When I woke up, I found myself on the bed. And a day has passed. In the meantime, I took a serious look at myself. A sigh came out.
âHaaâŠ.â
Rinnieâs hand, which was quietly placing refreshments and tea next to me, paused at the sound of my sigh: âYour Highness, is something wrong?â
âIâm such a nuisance.â
âWhat?â
Laughing at the startled voice of Rinnie, I put delicious food in her open mouth. Rinnieâs eyes were passionately saying something while she is chewing reflexively.
âAll right, all right. I know.â
Even if you donât say it, I know. Oh my.
Good boy. I thought about how drunk Eugene was yesterday, and his sincerity that probably only came out because of it.
âRinnie.â
âYes, Your Highnessâ, replied Rinnie, who quickly chewed and swallowed the food.
âI want to live happily.â
Rinnie opened her eyes wide.
âAnd Iâm happy now.â
âYour Highness.â
âThe person I really love said this: Live freely, live freely.â
Our Leticia. Iâm trying to live my life in unnieâs body, but I donât know whatâs wrong.
Rinnie answered as she rolled her eyes: âLive freely, Your Highness!â
I thought I could understand a little bit about the original Cain. Even if you donât understand it, there are words that comfort you. I said with a grin: âYes.â
Of course, I need to reduce it a bit. Yesterday, apparently, I was too excited about alcohol, so it seemed like a nuisance. Being a fan is only true if it is for the object of being a fan.
âThanks. All right, letâs go to Rox. Is he in the Palace right now?â
âYes, I heard that he is studying in the palace these days.â
âThatâs a relief. Then, Rinnie, enjoy your meal!â
I ran straight to Rox. And said firmly: âDo you have any stimulants? Not the snakeâs venom, but itâs okay if itâs less effective, so that I can eat it all the time.â
âWhat? Your Highness, what are you talking about?â
âRox, I fainted again yesterday.â
âYour HighnessâŠ.â
I asked Rox to make me a drug that would force me to wake up suddenly. Something along the lines of coffee or energy drinks. Rox seemed very surprised.
âI think it keeps happening too often. This isnât good, Your Highness.â
I couldnât hide my gloom, so I lowered my darkened face slightly. Rox said to me, not knowing what to do: âYour Highness, that ⊠your loss of consciousnessâŠâŠ Itâs not something that can be stopped forcefully. Itâs your weakening body that tries to defend itself against harm.â
Rox became sullen as he spoke. This will take a long time. As I know this from experience, I shook my head quickly and said: âNo, at least I want to be as prepared as I can, Rox.â
Iâm very serious, old man. Yeah, letâs be honest.
âDo you know how much trouble I caused yesterday because of it?â
First of all, I have to prevent myself from fainting outside the palace grounds like yesterday. In other words, this could cause a big setback in my future plans. What do you mean, I faint when I get excited?
Rox opened his eyes wide at my desperate tone. âTrouble⊠what do you mean trouble, Your Highness!â, cried he out. It was then that the door opened.
ââŠâŠ.â
Oh, my. Eugene.
Our silver-haired handsome man was standing there. He looked as if he had lost his composure because of something. A vulnerable expression on his face, he had a very different appearance compared to his usual one. Surprised at the door of the pharmacy suddenly opening I turned my head quickly. I couldnât face him. If you had said you didnât want to drink, I would have ordered water for you. I feel like a gangster.
In addition, I heard that it was so hard to look at me yesterday, that they covered unnieâs pretty face with the robe. Oh, my God. I did an injustice to my unnie. It was embarrassing and complicated. Eugene must have been so drunk that it was hard to control his body like, but they said that he came all the way here carrying me, who had fainted.
When I was babbling on inside, I then felt someone kneeling carefully in front of me. It was him, who came in and didnât say a word yet.
âYour Highness.â
âAhâ, I ended up shrieking when I glanced at him. In the midst of this, it was great to see his face once again.
It was then: Unlike his usual composure, Eugene said with a trembling voice: âMay I ask why you say that you caused trouble?â
Right now, so this is that, right? Tell me with your own mouth what you did wrong.
Confession is the best. But is there still time to apologize? Thatâs a relief.
I cleared my throat with a sullen look and said: âI walked around doing whatever I wanted and I think I might have forced you to drink.â
Handsome, you should have said that you are weak to alcohol. It was definitely because of the alcohol yesterday. You wouldnât say these things normally.
âYouâve heard bad things because of me yesterday, andâŠâŠ.â
âAnd?â, his voice, whispering back, was disturbingly sweet.
I said the most wrong thing right away.
âI even fainted in the endâŠ.â
Weakness is not a sin, but I think inconvenience is one. I caused my beloved Idols trouble!
Handsome man, Iâm sorry. Cry1.
He looked sullener. Then our eyes met. Eugene was looking at me with an indescribable expression.
âWell, that must have been quite troublesome for you.â
âYour Highness, pleaseâ, whispered he suddenly in a very mournful voice.
ââŠâŠwhat?â
Oh my god. I forgot to apologize and opened my eyes wide in shook. I felt so desperate, had never imagined I would feel like this.
âDonât be like that. Please, donât do this to me.â
I looked up at Eugene, who was looking up to me while still kneeling in front of me. His brilliant silver hair looked neater today, unlike him, but overall, he gave off a disheveled feeling. His timeless2Â and alluring3Â face was distorted as if he was suffering greatly. His perfect doll-like face looked as if he was in pain. And tears welled up in his silver-gray eyes.
âSirâŠ?â
At the next moment, tears fell so beautifully, I could hear the background music playing.
This isnât because of me, is it? Is it?
He whispered to me, who was distracted. It was a plea: âPlease donât do this to me. Donât erase my faith and sins.â
Huh?
But apart from the awkwardness of not being able to understand it, I held my breath and watched the scene. What should I do? I was feeling really guilty. I donât understand why heâs crying, but I found myself ecstatic to see him crying now.
I swallowed awkwardly and raised my hand carefully. While enduring with all my might my weakened state of almost fainting and the rising fever: âWhy are you crying? Donât cry, Sir.â
ââŠâŠ.â
The tears that were swept away by my fingertips, instead or rolling down his face, were moist.
Uh, uh⊠Th- ⊠thisâŠ.
I concentrated on his tears with a loving attitude.
âŠgreat. This is holy water.
I was moved to tears. I looked at him with moist eyes myself and smiled as sweetly as I could: âEverything will be fine, so donât be sad, yes?â
Eugene looked lost. His eyes, which were reminiscent of an elegant wolf, fluttered with colorful lights. And my fingertips were close to them. I felt a little proud.
Then his mood quickly recovered and in the meantime I smiled at him, who stopped crying. And somehow, Rox, who was sobbing himself, said that he would come back later and left me in the drugstore with Eugene.
âYou know, I really like you.â
My proud handsome man, who showed all kinds of rare looks at once today, replied to me out of the blue: ââŠâŠI think I feel the same way.â
He had a very gentle and courteous smile on his face. Eugene looked somewhat tired. When Eugene say that for the first time, I looked at him without realizing it.
After saying that, he added âTiciaâ with a small voice.
àŒ»ïčĄïčĄïčĄïčĄïčĄïčĄïčĄàŒș
âI swear by the name of the Lord.â
The free knightâs oath was a little special compared to the oath of a regular knight. The knights who took the oath must put down their sword forever when their master breathed their last breath. Eugene was a knight officially, but he didnât feel like one. He chose to be a free knight because he didnât intend to serve anyone.
He has just pursued strength. He was skeptical about protecting someone with a sword. He was the one who held the sword, but never defended with it.
âIf you try to do something with it, youâll definitely harm someone.â
But before he knew it, he hoped that his beloved princess would not cry, and that he could see her for a long time. No, actually, it was an emotion similar to sympathy, butâŠ
âAs expected, I cannot give her up. 4â
It was a strange relationship, neither friendship nor something else once you look at it closely. But this is enough. Itâs enough to put down my sword.
âWith Leticia Ramee Terrill5Â as my lord.â
The oath also contained the meaning of atonement for saying things about the princess, that I shouldnât have said.
âI shall be their sword and shield until the end.â
Itâs a phrase from an old oath.
âFrom now on you, more than my own beating heart, shall become my life.â
At the same time as he recited the last verse, the sword master âEugene de Boltonâ finally welcomed his master. That day he became a knight who is protecting someone.