“Daniel Lockhart…….there.”
I didn't say that.
Dale must have a good memory and immediately remembered Daniel's name.
He hid me in an alley and stared out while hastily pulling on his robe.
It was sudden, but Dale lowered himself at that moment.
“He'll think we're just normal people.
You'll be fine if you stay like this for a while.”
Then I was enveloped in a warm hug.
He didn't seem to realize it, but it felt strange to be in his wide, warm arms.
My heartbeat quickened as I felt a strong arm, a surprisingly soft chest, and a pleasant scent.
I looked at Dale, who was looking seriously down the street, and then buried my head in his arms.
“……!”
“Let me know when he leaves, my legs hurt, so I’ll lean on you for a bit.”
"Yes……."
Dale coughed and nodded.
* * *
"Commander.
What's going on?"
“Didn't you just see my sister?”
“You mean Princess Lockhart?”
A young man with silver hair and blue eyes spoke from about 5 meters away.
Second Cavalry Commander.
The man who was said to have looked exactly like Duke Lockhart was none other than Daniel Lockhart.
The eldest son of the Lockhart family.
“There was a woman who looked like my sister.”
Daniel did not expect to see Enya in this place.
“You guys wait here.”
"Commander?
Where are you going!"
“I couldn't be wrong.”
Daniel's eyes lit up with conviction, and he sprinted down the alley.
“She was definitely there, Enya Lockhart.”
It's been three years, but they've been together for more than a decade.
If it wasn't a ghost, it was definitely Enya.
Daniel turned to where he was looking at him with conviction.
His legs were racing.
This was his sister, the mean girl who abandoned them all and disappeared in one day.
Even the mean calf would not have revolted like his sister.
Miss Lockhart's disappearance was a big deal.
All that was certain was that she had not been kidnapped, but had disappeared voluntarily.
No one knew how long she would be gone, or if she would ever return.
“Was she in DC?”
Daniel's brow furrowed.
“Enya Lockhart!”
As soon as he approached the corner of the building.
Daniel's eyes widened.
There was no one there when he approached confidently.
“……That’s weird.”
He looked around.
There was no one around, except for ordinary people and a strange couple hugging each other in the alley.
‘Maybe…….’
Daniel stared at the back of the woman's head.
'Her hair is brown.'
Enya had the same light silver hair as him.
Shiny silver hair like his father's in his youth.
It was clear that it was not Enya.
In the eyes of the conservative knight, the woman's behavior was a great shock, but she was not his sister, and that was none of his business.
Daniel looked at the man.
He was a big man, and one of the best physically built people he had ever seen.
For a moment, he wondered if he was a knight or if he could be recruited.
"my lord!"
“Mulder”
“It is time for us to return to the Imperial Palace.
Even if we leave now, we will be there in time.”
"……Yes."
Daniel looked sadly at the man's back, then turned away.
* * *
“That was close, Dale, wasn't it?”
Why is Daniel Lockhart still in DC?
“I think he was fired.”
“He was dressed as a Knight Templar, I don’t think he was fired.”
“Dale thinks well of my brother, doesn’t he?”
He must have done some research on my brother.
I didn't realize it because he didn't show it.
“You don't think the Emperor is in the capital, do you?”
“……I don’t think so.”
“Right?
I know, because the Emperor didn’t change the schedule.”
At least not yet.
I've seen my brother leave for training every year.
He used to complain that the Emperor was there before the Knights.
Now that I thought about it, he wasn't alone earlier, he was with a group of uniformed men.
I was thinking, then I looked at Dale.
“Is there something on my face?”
“No.
I just thought you would look good in a Templar uniform.”
Dale's eyes narrowed.
It was an assumption he had not thought about.
“I have this weird meditation.”
"What is it?"
“A certain feeling or mood I get when I look at a face.”
I reached out my hand and gently touched his cheek.
At my touch, Dale's eyes widened as if he was startled.
“I think you, Dale, would look good carrying a sword.
Yes, you are a mercenary, so of course you would carry a sword, but your appearance is more suitable for formal knights.”
“...Enya, do you already know something?”
“Know what?”
Dale avoided my eyes and said.
"nothing."
He continued walking, looking to the side.
Is there something there?
I peeked my head out from Dale's side and looked in the same direction and saw a small store.
“Were you looking at that?”
“…..?”
“Fortune-telling shop.”
There was a small fortune-telling shop on an ordinary shopping street.
There was a sign that said he could tell fortunes for the day, month, love, etc.
“Is that what you wanted to know?”
I looked at Dale.
He looked embarrassed, as if I caught him thinking.
“No, I happened to see him.”
“But Dale always says no.”
He always obeyed me and would not do anything I asked him not to do.
In short, he was rarely assertive.
“Don't you want to do anything?”
“What I want to do…….”
Dale reacted as if he had never been asked this question before, thinking long and hard about the simple question.
As if he had never thought about what he wanted to do before.
She patted his arm.
"Would you like to take a look at fortune telling?
You know, past lives, future lives, that kind of thing."
“…….”
Dale hesitated, then looked at me.
“Anya……I think I’d rather do what Anne wants.”
“They say they see compatibility there, too.”
“…….”
At that moment, Dale's eyes lit up with a golden radiance.
He grabbed my hand and ran away.
“Dale?”
“We're running out of time, Anne.
Let's hurry.”
* * *
“Let us see~ Let us see~, you two are newly married, right?”
She grinned at Sibyl's guess.
"That's something we talked about as soon as we got in, Dale.
Let's go.
I don't think it's true."
“No!
Wait a minute, what’s wrong with this hot-tempered young woman?”
The oracle caught me in a hurry.
The Oracle stared at me and I broke out in a cold sweat.
"Let me try again.
Is your name Anne or Enya?"
“Enya.”
“You're not supposed to say your real name, are you?”
Dale whispered so no one could hear but me.
“The name won't leak out, so it's okay.”
"So, what's this handsome bachelor's name?
Yes.
I said Dale, let's see."
As the fortune teller wrote the alphabet of the name on a piece of paper, my self-confidence sank.
“I don't think this is the right place, bye.”
“You're not a real couple!”
Sibyl shouted as she turned to leave.
Dale's actions were faster than mine.
He was wary of the suspicious fortune teller and anxious about me.
“You two are very far from being a real couple, you have only been together for three months, let alone a whole year, but it doesn't seem like this is the first time you've met.”
“!”
“Yes, yes!”
The Sibyl, who had closed her eyes and was gesturing in the air with both hands, opened her eyes wide.
“Did you guys have a bad breakup and then get back together?”