against her hair, he vowed.
âMy world, my savior, if I could have youâŠâ
Whatever I need to do, Iâll do it.
Even if it destroys you.
I need to have you.
Rachelâeverything about you.
As the black tinge fluctuated as though it would dominate his golden irises, a person watching them from afar made his presence apparent.
Lucian looked straight at him.
Without avoiding that gaze, Elliotâs posture was crooked.
Lucian embraced Rachel tightly in his arms, as though he had no intention of her being taken away from him.
Her small body was tightly woven into his crossed arms. Like prison bars, hard and unrelenting, to prevent her from escaping.
You donât even know that youâve been trapped in a prison, he spoke quietly.
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08_The original work, twisted
With Lucianâs permission, I can now proudly go out during the day. Itâs much easier compared to the duke.
Well, could it be said that itâs easy? Instead, I was given something to bring, but I was curious about what this magic tool was for.
Inside the carriage, I handed the magic tool to Damian.
âDo you know what kind of magic tool this is?â
He couldnât recognize magic circles, but distinguishing mana colors was Damianâs specialty.
So, even if it wasnât in detail, heâd be able to guess the approximate use of the magic tool.
âMaster, who gave you this magic tool?â
âHuh? Is it something weird? Brother gave it to me.â
Damian stared at me for a moment before he replied.
âYes, itâs nothing strange. Itâs the same as a safety device.â
âI knew it, itâs like that, huh?â
Really, Lucian, that cute rascal!
Youâre worried about this Noona!
Indeed, he said heâd give his permission for me to go out. But itâs much better than a trick to prevent me from going out!
Yes, yes, of course.
Today, I decided to go to the information guild. It was a visit that has been postponed over and over again.
Lucian said that he could find it out for me, but more than that, I also want to find out on my own.
Itâs only when several people could find more information that they could get confirmed results.
After switching to another carriage in the middle of our trip, I walked along a familiar alleyway with Damian and Oscar.
When I entered the bookstore, I saw the same old man I met before, perhaps because it was the middle of the day.
âIâll guide you there.â
I followed him into the room hidden behind the bookshelf. A young man with an innocent-looking face welcomed me.
âYou came by a little late.â
âI was busy doing this and that.â
I responded to him bluntly. He wasnât very reliable last time.
Iâve done some of my own research this time, too.
Iâm really going to spread rumors about this place.
âFirst of all, Iâll let you know about Noah de Castilla.â
The man brought up the main topic right away, perhaps to make up for his mistake last time.
âHis situation had become bad due to the recent controversy surrounding his business. I believe he was beaten by his competitor because he was trying to expand too much.â
âIs it a restaurant business?â
âYes. It was a place that sold tea and refreshments, but rumors had spread that the establishmentâs hygienic practices were poor. Since then, customers had stopped visiting.â
âThen?â
âHe couldnât pay off his debts every month, so it seems that thereâs been some talk about whether heâs on the verge of selling his peerage. Of course, the one on the border.â
If itâs a baronâs domain, itâs worth almost like a commonerâs assets. Thatâs why even if it was a collateral from Noahâs father, theyâd still be in debt.
So the collateral to be asked for would likely be the peerage instead. And if Noah naĂŻvely sells his peerage, it would definitely be bought right away.
But Noah wasnât a fool to sell his peerage. How could a nobleman live as a commoner?
Ah, thatâs right.
Around this time, Noah was forced to borrow money from the trash booger king.
In the original.
However, thereâs something different compared to the original. It was that the trash booger kind was no longer the ruler of the underworld.
He was now an imperial prince.
Then, how will Noah pay off his debts?
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t/n: the changes in point of view in this chapter from first person to third person were all deliberately done by the author, so i just followed suit. in any case, it was all still in Lucianâs perspective.