Ahmed, who gazed at her with a gentle smile, left an unknown word and entered the room first. Being left alone in front of the door, Holly hesitated for a moment before following after him.
âAhâŠâ
There was no furniture in the room.
Instead, all the walls were studded with waterdrop-shaped stones in an orderly manner. And, on the wall were two portraits of a man and a woman. The male side had bee-colored eyes, and the female side resembled Ahmed in appearance.
âThey are my parents.â
Ahmed, in a word, nailed her guess.
Before entering the room, Holly realized that the âpromiseâ he was referring to was to show the elders of the Royal Family. However, she was meeting them like this.
âI may be called a prince, but in fact, I am the ruler of Sharif.â
The smile on his face as he looked at the portrait of his father seemed somewhat sad. A hug or holding handsâshe thought she had to comfort him somehow. The way he looked at her, he quietly wanted it. Still, Hollyâs body did not move.
âI have no choice but to hide like this right now, but one day when I gain strength, I will proudly announce it.â
Ahmed spoke with a disappointed smile and turned his head toward the portrait again. Hollyâs gaze shifted to the wall next to him, looking at the portrait following him.
âBut this stoneâŠâ
Her eyes fluttered slightly when she saw the stone embedded in the wall. The stone looked like pebbles at a glance, looked like cheap glass if looked closely.
âThat stone⊠Itâs like my necklace!â
Seeing that, her eyes lit up as she looked closely at the familiar feeling. The stone was similar in shape and color to the one on her necklace, which she had worn on her body since childhood.
âIs this here, too?â
Expectation and worry intermingled on Hollyâs face. She wanted to find her roots, yet she also didnât want to. She was afraid of the truth she had to face.
âWhat is this stone? I donât think itâs an ordinary stoneâŠâ
Holly swallowed the words she wanted to say and said another thing.
âYou donât know the magic stone?â
Ahmed replied, curious about Holly, who did not know the magic stone. He seemed really surprised.
âWith this, you can do magic even if you are not a wizard.â
Taking one of the magic crystals embedded in the wall with his hand, he held it out in front of Holly. A dark red mark was visible on the magic stone. The smile he made as he stared at the stone was somehow eerie.
âIt will change our lives.â
Unfamiliar emotions overflowed from Ahmedâs voice as he gripped the magic stone. Holly unknowingly brought her hand to her chest. If Cahill hadnât taken it, the necklace would have been in her neck.
âShall we go back now?â
The next moment, he asked, raising his head and staring at her. The strange aura in his eyes disappeared as if washed away.
* * *
When Holly returned to her room, she had to be dragged around by Monaâs urgent hand.
âWelcome. There is not enough time to prepare from now on.â
She immediately grabbed her hand and plunged her into the bath.
âYou have to soak until I say itâs okay. Otherwise, I will wash you myself.â
Mona spoke in a harsh voice to her before closing the door and leaving. Holly, who was about to leave after just washing, nodded her head with a bitter expression.
A strong scent emanated from the warm water that made her head dizzy. As she was about to melt halfway in the bathtub, Mona pulled her out. She then put Holly in a gorgeous dress that she had worn the day before and spent more time finishing her makeup.
Then, she was led by other people like a doll that had lost its soul, and suddenly, she was standing in the middle of the banquet hall.
âHolly. Come this way.â
Ahmed led Holly to the seat next to him. It was a top seat provided on a platform that ran in a straight line from the entrance. Ahmed, who took over the role of the king, is okay, but could she sit here as a guest?
Embarrassed, she tried to turn down the seat.
âThis is Lamez⊠um, Minister of Finance. He is my uncle. He has always been a great help as a long-time contributing family.â
âMy name is Holly from Centria.â
She was introduced, so she had to say hello. Starting with the Minister of Finance, numerous nobles came to greet her. Holly who sat down was greeted here and there. They would look at her with piercing, bitter eyes.
ââŠThis feels a little strange.â
Holly didnât know what to do with this awkwardness. She missed the time to speak and couldnât even leave the seat.
At that moment, she saw Cahill entering the banquet hall with the door open. She jumped up.
Meanwhile, Ahmed was discussing something with the nobles with a serious face on one side. Whispering so low that she couldnât hear it while Holly wasnât consciously paying attention.
âYour Hiâno, Ahmed. Can I go over to my party for a while?â
Holly changed his title after seeing Ahmedâs eyebrows raised upwards. He listened to her and glanced at Cahill as he approached. He didnât give a single glance to the women who gathered around him, and he was walking straight towards her.
âIf you promise to come backâŠâ
Ahmed took her hand and kissed the back of her hand.
A wet and hot breath touched the back of her hand. Holly nodded her head, resisting the urge to get her hand out now.
âI will not leave without a word.â
He gazed at her as if he didnât like her replies but eventually let go of her hand and nodded his head. Holly immediately ran to Cahill.
âCahil! Why did you come now!â
She grabbed Cahillâs arm and clung to him.
âWere you here?â
Cahill grabbed her arm roughly, and his brow was narrowed. He was staring at a distant place, not Holly, with his cool eyes. As she followed his gaze, he grabbed her chin to turn her head and pinned it to his face.
âYour makeup seems to be getting thicker.â
His nose was almost curled up as he ended his words. Her eyes twitched at the low voice. It seemed that it wasnât just the thick makeup that made him feel uncomfortable.
âWhatâs the matter? What happened?â
Cahill, who was staring at her, who was frozen, at a loss, took a deep breath. Returning to his calm face, he took a step back and held out his hand in front of her.
âLady Holly. Will you give me the honor to dance a song with the beautiful lady?â
Holly stared at the outstretched hand in front of her. It was a hand large enough to hide all her hands inside. She could feel his body temperature without touching it. Her soles tickled⊠No, the throat too. Inside the wrist, between the legs.
An itch ran all over her body.
Cahill gazed at Holly hurriedly and raised his eyebrows.
At that, she swallowed a gulp, and slowly, she put her hand on his palm. Cahill clasped her hand, then released it softly. Then, he pulled her right into his arms before wrapping tight arms around her waist and pressing her close to him.
Holly, held in the familiar arms, breathed a sigh of relief unknowingly. She couldnât hear the murmurs around her that were constantly scratching her nerves. It was more correct that it didnât matter now. She leaned against his tight chest, concentrating on thefamiliarr sound of his heartbeat.
âLetâs go back after the festival is over.â
Her murmur made Cahill narrow his brow. It was due to the lack of energy in her voice.
âWhat happened?â
Cahill asked worriedly, glancing at her bluish lips. Holly stared into his eyes as if trying to read his thoughts. She remembered his eyes glaring at Ahmed fiercely.
ââŠWhat do you know?â
Even though she wanted to ask that, there were many eyes watching them here. They were Ahmedâs people, too. While they treated Cahill as a guest now, it was hard to know what was going to change if they found out that Cahill didnât like their prince.
âNothing happened.â
Eventually, Holly shook her head without saying anything. When she buried her head in his chest again, the fresh scent of soap wafted from the clothes that brushed the tip of her nose.
âDid you know what you wanted to know?â
His voice was filled with concern as if he could not let go of her denial. Holly shook her head again this time.