Hermann began to perform the feat of crafting a glistening golden sphere and throwing it on the shore of the lake.
The sphere sparkled beautifully under the sun, but it looked so useless.
Since he looked at me with a lot of expectation, I had no choice but to exclaim wow, wow, though Iâm not really sure what Iâm supposed to look at.
âWhat am I supposed to do with that?â
âAh! This is how you use it.â
Hermann seemed to notice my confusion and jumped forward saying heâll demonstrate it himself.
âOh!â
He ran to the lake in a blink of an eye and triumphantly smiled while on top of a sphere.
âOh, so it floats on the water. Thatâs amazing.â
âHow about we leave the island this way? What do you think, Anissa?â
âHow does it float?â
While I was speechless and surprised, Hermann who ran back in front of me, shuffled on his feet nervously.
âCompliment me!â
There seemed to be large letters written on his forehead like that so I clapped my hands and opened my mouth.
âThatâs amazing! Seems like we can ride that and cross the lake!â
âR-Right?â
It was just a moment ago that his eyes sparkled for compliments and now Hermann was smiling shyly while scratching the back of his head.
He proudly added, âThe sun isnât picky where it shines. Iâm happy to be of help.â
âOh my, thatâs a really useful ability!â
Clap, clap.
Though I couldnât really put my soul into it, my palms were burning from applauding hard.
Hermann liked it so much that my hard work wasnât a waste.
âIs that all youâre bragging about?â
I was somehow feeling pity at the sight of him that I patted Hermann on his shoulder to appreciate him, but a black shadow began to rise next to the sphere he had made.
âHuh? Whatâs that?â
It was then,
Crackâ!
Crack, crack, crackâ!
In an instant, the shadow took off from the surface like a winged fish.
I looked back at Dietrich, who was ridiculing Hermannâs ability since ordinary shadows wouldnât have been able to move like that.
â......What are you doing?â
âLook.â
Instead of answering my question, Dietrich walked slowly to the shore of the lake, stepped on the shadow, and stood tall.
ââŚâŚ.â
I pointed at Dietrich, who had stepped on the water like it was land, and opened my mouth.
âWhatâs that? How did you do that?â
I had often seen him climb up into the air using a shadow, but I didnât know he could use it to stand on water. He curled his lip as if he liked my surprised reaction.
âEven water has shadows.â
He sounded arrogant as if it was incomparable to Hermannâs lousy ability.
âCome and step on. Itâs much safer than that stupid lump of light.â
I tilted my head to the side at Dietrich, who confidently reached out his hand.
âThatâs strange.â
âCan you originally step on the shadows like this?â
âThatâs right.â
My eyebrows knitted at his reflexive reply.
âThen why did you say we couldnât get out of this island earlier?â
ââŚâŚ.â
âYou acted like we had no other way than Zagan.â
âThis liar.â
Well, every time he opens his mouth, only lies come out.
I was dumbfounded that I wanted to quibble over it, but Dietrich became tongue-tied.
âHm?â
I urged him but no answer came back.
ââââââ ăâżăââââââ
I stepped on Dietrichâs shadow â I felt like if I used Hermannâs sphere he would greatly sulk â and touched down on the ground safely.
âNow I must go back to Lagrange.â
Seeing as Veronica and Yuricâs memories have returned, then Marilynâs memories must have returned too.
âShe will definitely get worried about me.â
So I had to go back to Lagrange as soon as possibleâŚâŚ.
I began to ponder while looking at the north side where Lagrange was located and the direction where Viscount Oily was located.
âIf I go back now, I wonât be able to say goodbye to Lindsay.â
When I was still a maid, I had hastily packed up my things for fear that Donovan would harm me, but I have nothing to fear now on that side.
âMoreover, Iâd like to give the head maid a proper reward.â
She was someone who took the risk and helped me.
Suddenly, it occurred to me that Donovan might be bullying the woman who had secretly helped
me escape.
Thinking of the face of the head maid suffering under the narrow-minded young master Donovan, I nodded my head and made my decision.
I grasped Dietrichâs sleeves, who had at some point had the carriage of Lagrange waiting for us.
âDietrich.â
He, who was caught lying to me earlier, flinched and looked back at me.
To others, he had a cold expression on his face, but I could tell he was ashamed of his actions.
Dietrich wasn't the type to make mistakes easily, so it was an opportunity that didn't come very often.
âIâd like to stop by at the territory of Viscount Oily.â
âWhy.â
I thought he wouldnât like it if I said I didnât want to go back to Lagrange right away, and as expected, he frowned at once.
I continued, looking up at the creases on his neat forehead.
âIâd like to say goodbye to Lindsay, the maid whom I got really close to. And if sheâs alright with it, Iâd like to take her to Lagrange.â
Dietrichâs eyes were subtly distorted with my words.
âFine.â
He nodded slightly and approached Oslo who was feeding the horse around him.
â.......said. Did you keep them alive?â
They seemed to be whispering about something.
âWhat are they talking about?â
Dietrich's attitude of whispering low as if he didnât want me to hear pricked my curiosity so I perked up my ear.
âAhh. Never done anything harmful to the princessâŚ.kept aliveâŚ..â
The tactless Oslo had raised his voice, but Dietrich quickly stepped on his foot so that the rest of the words were not heard anymore.
Who has he kept alive?
âNo, if you hear conversations like that it means he didnât let anyone live.â
I was curious, but he showed no signs of letting me know so I shrugged my shoulders and approached the carriage.
âThis is amazing.â
The carriage of Lagrange, which Dietrich had ordered to wait for us, was so huge and splendid it could not be compared with the Viscountâs carriage, which Donovan had always bragged about.
âLooks like Euclid sent a carriage, too.â
Lagrangeâs black carriage was huge so I couldnât see it but the white carriage of the Euclids also boasted its elegance.
Well, Hermann was their only Duke.
Euclidâs carriage, decorated with carved ivory, was not as dignified as Lagrangeâs, who added gold to a carriage made of black iron, but it had an elegant taste.
âAre you leaving for Euclid?â
âNo. Didnât you intend to stop by the territory of Viscount Oily for now?â
âHuh? Is he planning to follow me?â
I thought heâd go see a doctor since heâs taking Charlotte whoâs passed out.
But as if he had no such plans, Hermann reached out to me when he stepped on to the stairs of the carriage, planning to get inside.
It meant that I rode in it.
âLagrangeâs carriage must be cramped since Veronica and Yuric would have to ride in it as well.â
As I pondered over whether to grab his outstretched hand or not, Dietrich snapped Hermann's hand after finishing the conversation with Oslo.
âAck!â
Hermann screamed in pain and rolled over the floor as Dietrich walked over to me with an indifferent look on his face.
âGet in.â
âUh, yeahâŚâŚ.â
I grabbed his hand unconsciously and let out a shaky sigh as I climbed into the gigantic carriage with eight horses on it.
âFortunately, itâs wider than I thought.â
I thought of the carriage I had ridden a few times when I was young, but it must have been a newly built carriage after he ascended as the Grand Duke since it boasted a large structure that could fit at least eight strong young men inside.
âZagan will get lonely, so Iâll be riding with him.â
When I opened the window and poked my head out looking for Veronica, she had already gotten on top of Zaganâs back and waved her hand as she responded.
âYeah, okay.â
âThen is Yuric the only one left to ride with us?â
Just in time, I saw Yuric approaching the carriage, probably to ride with us after he had completed the maintenance with the knights.
âYuric, hereââ
Clang-!
However, Yuric who had finally come close right in front of us couldnât get into the carriage.
âDepart.â
âYes, Your Grace!â
Because Dietrich had closed the door to monopolize this large carriage.
Click.
He didnât just close the door, he approached me and closed the window, and even shut the curtains.
âHeyâthis jerk!â
I heard Yuric muttering outside but the sound has been muffled due to the soundproofing magic applied to the carriage.
âWhy wonât you let Yuric get in?â
I gave a dumbstruck laugh at his actions.
âItâs cramped.â
Dietrich whispered softly behind my back as I stared out the window.
âWhatâs the point of having a sweet voice when your words arenât?â
â.....But thereâs a lot of seats left?â
I turned around intending to berate him and slightly frowned while pointing to the red sofa spread out behind him.
Perhaps he was thinking that it was an unreasonable argument, he only looked at my fingertip and closed his mouth.
âDonât be a beast and let him in. Donât you think itâd be hard on him to ride a horse?â
â.........I.â
Dietrichâs voice, as he watched me, dropped in an instant. It dropped roughly as if sinking under.
I swallowed at the peculiar atmosphere that rose.
âI want to be alone with you.â
ââŚâŚâŚ.â
âIs that not possible?â
I should have said it wasnât possible.
However, Dietrich was too ridiculously handsome to even think about Yuric who would return on horseback with a sore butt.