“It's impossible.”
“That's what the saint said.”
Kalsen extended his trembling hand towards Isar, who was on the table, but Leon quickly pulled the sword to his chest.
“Don't touch it carelessly.”
“This is really impossible.”
Calsen repeated these words over and over.
"If that's the case, isn't everything I'm going through impossible?
Wouldn't you say I'm at least allowed this much luck?"
“Even if that were the case, such an extraordinary thing… If the Emperor knew that this sacred thing was in Your Highness’s hand, he would not remain idle.”
Leon looked at Kalsen caressing Issar carefully and tenderly.
“No one knows Issar is with me, except Bill.”
“Do you trust the lady?”
Calsen remembered that the princess had almost daily contact with the Marquis of Sweden's family, and asked.
“In the past, I would have definitely said no.
But now… I don’t know her intentions.
But the certain fact is that she is the one who gave me this luck.”
Leon's mouth drew a soft arc as he thought of Belle.
He looked at Issar with particularly bright red eyes, and caressed him lovingly.
“Ma’am, can I get you some warm milk?”
“No, I'm fine.”
“Are you having insomnia tonight?”
"Yes."
I was sitting, resting my chin on the desk, staring blankly into the air.
The sound of my nails hitting the desk reflected the state of my heart.
I felt that, for some reason, I was hindering the meeting of the two people who were supposed to meet.
Is this really the right thing to do?
Am I a fish person?
All I wanted was to buy time.
Time to gain Leon's trust so I can count on his protection.
But my actions, which contradicted the original story, caused Leon and Cassia to meet early.
Maybe it's just a guess, but since it wasn't the right time for them to meet, there wasn't any emotional exchange between them.
Am I really a necessary person in this world?
Or am I just someone who must fulfill his role and disappear according to his original destiny?
Unanswered questions endlessly attacked my mind.
The ideas kept flowing endlessly.
“I will sleep alone, so go out and rest.”
The maids hesitated, but after I insisted again, they came out of the bedroom after greeting me.
Even after they left, I couldn't sleep for a long time, and fell asleep unconsciously.
I opened my eyes for a moment when I felt someone looking at me, and I found Leon sitting next to me, staring at me quietly.
"Oh, you scared me!
Leon, what happened?"
It was still dark.
What time is it now?
“Leon had a terrible nightmare.”
I laughed lightly at his words.
'What a cunning wolf.
I know there is a black wolf inside you.'
Perhaps because I was disturbed by Cassia today, I felt relieved by Leon's actions.
I opened the lid and said, “Come here.”
“Ah, Belle Belle is even scarier!”
I frowned and lowered the covers, but Leon quickly slipped under it.
He looked cute, and I laughed unconsciously.
“Here, your hand!”
I extended my hand to him, and he held it firmly quietly.
I looked at his cold face, and I felt a pride that I had never felt before fill my chest.
"But, why did you really come?
I know you're not afraid.
You never came saying you were afraid."
In the darkness, his red eyes especially shone.
“You seemed to be in a bad mood a little while ago.
Since the saint’s visit.”
“Were you worried about me?”
It tickled my heart.
“No, I was afraid Saint would take my sword.”
'The devastation of being affected.'
'Did he come to check on me again?'
“After seeing the Saint, didn’t you feel something big?
Like that your heart was beating strongly, or that you wanted to be a brave warrior who would protect her...”
I couldn't hold back my feelings and poured out all my questions in front of Leon.
He stared at me calmly, then pulled the hand he was holding to his chest.
“I thought, ‘Is Belle Belle the most beautiful in the world?’ I felt that she is much more beautiful than the saint.
To me, Belle Belle is the angel.”
My face turned red.
This was definitely not being honest from Leon.
Whether he was being honest or making fun of me, either was fine.
At this moment, that was enough.
I stared into his eyes wordlessly, and unconsciously fell asleep.
Leon's talk about a scary nightmare was real.
It was a dream about Belle being torn apart by monsters.
Perhaps because he had been so focused on monsters lately, he had such a dream.
But he didn't understand why it was Belle in particular.
He woke up screaming from the dream, and his heartbeat would not stop.
The dream was very realistic, and he wanted to make sure with his eyes that she was okay.
Leon didn't hesitate and went to Bill's bedroom.
Even though it was a surprise visit in the middle of the night, he didn't want to tell her, so he entered quietly.
He sat on the edge of her bed, looking at Belle sleeping peacefully as she breathed evenly.
As he looked at her, winds harsher than Aster's snowstorm blew within his heart.
It was definitely not a normal feeling.
Leon bit his lips and clutched his chest.
'What are you doing to make me feel so weird?
You are just a tool for the Marquis, just do your part properly.
Stop this stupid act...'
He felt angry seeing Belle sleeping peacefully.
He felt an injustice.
It was a new feeling, different from the gratitude he felt when she gave him the Holy Sword.
He exhaled angrily as he looked at her, then sighed deeply.
'What do I do now?'
A sarcastic smile spread across his face.
But he never imagined that Belle would wake up.
“Leon?”
When his eyes met her sparkling emerald ones, the little grudge he felt towards her disappeared like melting snow.
When he realized, he was lying facing her, holding her hand.
Leon was filling his eyes with the image of a rapidly sleeping Belle.
'It's turbulent today for some reason.'
After a light breakfast, I planned to take a walk around the park.
But the servants' nervous steps and the disturbing atmosphere in the castle stopped me.
In moments like these, I feel like I don't really belong to Esther.
The feeling of being out of place, like I was living in a different world, was not comfortable.
“Is there something going on today?
It's turbulent.”
Amy approached me and said, “It is said that a new commander will arrive from the capital.”
“Isn’t Count Candlesman there?”
“It is said that he caused trouble with a woman in Esther.
News reached the emperor, and he ordered his return to the capital.”
‘A person sent by the Emperor is causing trouble in the Lyon Lands?
He must be a reckless person.'
Perhaps, if he was innocent, Leon planned a plot to expel him.
But what was important to me was: “You know what is happening in the region, so why am I the only one who doesn’t know?”
I stopped and looked at Amy and Mary with a frown.
“…Did you not command before, Madam, that we should not tell you of Esther’s affairs, except the Master’s news, unless you asked?
You said it gave you a headache.”
“Haha, did I say that?”
I lowered my eyes, filled with anger, and laughed in embarrassment.
On reflection, I might have said that.
But at that time, I was confused after moving into this world.
“Bill bill!”
I heard a familiar voice shout in the distance.