Chapter 26. The Inner Desire For The Real Thing (3)
âLusi.â
âYes?â
âWeâre a family, right?â
âHuh?â
Why did he suddenly talk about marriage, when had he talked about marriage before?
Elusiana stared at him, wondering what this meant. Is something really going on? Even when she faced Asteinâs face, she couldnât understand what he was thinking.
Elusiana gave up rolling her head and replied, âOf course, weâre a family. The only family in the world that will never be replaced.â
âYes, Lusi and I are family.â
Asteinâs lips, who rolled the word âfamilyâ into his mouth, were finely curved. But why did his smile look cold, like frosty ice? Sure enough, Astein added a few words.
âBut itâs not âreal.ââ
ââŠwhatâs the point of that? Weâre a family that is more real than a real family. R-Right?â
âNo. Youâre wrong, Lusi.â
Elusianaâs lips closed tightly at the sharp tone that had been waiting for that moment.
âBecause âfakeâ cannot be âreal.â But I want to be a ârealâ family with you, Lusi.â
ââŠ?â
For a moment, a golden light shone ecstatically in his red eyes. Then it disappeared like a mirage after Elusiana blinked once.
âSo answer me, Lusi.â
Asteinâs hand, hovering in the air, touched Elusianaâs cheek. His red eyes somewhat emanated a strange heat. As their eyes met, Elusiana somehow felt tingly inside her heart.
âWhat do you think of me?â
ââŠW-What do I think? Itâs just that Iââ
âI like you.â
Elusianaâs scarlet eyes trembled slightly at the low voice.
âElusiana Loti Waieos. You.â
The sunset-like gaze reached her. Her lips, which had been pouting, had already hardened like plaster. Astein, who was still looking at her, smiled faintly and withdrew his hand. Then he looked at the red sunset as if he had never done anything.
ââŠâ
She knew. That those words couldnât be a passionate confession of love. Astein was a person who wasnât only insensitive to himself but also to other peopleâs feelings. So, if she had to explain the meaning of his words that sounded like a confessionâ
It means that he likes me as a family. Wanting to be a real family also means wanting to be closer than now.
It must be like that. But why, right after hearing the word âI like you,â her heart⊠was running like crazy. Her mind was so messed up that she couldnât even think of anything. It jumped as if it would pop out from her chest.
Haa⊠This ungrateful Astein. Why are you setting fire to my silent heart!
* * *
The light breeze blew once again. Astein made a sad smile as he savored the scent of lisianthus that drifted to the tip of his nose.
His light. My Elusiana. Her brown hair, which hung down to her waist, fluttered as if dancing to the wind. Astein looked at her back as she hurried down the hill with a faint gaze.
âIâm warning you, donât ever read romance novels again. Does everything written there look real? No, itâs full of crap. You will get a slap on your cheek if you act like a character there. And you! Astein! That⊠t-the word âI like youâ⊠you should never overuse such words. You canât say it to anyone, understand? Never!â
Unable to cover up the blush that stained her face, she fired her words all at once and hurriedly turned around and ran away, wondering what was so urgent. Even when he said that he would stay here a little longer, she quickly left her seat, leaving behind the words, âDo as you please!â
Is it really embarrassing to hear that I like her?
Astein turned slowly away at the blurry sight of her running dangerously, she was about to fall. His face, which had a gentle smile, had returned to an expressionless face.
âWhat is it?â
Obviously, there was no one but Astein, but someone appeared behind him.
âYoung Master, how have you been?â
âI should have warned you not to look for me until I called you.â
Astein, who leaned his back against the tree as if he was annoyed, closed his eyes, and the man who bowed his head added a few words.
âThe first young master is back.â
Astein sneered, opening his closed eyes in irritation.
That Genoyer?
Astein was only 5 years old at that time. After chasing her mother, who was taken by an assailant, he visited the Grand Duchy Sestain. However, he was locked in the cold dungeon, not in the arms of his mother, whom he longed for.
He still remembered. The eerie voice of a man called âFatherâ who was smiling gently with cold eyes. And his fair hands stretched out like shackles.
âDonât worry. I will let you see your mother soon. As long as you hold out as promised.â
For the next seven years, Astein had to survive all kinds of experiments.
That day. The day he ran away from the Grand Duchy dungeon. If it hadnât been for the ridiculous kindness of his half-brother, Genoyer, he would have already disappeared from this world.
âDonât you know? If youâre lucky, you will be able to get out of here on your own two feet. AahâOf course, you will have to crawl, but that way, youâre still using your feet, right? Hahaha.â
The man approached Astein, who was recalling the past.
âThere will be a party soon to celebrate the birthday of the first young master.â
As Astein pretended to listen, the man continued.
âThere will also be several key figures from the family.â
Was it because of the thick sunset? The manâs eyes, originally resembling the sun, flashed terrifyingly with a dark red light.
âSo are you saying that I have to decide quickly what to do?â
âItâs already very late.â
âThatâs a presumptuous inference, Louis.â
The elderly gentleman with gray hair looked at Astein with a sharp eye. âWith all due respect, I canât guarantee what will happen next if you miss this opportunity. Think carefully, even for the young ladyâs sake, young Master.â
What a cunning fox. Astein clicked his tongue briefly. But what Louis said was right. Since Genoyer, the legitimate successor of Grand Duke Sestain, had returned, he couldnât delay any more than that.
Genoyer left his long study abroad and visited the Grand Duchy to solidify his position as a successor. However, if Astein didnât return now, he didnât know when the family would gather again. It could be one year later, two years later⊠or longer than that.
âFrom now on, weâre family, As. Weâll be together forever.â
Elusiana, who was speaking kindly, came to his mind.
Thatâs right, if itâs to become a real family with you, being apart like this wouldnât be a big deal.
Astein sighed quietly as if swallowing a bitter drink.
âTwo days later. Letâs move then.â
âItâs a wise decision. Then, I will see you again.â
A gentle smile formed around Louisâ mouth and disappeared. And when he looked back, Louis had already disappeared.
Astein looked up at the sky with an indifferent gaze. Through the red sunset, many dark clouds resembled gray. As if to foresee a bleak future for oneself.
âItâs going to rain soon.â
Astein rose from his seat, frowning. He really didnât have much time left.
* * *
Astein, who came down from Windy Hill, stopped for a moment at the crossroad.
âThe timing is exquisite.â
Just then, a drop of rain fell on his shoulder. Astein sighed dryly as he looked disapprovingly at the drizzling rain.
He hated rainy days. Because the damp air used to bring out memories he didnât want to recall. The day they took his mother from him while he was playing in the unknown forest, the first day he visited Grand Duchy Sestain in search of his mother, the day he was locked up in a dark dungeon by his father, who promised to let him meet his mother. It all happened on rainy days.
âIf you listen to me, I will take you to your mother.â
However, after a long period of patience, what he faced was the death of his mother. The loss of an indispensable existence, the only one in the world. It was as terrible as if the world was falling apart for the five-year-old child to bear. What was even more shocking was the fact it was his father who killed his mother.
âIâm sorry to tell you this. Your mother is dead.â
With wicked consolation, he hugged him with a sorrowful face. It was the first day in his life that he lost a loved one, and at the same time, he realized how trivial and meaningless faith was.
Astein took to the streets as if to shake off unpleasant memories. The cool air and the raindrops collided with him, making him feel even colder. As he passed the familiar streets, he casually looked around Windy Hill, which he couldnât see well in the distance.
She should have gone back to the mansion by now.
On the day of her visit to Angelâs house, Elusiana returned home after lunch with the children. But now it was already night when the darkness had settled down for a long time, and the lights were on. She would have gone back to the mansion if nothing had happened. Maybe she would be worried about him if he didnât return when it was already this late.
She must be staring out of the mansion while suppressing her anger.
With her little head completely full of me.
Astein felt a little better. Thinking of her stamping her feet while waiting for him made him feel satisfied. But⊠thatâs it. Suddenly, bitterness spread on Asteinâs smiling face.
The woman who was unnecessarily kind and affectionate. He knew that she saw him just as a little brother for a long time. She was trying to take care of him because she felt sorry and pity for him. However, Elusiana treated everyone like that.
Astein, who stopped walking, swept away his wet hair. Wrinkles caught between the eyebrows disappeared, leaving a deep mark like a scar in his heart. As if he was trying to hide his accumulated anger by forcibly suppressing it.
âItâs okay. I will be ârealâ from now on.â
He would monopolize those kind eyes and warm hearts. His red eyes, full of obsession, shimmered with a strange light. Then, something caught his attention.