Two days have passed since Cersinia met Archen. She looked for clues in what Archen had told her but it was in vain. It was very difficult to find out about it unless someone gave her a hint or told her openly.
Because of this, she delayed her departure. Also because Benâs face, who was in pain while talking about his past, kept appearing in her mind. Before she left, she wanted to help with anything she could. She wanted to make him more comfortable than he was now. It was the least she could do for him.
âIt would have been nice if I could helpâŠâ
Verne, who was walking with her, muttered as she looked at Cersinia, who was in agony.
âYouâre helpful enough.â
Cersinia smiled slightly at Verneâs words, but Verne still felt uncomfortable. She wanted to help Cersinia somehow, but she didnât know anything about her Master, so she couldnât help.
âShall we go out to Fabian Street?â
âFabian street?â
Verneâs eyes widened at the suggestion.
âI thought Iâll be able to hear something about it if I went to a cafe.â
The first place she heard the story about Ben was at a cafe, so she thought she could hear other stories.
âGood! I think itâs a good idea.â
The two diverted and started walking towards the Duchyâs main entrance.
âCersinia?â
Someone called her from behind. Cersinia turned around at the unfamiliar voice.
âAs expected, youâre Lady Cersinia.â
A man with a playful smile stood tall in the middle of the hallway.
âHuh? You areâŠ?â
Verne was surprised and pointed her finger at the man. Cersinia looked at the man without erasing the vigilance written in her features.
The man with shining blonde hair, which looked like the sun had carved out itself and sprinkled it on his head, had blue eyes like the sea. He had a high nose bridge, soft lips, clear skin, and a well-shaped jawline. He was good-looking and it was obvious that he was quite popular with the ladies. In addition, his long, straight legs, wide shoulders, and solid-looking physique were a little similar to Benâs. Of course, Ben was superior in every aspect.
âI knew I would meet you sooner or later.â
The unfamiliar man wittily rolled his eyes and laughed at something he deemed funny.
âL-Lady Cersinia, we have to run away!â
Verne sensing the danger, grabbed Cersiniaâs arm.
âRun away? Why? Do you know him?â
âI-I will explain later. How can he be hereâŠ?â
âVerne, whatâs wrong with you?â
Verne was stunned. On the first day she saw that man, he persistently asked about Cersinia, so she had to run away. Verne knew that kind of person well. He is a man who had great power and so dug into peopleâs backs. She had experienced the same type of person as him before. There was only one conclusion, he was someone who wielded all his power so people could pay off their debts and went after people.
âTh-That man is a loan shark!â
âWhat?â
âHeâs here to ask Lady Cersinia for your debt!â
Cersiniaâs mouth opened in absurdity.
âWhat does this mean? How could a loan shark come to collect a debt when I donât have any debt?â
âF-First, we need to get out of here quickly. Come on.â
Verne pulled her arm, but Cersinia stood still, staring at the man without blinking.
âHuh, Iâm not a loan shark.â
The man burst into laughter and smoothed his chin. It was the first time Cersinia saw him but something felt familiar to her.
Light blonde hair and blue eyes. She was used to it as if she had known him for a long time. And the clothes that the man is wearing. Unlike Benâs dark red uniform, the dark blue uniform had a shawl made of golden embroidery, covering his shoulders. The collar and buttons were gold, and they were absolutely gorgeous. The patterns drawn on the sleeves and shoulders were unique, they had both human and animal on them.
Cersiniaâs face, which had been looking at the pattern for a long time, hardened. Thereâs no way she wouldnât know. It was the clothes of the male protagonist described in the novel.
âI see, please be merciful of me and my maidâs disgraceful attitude towards you, Your Highness the Crown Prince.â
Cersinia hurriedly bowed.
âWhat? Crown Prince?â
Verne jumped like a spring leaf and freaked out.
âDo you know me? How?â
The Crown Prince looked over Cersinia with curious eyes.
âWouldnât it be strange not to know?â
The Imperial mark, the symbol of the Empire, is embedded in clothes that look incredibly expensive. Even a child who was passing by would recognize it.
âNot many people can wear the emblem of the Empire, You Highness.â
In response to her answer, the Crown Prince exclaimed,
âOho, look at this.â
âI-I beg for your forgiveness. How dare I not recognize Your HighnessâŠâ
Verne lay flat on the floor.
âItâs okay, so get up. It was quite fun.â
Even after he forgave her, Verne trembled like an aspen tree and didnât get up from the floor. Cersinia had no choice but to grab Verneâs arm countless times to raise her.
âI-I made a mistake⊠What should I doâŠâ
âVerne, itâs okay. Your Highness already said that he forgives you.â
But Verne couldnât hear her. She kept shivering, and her complexion turned pale.
âEric.â
âYes, Your Highness.â
âShe looks very surprised, escort her to her room.â
A man named Eric, who appeared at the Crown Princeâs call, walked towards them.
âExcuse me.â
Eric helped Verne, who was losing her strength and lead her to her room.
âI want you to give me your time. I have a lot of questions.â
The Crown Prince smiled at Cersinia. Cersinia stiffened as chills came down her spine.
âWhy me?â
Her crimson eyes trembled slightly, unable to understand him. The fact that Verne recognized and shouted at the Crown Prince meant that the two had already met before.
âBut why are you curious about me and not Verne?â
That being said, it was strange from the beginning. The Crown Prince didnât call Verne but called Cersiniaâs name. She had never met him or told him her name, but he seemed to have known about her.
Cersinia swallowed her dryly. Her heart became stronger than before since she had already encountered the female protagonist in an unexpected place, but she couldnât help being surprised.
âWhy do I keep getting involved with the original characters when I did everything to not meet them?â
So far, nothing went as she planned.
âLady Cersinia, where would you like to go?â
It was impossible to reject him, as it would be seen as arrogant or worst. Watching him walk comfortably as if it was his own house, Cersinia opened and closed her mouth countless times before speaking.
âI think the garden would suffice.â
* * *
At that time.
Ben stopped briefly at the lake not far from his mansion on the way back from patrolling the estate. The lake was sparsely populated and quiet. It was a remote place, so only a few people knew it, and he always go there when he had a lot in his mind.
In particular, the scenery was so beautiful. The sun shone brilliantly on the still water which shimmered like diamonds were sprinkled on it. He always wanted to come here with Cersinia. But it became impossible.
âNot me.â
Her cold rejection, which came back to his mind, made him bury his face in his hands.
âIt canât happen.â
Cersiniaâs face kept lingering in Benâs head.
âWhat should I doâŠâ
He muttered.
âHow can I win her heart?â
At this point, he felt like Cersinia was someone that he wonât be able to reach for the rest of his life.
âDo I really have to let go of her like this?â
He lifted his tired face and looked at the surface of the water swaying quietly in the wind. He ran away because he was not confident to face her. He always wanted to declare that he would never leave her side whenever he met her eyes. But now there was no more excuse to hold her back.
Their relationship was very fragile. If he lets go of her, it will break off immediately. He really wanted to reveal his ugly but true feelings to her. The ones that demand of him to keep her by his side for the rest of his life, even by force.
âYour Excellency.â
Archen walked towards him, who was sitting in front of the lake with a troubled expression.
âThe Crown Prince is said to be in the Grand Duchy right now.â
âWhat?â
Ben jumped up from his seat.
âIt seems that he found Lady Cersinia as soon as he arrived.â
Before Archen could finish his sentence, Ben walked away from the lake with a very hasty pace.
* * *
Cersinia and the Crown Prince were sitting facing each other in the garden.
âI greet you formally. My name is Limapheus Belfar.â
It was a quick greeting. Cersinia came to know his full name only when they settled in the garden, and warm tea came out.
âI see Your Highness the Crown Prince. My name is Cersinia.â
She roughly copied the lines she saw in the book whenever someone greeted the male protagonist. Cersinia couldnât understand this situation at all. Who would have imagined that she would be sharing tea with the crown prince?
âIsnât he the one who killed Cersinia in the original story?â
She was sitting with a person who might kill her in the future. It was really awkward.
âAlex, no, Iâve heard a lot about you from the Grand Duke.â
With the excited expression on his face, Limapheus stared at her intently.
âIs that so?â
Cersinia knew well that the Crown Prince was lying. Because she knew better than anyone that Ben wasnât the kind of person who would talk to anyone about her.
âAre things going well in Rafleche Village then?â
Cersiniaâs shoulder shook in astonishment.
âHow much does he know?â
âDid he do a background check on me? If so, did he get reports of my power as well?â
The atmosphere became cold. Cersinia was terrified that the Crown Prince would know of her existence and be wary of her.
âThe Grand Duke came at dawn that day and threatened me. I had a hard time getting things done quickly.â
âPardon? What are you talking about?â
It was her first time hearing this, so Cersinia was quite taken aback. Limapheus gave her a strange smile.
âAs expected. Did Lady think it was easy to simply be strip Count Dexter of his title?â
âThatâsâŠâ
âNo one can go beyond the power of the Lord in the territory except His Majesty the Emperor. And in order to gain authority over a territory, one should get rid of its Lord.â
Cersinia shut her mouth tightly when she had realized what he meant.
âNot only that but Count Dexter was the vassal of Duke Kailos. It looked like the Grand Duke had declared war, donât you think?â
âWhy didnât I think about it until now?â
Looking back, there were a lot of strange things. Count Dexterâs title was stripped off in good timing, the capture of Goredon, who had escaped, and the fact that Ben handled everything that happened in the village without a single difficulty. Now that she thinks about it clearly was something that couldnât be done simply with the power of the Grand Duke. She just wanted to forget about it, so she had never thought about it properly since it had never been a good memory.
âHow many efforts Ben has made for meâŠâ
Cersinia was still confused, but Limapheus quickly grew tired of the subject.
âWell, this has become a heavy story, and I want to hear something about Lady Cersinia.â
He leaned his body a little closer to her as if he had a lot of questions.