After I had seen His Highnessā unsightly show of being dragged down the corridor, I abruptly turned around.
Standing before me was of course, Charles. Still the fear and nervousness I usually felt in front of him was gone. My heart had never felt so light.
Itās alright, with my heart lightened I think I can manage this somehow.
Sure, Endoās a useless idiotic bastard without a single redeeming quality, but for a genius like me I could use that to my advantage. This was my only chance to fix the complicated situation we were in.
āI have something to tell you.ā
āā¦ā¦What is it?ā
Without looking away Charles wiped away the tears from his big blue eyes.In the light coming through the window Charlesā blonde hair seemed to shine.
Go on, say it. Right now is your once in a lifetime opportunity to clear this up. Say it. Just speak Christina Noir!
Spurred on by my inner voice I opened my mouth wide and-
āWhat nice weather it is today Charles!ā
Yup.
I was mistaken.
Just how deep into my unconscious was the urge to run away ingrained.
I didnāt want to say such a thing, and Charles didnāt want to be told such a thing. That much was obvious. Only in front of Charles did I become such an idiot, even then I still knew that.
Even Charles eyesā seem terribly displeased.
āThatās right. The weather is nice. ā¦ā¦so?ā
āAh, no, thatās not it. Thatās not what I wanted to say, ahā¦..ā
āYeah, then what did you want to say?ā
āUrk-ā
My heart jumped as his voice dropped several degrees.
Iām not used to facing Charles when heās like this, itās making me jumpy. Iām too conscious of him, and too worried about his reactions. Even though I know thatās why I keep getting caught in this vicious cycle, I donāt know how to escape it and not knowing just makes me even more impatient.
I start to panic. Itās better if I run away than to have our conversations turn so cold. These helpless thoughts come out and I lose my voice.
āā¦Chris?ā
His calling my name returned me to sanity.
His voice cracked a little as he said my nickname, I could feel his uneasiness.
Iāve been driving myself crazy over pointless worries. Iām not the only one annoyed at my indecisiveness, Charles is in the same boat. I have so many things I want to hear from Charles.
But now is time for Charles to hear my side. Charles has never run away from me once, and heās never tried to force the conversation.
So thereās no reason for me to be so confused.
āā¦ā¦ā
I take a deep breath.
That breath fills my lungs and circulates through my body. I gradually manage to return my breathing to normal and oddly enough my heart also calmed down.
āSorryā
I finally said the words Iād been holding onto for two years.
If I could say that, then the rest was easy.
āTo avoid you all this time, Iām sorry I selfishly ran away. It doesnāt mean that Iāve come to hate you, Charles. I canāt say it well, but thatās definitely not whatās going onā
āā¦okayā
āItās just, I donāt really understand it myself. EVen now I still donāt understand. But I know Iāve been acting like a fool. ā¦..I kept running away, Iām sorry. I canāt apologise enough.ā
āYeah, thatās enough.ā
In the middle of my words Charles squeezed my cuff tightly.
āEven if you donāt explain everything, I think I basically get it. Since itās Chris, I had a feeling it was something like this.ā
āI seeā
āBut, I was scared I was wrong. Not knowing was so scaryā¦..you can be such an idiot sometimes Chris.ā
āWhat?!ā
I puffed my cheeks up in frustration at the most unthinkable comment in the world. I, I ā
I am a genius. I ran around the mansion freely at age one, could speak at age three, had read every book in the study by five, was praised as the perfect lady at my first ball at seven, realized my first love at nine, and now at eleven I could finally face that love. I am such a perfect lady that I have never received a complaint.
But only this time, I wonāt complain and apologise instead.
āIām sorry.ā
āAs long as you donāt run away anymore itās fineā
Rather than wasting time on the past, I need to seize the now and the future. I intend to follow those great words.
But as a girl two years older than Charles, I couldnāt seem weak in front of him.
Thatās why, Iāll smile instead.
āAaahā
A smile from the bottom of my heart. As if to show Charles that Itās really me I smile as only I can.
Finally after two years Iām smiling in front of Charles.
In front of the Charles I was so scared of, one day I will be able to be more honest.
Thatās it, I finally get it.
To understand your own feelings, itās just as Mariwa said.
This has to be what Mariwa was talking about. Impatience, fear, confusion, theyāre all my emotions and I can own that.
This is the first step to being true to myself.
Thatās why I could say these words honestly.
āI wonāt run away anymore.ā
āā¦I understand. with that itās okay.ā
Though he still looks a bit sulky, my fiance forgave me with that. With this small exchange he let my two years of dishonesty become the past.
Letting all the worries Iād kept in my heart unravel, I could finally feel relief.
Iām glad. Everything is back to normal now. It was concluded so easily I doubted why Iād been worrying all this time.
The load on my chest was finally gone, I felt the relief I hadnāt had for two whole years. Now at ease I made to stroke Charlesā hair as I once had.
āBy the way Chris,
Chris caught my hand halfway.
āYes?ā
As he held my caught hand I tilted my neck in confusion.
Charles muttered as he brought my hand to his lips.
āI wonāt let chris run away anymore eitherā
To Charles who occasionally looked so much like Michelie I was frozen.
At the same time as he finished speaking, the face that looked just like my beloved sisterās, kissed my hand.
It was the way a gentleman expressed affection to a lady. It was often done as a formality at parties, but at those time a lady would have gloves on.
My hand was bare.
āCharlesā¦ā
I held my kissed hand to my chest as Charles smiled cheerfully.
āWhat Chris? Youāre face is bright red.ā
Of course. No matter how similar they looked, the meaning was completely different to when Michelie did it.
Charles isnāt a member of my family yet.
I sent a disgruntled expression to the very calm Charles, as my cheeks burned.
āā¦..Iāll forgive you this time.ā
In our two years apart he had become a bit conceited. I frowned. Charles didnāt seem to have even a speck of remorse for kissing a lady without permission.
āThatās why next time make sure to ask first.ā
Charles smiled a little as I berated him.
āAs I thought, Chris is just too cute.ā
āGuh-ā¦ā¦! Iām leaving! Bye Charles!ā
āOkay, Iāll come over to play soon.ā
It seems that after two years things will never go back exactly the way they were.
I informed the servant of my departure, all the while gently stroking the spot Charles had kissed. A small smile plays on my mouth.
Rather than going back, it seemed weād managed to take a step forward.