Blake spent his childhood all alone without anyone to rely on.
I kicked out the maid, Jane, and also blocked Richard’s ruse. But I couldn’t take Blake to the festival. If the people found out who he was, the tragedy would repeat once again.
“I don’t like festivals either. I like it best when I’m with my wife.” Blake smiled brightly.
Fortunately he didn’t look sad because he couldn’t attend the festival.
“ too.”
I clasped Blake’s hand.
“Once your curse is lifted and you’re tall enough to not get lost, let’s go to the festival together.”
“Yes, we’ll definitely go to the festival together.”
I nodded with a big smile.
“I promise.”
Blake stuck out his pinky finger.
I hooked my pinky finger around his without hesitation.
“Yes, I promise.”
But I shouldn’t have promised him that day. In the end, I failed to keep my promise.
I didn’t get to see the festival with Blake.
But at this ti, I was still full of happiness, unaware of the events that would unravel in the future.
***
Blake and I spent the days together, reading books, studying, and cooking.
It was so fun that I forgot about the festival.
“Blake, make sure you knead the dough properly.”
“Yes.”
Blake did as I said.
Blake’s red lips were pressed together as he concentrated with all his mind. How cute.
As I was looking at Blake working hard to knead the dough, lissa ca inside.
“Your Highness, you have a visitor.”
“Right now?”
“Yes.”
Who was it?
There were many people who’d co to visit for business, but they’d usually co to the Sephia Palace.
People rarely ca to the Amoria palace.
“Who is it?”
lissa replied cautiously.
“Sir Richard.”
The mont I heard his na, my expression turned ugly.
What was Richard doing here?
After our eting at his mother’s grave, Richard had once again begun to send gifts and letters.
I turned them all down. I thought he had misunderstood sothing so I wrote him a letter.
Richard was the male lead in the original story and there were many won who admired him.
It wouldn’t be bad if he t soone nice and lived happily.
I thought he ca to his senses after I rejected his gift and wrote him a letter explaining things, but he still ca all the way to Amoria palace.
“I’m busy now. I can’t et him.”
I was going to reject Richard, but I hesitated.
What if he was trying to trap Blake like he did in the original story? So I said, “On second thought, I’ll et him.”
I had to find out what he was up to.
“Do you want to escort you?”
“No. Tell him to wait outside.”
I didn’t want Richard entering a place that belonged to and Blake.
Besides, what if he did sothing when he ca inside? He might set up so magical tool or even a cara.
***
Richard greeted when I walked out of the palace.
“It’s been a long ti since I saw you.”
“Yes.”
As usual, he looked arrogant.
It was better than being depressed, but this kind of a condescending Richard was an eyesore to .
“This palace is rather unique.”
“What do you an?”
“There must not be any guest rooms inside, seeing as how you didn’t even invite in.”
He brought up the fact that I didn’t invite him inside. I beca even more suspicious when he said that.
Why did he want to enter the palace? What had he prepared?
“I don’t rember inviting you in.”
“When will you let go of your anger?”
“Huh? What do you an?”
“At that ti, I couldn’t accept your feelings because it wasn't the right ti. But didn’t I apologize already? I think it’s about ti you forgave .”
“…..”
I was speechless.
Did he really believe that I still liked him?
Even after everything?
“You seem to be mistaken. I’ve never considered you as soone special.”
“Then, I’ll try to beco soone special to you.”
Even when I rejected him, he smiled leisurely.
Richard had been popular among won all his life.
He had never been rejected nor had he failed to seduce anyone.
But his self-confidence and gloating smile were very annoying to .
“You seem to have forgotten who I am. I’m already married.”
“Don’t husbands still keep a mistress or another lover even though they’re married?”
“His Majesty never had any mistresses or lovers.”
“His Majesty is a special case. I’m just saying that it’s just what usually happens in ordinary cases.”
He wasn’t even making any sense.
“So why are you saying this?”
“Why don’t we go to the festival together?”
“Festival?”
In the original story, Richard took Blake to the festival because he had set up a trap for him.
But now, he was trying to take instead?
What was he up to?
“Yes, it’ll be a lot of fun compared to staying in the palace. I want to return your favor from before too.”
“I don’t want to go.”
“Please co with .”
Richard wiped off the arrogant expression from his face and reached out to politely.
In any case, I didn’t think he was aiming for Blake today.
I relaxed my stiff expression.
However, I didn’t put my guard down and spoke slowly.
“If you want to return the favor, repay the Emperor and His Highness with your sincerity.”
“…..”
He was silent.
He couldn’t give up his ambition to beco the Emperor?
“And never co to see again. Also, I won’t forgive you for making such a rude remark, Sir Cassil.”
I said monotonously before going back to the palace.
Then, I saw Blake standing at the door.
“Blake, are you done?”
“Yes, lissa also helped .”
“That’s great! Let’s go inside.”
We returned to the kitchen as I held his shoulders.
“Richard has changed a lot. He’s beco very handso.”
Blake must have seen and Richard talking.
Did he hear our conversation?
“You’re much more handso.”
“Hehe.”
“I’m really telling the truth. You’re the most handso person that I know.”
I said, smiling brightly. Blake also smiled back in response.
“Ancia.”
“Yes?”
“Thank you.”
I held his hands instead of answering.
***
We went to the room, taking the cookies we made together with us.
“Blake, ah—“
“Ah—“
When I held the cookie in front of Blake, he chomped on it with his mouth wide open.
Should I tease this cute rabbit?
Just the sight of him eating ssily was enough to make laugh.
I fed him lots of delicious breakfasts, lunches, dinners, snacks, and late night snacks, so his cheeks had beco plumper.
I touched his hands. I felt like his hands were becoming plump too.
“It reminds of a fairytale I heard when I was young.”
“What happened in it?”
“A long ti ago, a brother and sister got lost in the mountain. They beca very tired and hungry after walking for a long ti. Suddenly, a house made of cookies appeared in front of them.”
“A house made of cookies?”
Blake’s expression suddenly beca serious. He was so cute.
“That’s right. The witch locked the siblings in the house and fed them delicious als everyday. Once, she grabbed the brother’s hand and noticed how plump it was. Then, she said…”
“What did she say?”
“I’m going to eat you.”
I said in a low voice with my hands raised.
Blake opened his eyes wide in surprise and quickly climbed into the bed.
Was it that scary?
“Blake?”
I also went into the bed and called his na.
Then, I pulled the blanket down his face.
“Ancia, are you going to eat ?”
“Huh?”
“Am I that plump?”
“Haha, what are you talking about?”
I fixed the blanket and went under it too. Blake ca into my arms while shivering.
He looked at with moist eyes.
“Is that why you cooked delicious food everyday? So you could eat ?”
Strange.
Why did he look so scared?
“No! Of course that’s not true! Why would I eat my rabbit?”
I shook my head.
So that was why.
“Ancia, you’re not going to eat ?”
“I’m not.”
“Am I really that plump?”
His crimson eyes twinkled like jewels.
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