Snap. The tender stem broke weakly. Elusianaâs eyes turned to his hand.
âŠWhat? Is he mad just because of the flower language? What kind of man is this petty? It was a flower she picked out in the hope he would fix his ugly behavior of flirting with women. It meant to meet a person with sincerity. But when the man who always smiled, frowned now, she wondered if she crossed the line.
Ah, Iâm crazy. Why am I messing around now? Elusiana secretly avoided his gaze.
âIâm sorry if I offended you, Noel.â
ââŠâ
âIf you donât like the flowers, I will switch them to something elââ
She didnât even finish talking. Noelâs fingertips briefly brushed Elusianaâs eyes.
ââŠ!â
Surprised, Elusiana looked at him. At that moment, his hand naturally came down and grabbed her chin.
âIf I really confess to Lusi⊠will you accept it?â
Noelâs dark purple eyes sank deeply with a strange light. It was something she had always heard, but why did this moment feel so different?
Noelâs face came closer. âAnswer me, Lusi. I think Iâd be fine with you. What do you think about doing it with me?â
For a moment, there was no sound as if time had stopped. She knew it was obviously a joke. She knew he didnât mean it. However, she couldnât stop her eyes quivering when they made eye contact.
Those purple eyes looked so gloomy. It felt like she could glimpse sentimental feelings hidden beyond them.
Elusiana held her breath, frozen in place. ââŠThatâs enough of your jokes, Noel.â
âIâm not joking. Of course, itâs not a lie.â
âBut why does it sound like a lie to me?â said Elusiana cooly, shaking his hand off her chin. âIt doesnât sound like a confession of love, but sounds like a confession struggling to die.â
At that moment, Noelâs fingertips, which were snapping the broken ornithogalum, stopped. However, he quickly touched the petals with a smiling face.
âThatâs not wrong. If itâs love only for one person, you will have to sacrifice your life for another person. Donât you think I should be prepared that much to win Lusiâs heart?â
âIt sounds like you would risk your life for me.â
âThereâs nothing I canât do.â
Elusiana glanced at Noel, who was smiling. Somehow the tone of saying he would risk his life sounded vain as if he was hugging an empty shell. As if it didnât matter what would happen to me.
What was bothering me so much? Again, she interfered with someone elseâs business.
âLove is not like that, Lord.â
ââŠâ
âYou promise to be with someone for the rest of your life. Itâs not about dying on behalf of the other person.â
ââŠâ
âNo one loves to die. There may be people who will love you to death. But actually, it doesnât mean anything. You canât share your feelings alone. Donât you think so?â
Noel flinched as if shocked. There was a crack in his smiling face. As if something sharp had penetrated his heart, Noel squeezed his throat and swallowed a groan that was about to pop out.
Haa⊠This is cheating, Lusi. Then she died in my place⊠Whatâs going on now? We canât be together forever⊠Then what about me? Noel closed his eyes tightly as the deep-buried old wounds rushed in like waves.
Why now? He couldnât help but remember memories of that time. Damn it.
âDonât blame yourself, El. Itâs not your fault.â
* * *
It was seven years ago in the personal training ground of the Marquis Klaus family.
Clang. Clang, clang.
Young Noel swung his sword. His arms were still half-grown, but he was already well-built with his tiny muscles, and he had no shortage of wielding a sword.
âIâll speed up a little bit.â
âAs you wish.â
Noel smiled and drew the sword diagonally. The woman in front of him moved to the side, gently drew her sword.
âAs expected, this doesnât work.â
âThere is no reason to be fooled by an honest sword, Lord.â
âBut, wouldnât it hurt your pride if you fell for such a shallow trick?â
âSmall talk later, focus.â
âI donât know if itâs small talk or not.â
Fine wrinkles formed on the back of her nose, which had been expressionless. A beautiful smile formed on Noelâs lips, who managed to see it.
It was midday in the hot sun. Noel was in a good mood. He was already wet with sweat from swinging his sword for over an hour, but he was pleased. He smiled as he slowly escaped the sword that aimed at him.
âEdelvais, why donât you give up?â
âIf Lord gives up first, I will think about it.â
âYouâre too much.â
Watching a chance, Edelvais sharply narrowed her eyes and thrust out her sword like lightning. The white sword went against her sword.
Claaangâ The sword that was cutting through the space was blown away with a strong wind. Edelvaisâs expression, who was sure of her victory, crumpled. Her purple hair, tied up in a ponytail, swayed wildly at that situation.
ââŠYour skills have improved a lot.â
âReally? Iâm not sure.â
Edelvais pressed her lips and tightly gripped her sword.
âI will do it again.â
âEva, donât overdo it.â
âThatâs what I want to say.â
Noelâs gaze glanced at Edelvaisâs hand. The hand that barely endured the strong shock, was shaking.
Noel said with a laugh, wiping away his worries about her, âIf I win, Eva.â
ââŠTell me that after you win.â
âDonât pretend you donât know how I feel.â
Clang. Clang, clang.
As if to refute Noeâs words, Edelvais swung her sword without waiting. Noelâs sword, surprised by the power that hit harder than before, was pushed back.
âHaa⊠I didnât expect you to hate me this much.â
ââŠI never hated you.â
âOho, really?â
At that moment, young Noelâs hand twisted strangely. Then his thin arm, which dug into the gap, stabbed her tenaciously as if he couldnât miss the opportunity.
âThereâs a gap, Lord.â
A faint smile rose across Edelvaisâs expressionless face. But that was also true that Noel was caught off guard by her. Noelâs smile deepened for a moment.
âYouâve been tricked.â
Tingâ Whiririk. Tuk.
Noel coolly removed the outstretched sword and wrapped his hand around Edelvaisâs waist. Edelvais, who lost her balance, was dragged into Noelâs arms. On the other hand, her eyes lost their destination and didnât know she would fall to the ground.
ââŠH-howâŠ!â
Edelvais lifted her sweat-soaked face. She was sure of victory. It wasnât just a surprise attack. It was because she pretended there was a gap, deceived her opponent, and went in at once, eliminating her opponent to counterattack. But why did this result come out? She looked at Noel in disbelief.
âHow did you block my sword?â
Noel looked at Edelvais for a moment without speaking. Her light green eyes, which contain no selfishness at all, were looking at Noel as if they were obliging.
Noel said, carefully removing her wet hair from her cheek, âBecause it was a bet I couldnât lose from the beginning.â
âPardon?â She couldnât understand Noel at all for a moment. âIt was a bet you couldnât lose?â
âYes.â
Edelvais was Noelâs sparring knight. She had already been knighted for several years and evaluated Noelâs achievement every certain period. So, of course, she was better than Noel.
But it was a bet he couldnât lose from the start? Has he gone beyond me in the meantime?⊠No way. Beyond doubt, Edelvaisâs eyes were filled with surprise.
âLord!â
âThatâs right, Eva. My achievements have already surpassed you a long time ago. So no matter what you did, I had no choice but to beat you.â
Light green eyes shivered like the first dew of dawn. Noel wanted to hug the pure light and kiss it right away. However, lights went out easily if you didnât treat it carefully. Knowing that, Noel forcibly suppressed the rising heat. Even to prove the sweet feeling he felt wasnât just a curiosity.
The first time Noel saw Edelvais was when she greeted him as the escort knight of Yeriel. She was only two years older than him, but she had skills comparable to those knights of Klaus.
His sisterâs escort knight. She was just that when they met first. A rather small figure with a common appearance that was nothing special. If you hadnât known that she was a knight, she was a small woman who would have stimulated your protective instincts.
Edelvais was the daughter of a local noble, but after the death of her parents and siblings, she entrusted herself to Marquis Klaus. To her, Marquis Klaus was her benefactor and lord whom she dedicated her loyalty to. Thatâs why she tried hard to pretend not to know the attention Noel gave.
The daughter of a local noble who became a knight and a high-ranking noble who wore a mask. The 16-year-old boyâs heart burned like a fire, and the 18-year-old girlâs heart also ignited the same fire. Noel touched her trembling light green eyes, then kissed her gently on the lips.