Dana, who had taken refuge, ran to me with a coat.
âIf thereâs a small blanket, bring it to me.â
âTo cover the prince.â
The prince, who had been sleeping since he boarded the carriage as if he had passed out, didnât look good.
Dana covered the prince with a green checkered blanket and looked at me.
âI was worried, My Lady. There are countless people who died by the monsterâs attack, but I couldnât find you . . .â
âIâm glad youâre safe.â
She let out a sigh at my words.
I still heard cries from afar.
Who had thought that such a terrible thing would happen?
While listening to the heartbreaking cries of those facing the cold bodies, I asked her.
âIâm sure the duchyâs workers were also hurt a lot, right?â
âYes, there are some faces I know.â
I carefully looked around to find the paladinsâ whereabouts.
âThe paladins were the first to withdraw after the search. I did try to find Sir Bertin, but I couldnât see him. Since youâre in the forest, I thought he would surely join to search you.â
I, who knew the reason Bertin left first, said nothing.
I was glad that it seemed like he avoided peopleâs attention and escaped safely.
Unconsciously, I touched the pendant hanging on my neck and asked again.
âYou didnât hear the news like Lord Duke returned to the capital, or Mom returning alone, right?â
âOf course. They went together so why would they return separately?â
Dana tilted her head and soon opened her eyes wide.
âDid you perhaps hear something? Donât tell me they already . . .â
I quickly shook my head at the suspicion that appeared on her face.
âNo. Itâs not like that, I just think they would be in danger if the monster also appeared in another location.â
âCome on, if thatâs the case, then it would have been chaos. Both of them are far away from the capital, so please donât worry.â
Dana, who couldnât sense my subdued tone, answered with a smile.
Beyond the carriage, I heard the horses snorting.
When I opened the small window, I saw a group of knights surrounding the carriage as if escorting it.
Orion steered his horse close to the carriage.
âItâs hard for you to sleep because the carriage is small, right? That fellow could just ride on the horse with me.â
Donât tell me that fellow you mean is the prince that you were worried about until a moment ago and insisted on taking home?
âItâs fine. I can just take a rest after arriving in the mansion.â
âAlright, I also have told them in advance, so they must have prepared for you to rest comfortably.â
His ear twitched to me and he leaned his head.
âIâve been wanting to ask since earlier.â
âThat thing, why did you bring that?â
Why did you bring the sickle to the hunting ground?
Even the eyes of the knights stealing a glance at the sickle were not normal.
The way they looked with very awe-struck eyes but also filled with desire, was like . . .
Was like they wanted to possess that sickle.
âItâs your gift. I decided to keep this sickle as one with me anytime, anywhere.â
When did I give that as a gift to Orion?
The sickle that I obviously handed over for the gardeners was turned into a gift for Orion.
âI was surprised because you seem to be good at using that.â
His posture cutting the grass was excellent.
Sickle was different from sword, so the direction of applying force and the used muscles were different.
Orion, who had been using swords, would have put a lot of effort into learning how to use sickle.
âI guess Iâm a good fit for sickle. From the first time I grabbed it, I felt that it fit well on my hand, and as I swung it, it fit even more.â
âI feel like Iâm born to handle the sickle.â
Why would a swordsman handle the sickle, rather than his sword?
You shouldnât have talent in that area.
I quickly changed the subject as I watched Orion telling a story when he grabbed the back neck of Lord Duke, who was far away in another territory
âI never thought the prince was your student.â
âI was only ordered by His Majesty. His reason must be that a member of the imperial family needs a teacher from the right class.â
âStill, I heard you taught him quite enthusiastically.â
Although the prince expressed that as âhitted until near-deathâ.
In addition, he even volunteered to watch over him in the duchy.
âRather than teaching, I tormented him quite severely. I didnât like seeing his face giving up on life when he was still at a young age.â
So you do realize that you tormented the prince?
âHumans being are supposed to want to live even when they are about to die just like the spies that are tortured. But that prince didnât seem to have such a feeling when I tortured him until he get dust all over him in a rainy day . . .â
âSo I tortured him even more than when I dominate over my knight order members.â
I couldnât imagine that as I had already heard wailing cries every time Orion held his sword in the drill hall.
I couldnât belive he tortured him even more than that.
Itâll really be okay, right?
While I was secretly erasing my worry, Orion suddenly opened his mouth.
âMy sister is amazing.â
His blue eyes gently stared at me.
âI saw him express his opinion for the first time. I couldnât do that even after five years, but how could his eyes change after only a few hours?â
âI didnât do anything in particular, though.â
When I mumbled, Orion stole a gaze at the prince and commented.
âIt was a pity to send him back to the palace when his eyes finally changed. And because you seem strangely reluctant with the imperial family.â
âYou seemed like you didnât want to send him back.â
Perhaps that was an unnecessary thought.
Still, it was hard for me to feign innocence when I thought about his eyes, that sparkled for a moment, would lose its light if he returned to the palace.