Baston was one of the Kedrey duchyâs elite knights, so he was a part of todayâs patrol. He had been scouting their surroundings when Raphael ran out on his own and didnât return.
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âYour Excellency!â
Raphael was walking back to the temple while holding Princess Cayena, who was wrapped in a black cape. The knights let out a sigh of relief.
âThereâs a contract house behind the temple. We should seize it.â
With their faces tense once more, the knights followed him. Raphael pushed Cayena into his carriage. She frowned a little.
âDidnât we decide to go to my carriage?â
âMine is safer.â
It would be safe here because he would post several knights to stand guard around the carriage⌠though he could just as easily put them by Cayenaâs vehicle.
Inside the carriage, where no one could see, Raphael boldly kissed her lips. He didnât hesitate despite the knights right outside, and Cayena held her breath.
Raphael pulled his lips from hers, kissed her forehead, and earnestly said, âPlease donât leave this spot.â
Cayena could only say yes. She needed Raphael so she could take the throne. Raphael wasnât sure whether Cayena would cooperate by staying inside, but he left the carriage and closed the door behind him.
Cayena vacantly watched him leave, then clasped her face with her hands.
âWhat have I done?â
The inn where the contractors were based appeared to be a normal one.
But below ground level, there was an issue.
âItâs gunpowder!â
Blindfolded workers were trapped in an underground warehouse, manufacturing weapons with gunpowder. Among them were the elderly as well as young children. Their backs were ragged with whip marks.
Guards holding whips shouted in surprise at the knights who stormed in. âWho, who are you?!â
âArrest them all!â
Baston reported back to Raphael with a serious face. âTheyâre from the slums.â
The people who had been prisoners underground and inhaling gunpowder were all people of the shantytown.
âSo this is Heinrichâs contract house.â
The contractors who tried to kidnap Cayena today were also Heinrichâs men.
Raphael tilted his head.
âFind out who owns this warehouse.â
âYes, Your Excellency!â
Cayena told him to bring only elite knights, so Raphael had told the other knights to stay near the area. While he was organizing the knights to leave the temple, the high priest came with another cleric, whose form was concealed by a hood.
âSo these are the knights Her Highness stationed here.â
This could be troublesome for the temple. However, Father Danian displayed a cooperative attitude.
âI thank God that you have punished the seditious forces and saved Her Highness.â
âThank you for your understanding.â
âThe knights who had been knocked out have just woken up.â
At that moment, knights and soldiers who looked very embarrassed came running toward them.
âDuke Kedrey! What happened to Her Highness?!â
âHer Highness is safe. I was able to find her quickly with the other knights in the area.â
The knights who had been knocked out went down on one knee and bowed.
âThank you for saving the imperial family!â
âI took her to my carriage.â
âThen, we willâŚâ
Raphael said coldly, âCan you really protect Her Highness when you did not properly examine your surroundings when it was most needed?â
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âThe princess was kidnapped only three days ago, yet you continue to be negligent.â
Because it was true, they closed their mouths. For them, it didnât matter if Cayena was in trouble. Their master was Rezef, not the princess.
Raphael realized early on that they were not loyal to Cayena.
âIâll watch over Her Highness,â he said.
Raphael turned to look at Father Danian again.
âThe Kedreys will not forget your aid today.â
âIt was nothing.â
Raphael quietly bowed to Father Danian. When he looked up, he made eye contact with the priest standing behind Father Danian. His tawny eyes were so bright that they seemed golden.
Raphael strangely felt like he was being observed and slowly looked away. He had to go to the carriage where Cayena was.
âThen, goodbye.â
He approached the carriage.
When he opened the door, he saw that Cayena had fallen asleep while waiting for him. She must have been exhausted. It was already dawn.
A yellow light shimmered over Cayenaâs face.
Baston asked Raphael, âShall we go to the imperial palace?â
Raphael grabbed the carriage door and replied, âTake us to my villa.â
Scene 14. The Emperorâs Proxy
It took a longer time than usual for Cayena to think properly after she woke up. It was because of the unfamiliar curtains.
She didnât see her usual dark drapes with the impressive embroidery. Instead, several thin, peach-colored cloths were wrapped around the bedposts like some ancient shrine.
Cayena slowly pulled herself up from the bed.
Inside the room, golden suncatchers embedded with jewels created rainbows everywhere.
It was a lovely room for a young lady. Or, actually, was it a room suitable for someone of Cayenaâs current age? She felt a serious disparity between the ages of her mind and body.
Cayena checked her condition. The aftereffects from making the magical contract were nearly gone.
âNow that I think about it, did I fall asleep in Raphaelâs carriage?â
This sweet kind of atmosphere did not exist in the luxurious and solemn palace, so this couldnât be the imperial castle.
Cayena furrowed her brows in thought when she heard a noise.
Knock, knock.
Several maids wearing refined clothes entered. They noted that Cayena had opened her eyes, and they bowed deeply, kneeling on the floor.
âWe respectfully greet Her Highness, the Princess.â
Cayena pushed aside the thin curtains and asked, âWhere is this?â
The maids were flustered. They never thought their master would bring the princess to his home without her permission.
One maid quickly bowed her head and said, âThis is a guest room of the Kedrey villa.â
âI thought it might be, but to think it actually is.â
Cayena felt a bit dumbfounded when she understood what had happened. She knew that she had not been very alert when she fell asleep in his carriage, but who knew that Raphael would bring her to his home?
âMaybe itâs lucky that my reputation canât get any worse.â
Even if she suddenly stayed at his house for a day, her honor wouldnât be as damaged as that of other noble ladies. Rather, people would just say, âThatâs what the princess is like.â Many of them might even feel relieved that she was acting like her usual self.
âEven so, Raphael isnât the kind of person who would do this. Something else must have happened.â
She trusted Raphael, if not anyone else, to not make trouble for her.
This conviction didnât stem from some saccharine, lovey-dovey reason. It was because she knew that Raphael had a very prudent personality.
âWeâll help Your Highness get dressed.â
The maids were quite tense. They never expected to have to attend to the imperial princess. They didnât know how true the rumors were, but the wicked princess was said to execute servants if they made a mistake.
Stiff apprehension circled the maids.
Surely the princess wouldnât attack a servant of the Kedrey duchy? But the stories made them nervous.
âGo ahead.â
Cayena gently entrusted her grooming to them. She had to get ready quickly so that she could hear the whole story from Raphael.
âI didnât think Iâd see his face again in the morning.â
Suddenly, she recalled the memory of them kissing the day before.
If Raphael had taken her back to the palace instead of his mansion, she could have avoided him and would have pretended not to know for a while.
âIt would have been nice if we pretended nothing had happened and just met at my coming-of-age celebration.â