(T/N: Alan now addresses lissa as which literally ans, Dear, Darling, My Love, Honey. In short its a very sweet way of using you. So Ill use these words whenever he addresses her as )
What did I just hear?
What do you an.
Exactly what I just said
Alan responded casually, touching the corner of his eyes. As if talking about the weather or past social events.
While I was looking for a place to stay in the Principality, I found this old-fashioned mansion. Theres a dungeon here.
So, you an you bought this mansion to let go through the scene of waking up in a cold dungeon? Just for such an absurd reason?
Because only a few hundred years ago, prisoners of war were common, so it is not surprising.
With a stunning picturesque smile, and behind his back a dazzling sumr was draped like waves. Its late afternoon autumn of the beginning of the year, with shadows hanging down in the shape of leaves.
That ans
I suddenly beca angry at the fact that the season outside and he, who was hiding his dark thoughts more than anyone else, were so beautiful.
You can keep there again does it an?
If you desire?
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As I made no reply with a red face, Alan smiled slowly once more. Like a predator with its prey in front very lazily.
I dont plan to do that because the purpose has been achieved.
Not long after he rang the bell on the table, a trolley containing tea and refreshnts entered the office.
Of course I was at a loss for words. Does he think this conversation is sothing to talk about while drinking tea? How I am facing him right now Do you really think Im going to let this slide?
Drink.
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Instead of answering, I took a deep breath, waiting for the maids to leave the office, and when he and I were left alone again, I squeezed the hem of my clothes tightly. It was an alternative to biting my lip.
Why did you kidnap ?
I was confused, but I had sothing to say.
of course, listening to your answer doesnt an Ill forgive you.
I dont an to insult your family, but have you been taught to speak that way to the person who saved your life?
Save?
Youre a very demanding woman.
Cold eyes and strangely twisted lips, as if they didnt contain any emotion. At that sight I felt my blood cool down slowly.
You said you wouldnt chase anymore! And then youll be on board, and you were with those filthy n too!
Thats too much of a misunderstanding.
What?
Alans head tilted gently. It was as if my dull heart was being cut out by that bored gaze.
I have no hobby of drugging won. Theres no his highness anywhere and I was simply on my way to the principality, Miss lissa Collins.
But there must have been other ships, why
If its not that ship, what ship do you want to take?
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The only option for him is the ship that so people will never ride in their lifeti. He gives a sense of deprivation without fail. The inside of my throat stung like a thorn.
Well, how do you explain my presence here and what Im here for? How am I supposed to understand this situation?
Are you trying to live up to my expectations? Or
Alan, who muttered in a low-pitched voice, continued, stroking the snow-white cravat.
I brought you here, didnt I? My dear
What are you talking about?
I thought I offered you a helping hand, darling. When you were in danger.
After he had finished speaking, Alan lifted his cup and drank tea silently. I am angry at the absurd nonsense, but I am fascinated by his unruly appearance.I hated myself for being angered by that absurd nonsense, yet appreciating his innocence as if possessed, as I was overco with the urge to kiss the small, shaky neck of the neck.
Say it so I can understand why you kidnapped here.
Ha,
He burst into laughter as the teacup and saucer collided softly. Then he looked at again. It was a sharp gaze that pierced my body and even penetrated my heart.
I like your novel, dear because it changed my daily life.
This
I was at a loss for words.
Yes, he was my one and only muse. All of my writing contains Alan in one form or another. So, at first glance, it may sound like there is no more ecstatic praise than this, but, Ive never shown Alan my novel.
He used a secret thod that was never allowed, at his will.
Did he take out a notebook from the carriage that took ho on the day of the heavy snow? Maybe he has already read the novel I sent to the academy because in Florin, its faster to count the things he cant do than the things he can do.
The point is that if you thought I would be happy with this kind of praise, it would be all your misunderstanding. Just because youre my source of inspiration doesnt an that all my writings are written in the hope that youll see.
I opened my eyes again.
Are you trying to say that I am the cause of this? I never ant to do that, as long as you!
Yes, lissa. Darling, you are not the cause. Its all up to .
ThatIs that what you are going to say now?
His brazen and arrogant manner made my hands tremble.
Alan Leopold, whom Ive been watching for years, has always been at the center of the topic, but never got close to people. I just assud it was due to his unsocial nature. I shuddered at the fact that there was a little commonality between Alan, who was infinitely dazzling wherever he was, and , who floated around like dust.
Why didnt I know? All those sides of Alan Leopold.
Why are you so angry? Dear Ive never done you any harm.
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Ive only given you what you wanted.
The fact that it was due to his arrogance.
The things I want..?
Alan moved his lips as if he had been waiting.
Ive taken you out of the house and the society youve been so eager to leave. Theres no need to suffer from unwanted marriage anymore.
I
And the Principality of Lunoa, which you have longed for. Oh, forget about the academy the royal family offered you. I will create a much better environnt for you.
Its trash.!
An environnt where you can write your novel. This, too, is what you wanted, dear.
He alternated between provoking opposition and acceptance and confused . He provoked opposition and acceptance alternately, confusing . But in the next words, I lost all my fighting spirit.
And lastly darling, what you want your Alan Leopold,
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Do you still have sothing to say?
Alans manner, which seed to be easily shaken off, encouraged to pour tea on him.
I I dont want you.
Alan eyebrows slowly moved up and down as he stared at , who murmured while clenching my teeth. His beautiful eyebrows that I loved.
Perhaps I should pour tea on myself.
Really? Your love letter was too desperate.
The mont he scoffed in a low voice, I experienced the sensation of blood rushing all over my face. I felt dizzy as if my head were going to explode.
That love letter..! Its just so poetry, Its true that its about you, but I
If only I could have only one season in my life.
Ha ha,
I held my breath and shut my mouth.
I will live a winter that resembles you. It was an impressive pitch.
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If dawn makes your eyes water, and if only I could beco the wind and stroke your hair and cheeks, I could throw away my soul. You even wrote that you wanted to be my shadow.
He rembered all the contents of the poem, which were not fully etched in my mind. How can I describe this feeling? A sense of humiliation?
But thats a poem I wrote. Can I really say that he is insulting ?
.
I felt my back get wet and bit my soft lip painfully. An unbearably difficult mont was passing by.
Its the first ti Ive seen such an explicit love poem.
I
I dont know how far you imagined . I dont know.
He laughed slyly. I felt completely bullied. At the sa ti, it is a terrifying thing to think of in a dream of passionately pressing my lips down all over Alan Leopolds face and body.
Twisting over my endless thirst for him, I I rushed to drink every drop from him* I am truly vuglar and he was so modest... I cant even picture how indecent I must have looked. Indecently spreading my legs.
(*shes referring to her sex dreams)
Your face is red,
His hand covered his mouth, as if he couldnt stand it because it was funny. But the eyes that looked at were not smiling at all. Rather, he was hiding a chill.
A dreadful thought suddenly ca to mind. Could it be that he was displeased with my one-sided love? The love poem that I poured out without hiding my love for him was so terrible that it was clearly engraved in his mory?
Indeed, I had received a letter from a stalker with these words.
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