Itâs been, in fact, several days since she realized the man before her and the man she wrote have varying differences in personality, but itâs only now sheâs actually seeing him as an entirely different person.
She was this worldâs creator. This was her story. And as much as sheâd like to think the people in the story, the king especially, wouldnât be able to do things sheâd never given them an ability to, she continues to be surprised every time.
No longer was she seeing them as just her characters, but in a much more realistic sense instead. The more time she spent alone with him, the more uneasy she got.
This was indeed reality.
âTo answer your question, yes, it is a usual formality.â Kasser finally answered.
âIsnât it a little excessive?â Eugene asked, âItâs only an upset stomach.â she pointed out, and Kasser shook his head.
âItâs the first time a physician was needed.â
âYou wouldnât have given orders to check the kitchen staff and look through the ingredients had I been frequently sick, then?â
âProbably not.â
Jin mustâve been pretty healthy for a woman who didnât do exercise much, she thought, but she knew that this wasnât the case in her mental health. No healthy mentality wouldâve given a woman an ambition to take over the world.
A healthy body, and a strong mind. Being a villain wasnât indeed easy. Eugene almost laughed at the silly thought.
âI should probably have more healthy habits then,â Eugene quipped, âI donât want to hassle everyone some more,â she said in a light tone.
Apparently, that wasnât the correct response.
âThis isnât a joking matter.â Kasser scolded her slightly, and Eugene looked taken aback before breaking her gaze away and looking down in embarrassment. She felt her heart palpitate. She hadnât meant to appear to be brushing off their concerns.
Kasserâs face softened. He reached for her hand and in a gentle tone, spoke, âIf you canât talk to Marianne about something, donât hesitate to ask me,â Eugene finally looked up from her musings, and felt a foreign feeling pool in her gut.
She didnât want to disappoint him, to fall out of favor. At this point, she wanted to be in his good graces just to ensure her survival, but things were much more complicated than she originally thought.
His skin against her palms felt hot, yet comforting.
She knows she couldnât tell him about what she saw in her dream, he wouldnât understand. And as much as sheâd like to wrangle the answers out of Jin, she was all but gone in mind, leaving only her body with Eugene.
âIf itâs not too much trouble, Iâd like to go back to town since I wasnât able to get a good look around,â Eugene said, wetting her lips.âIâd also like just Sven to escort me, this time.â She wondered if she overstepped her bounds. Kasser seemed to be thinking it over before he nodded at her.
Sven was a good soldier, loyal and strong. He did as was commanded with little complaints and was disciplined and trained to perfection. Knowing this, it must be the primary reason Verus used him to keep a close eye on what goes on in the palace, to spy on the Queen.
âOne guard isnât enough, though,â he told Eugene, and she nodded.
âYes, I know.â Eugene said, âThatâs why you can tell him to gather a small group of guards to accompany us, I wonât protest.â she said, âI donât know any other soldier aside from him, so it would be the best course of action.â
Kasser quirked his head, observing the sudden change of heart. She had been so adamant before that she didnât need guards, even going as far as to insist theyâd only need one.
âYouâd need at least five,â he added, and Eugene nodded obediently.
âOf course.â Eugene beamed.
âWhy the sudden change?â Kasser asked her, his confusion growing.
âItâs not that I changed my mind,â Eugene quickly amended, âItâs only that, now that Iâve gone, I realized you were right,â she said.
Eugene knows now that it was childish of her to think it would be fine to go to town unguarded. It was a rookie mistake on her part. She wasnât just Eugene now, she was Jin Anika, wife to the Desert King, Kasser
She couldnât go anywhere without an escort. Especially not with the active period, and Larks about to attack at any given moment. It was time to get seriousâshe couldnât remain in her civilian mindset.
It was time to be Queen.
When Kasser finally stepped out of the queenâs bed chambers, he brought his hands up to his chin, caressing his light stubble. He stood there for some time, deep in thought.
It wasnât the first time this happened. It wasnât the first time Jin had actually retracted her opinions and offered a compromise as a roundabout way of apology. Just like that time when a disagreement had come about with Marianne on a servantâs punishment.
She knows how to bow out, let better solutions take place instead of the one she wants.
But this wasnât a forceful type of yielding, no. This one stemmed mainly from understanding how flawed she was in her thinking. She showed great maturity in backing down.
Heâd never felt as light-hearted whenever theyâd reached an agreement before. It was nice.
To be honest, he was quite enjoying the back and forth an argument about the guards from before. It was so trivial; he hadnât really cared who would win the debate, he just continued for the sake to keep talking with her. He found her amusing, more so when she was flustered, much like a child throwing a tantrum.
He couldnât wait until their next argument. It would be amusing to see his wife get riled up.
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