(From Detrius's Perspective)
"Let's go back, my wife. If I stay another mont here, I think my mind will adapt to his dumbness," I said.
"Stop being rude," she nudged again. She had been saying that again and again. She only did this when she thought the other person was good. It was true that Luc was a good person despite his dumbness. Perhaps she felt he would mind.
"Teach your husband so manners, Blue. I'm telling you- he is two-faced. See that innocent smile he's giving you, when he turns to that turns into a creepy one," Luc said.
She chuckled knowingly. She had seen it herself after all. To be honest, I did not like to be near anyone other than her. Everyone disgusted . All they wanted was power and the fake warmth they gave- they were like poisons that would slowly kill soone.
It was only her who was real with . I had brought her myself so I could have her all to myself, the only thing I truly could have. All the power, fa, wealth- they were nothing but a nuisance. If a day would co when I would be able to leave all this behind and just have my wife, I would be the happiest person.
She always made feel relaxed and comfortable. Not even so ti ago, I could not think of letting my guard down and trusting soone, yet I wanted to trust her. I had let my guard down in front of her completely and there was not an ounce of doubt I had for her. She was the one who would never betray .
"We'll leave then, Luc," she smiled.
"Please visit again. Don't bring this man with you though. He keeps disturbing. We can chat a lot, you know," Luc said.
'Should I just kill him?'
"Haha, I will try to visit soti," she said.
"I didn't know he was marrying such a great person like you. That guy didn't even invite to the wedding," Luc said.
"Really?" she asked in disbelief looking at .
"He needed to make the necklace for you," I said.
"You forced !" Luc protested.
"What forced? I simply ordered and I'm the king. You have to obey ," I smirked. At tis like this, it felt good to use the power of a king. Anything was right in the case of a king. Even my wife did not have any word to argue with .
"You must be hungry now. Let's go."
"Yeah...," she muttered. "We'll leave then, Luc. I'll co by again."
"Sure, sure. Just rember not to bring..."
"Utter another word, half of your tongue will be gone," I threatened.
It seed like we ca here only to get not too good news. Now I was getting truly worried about the full moon night. She was just a human- there was no way she would be alright. Yet she did not seem to care.
"Are you still thinking about the full moon?" she asked.
"... Yeah. You know it's..."
"We'll be fine. Don't worry," she said and squeezed my arm.
"I hope so," I muttered. "But, my wife, aren't you provoking ?"
"What? No, what provoking?" she asked. "Don't tell ... No, I'm telling you."
"Why not? We can do it anywhere," I smirked.
"No..."
"Give a reason."
"Anyone can co," she said.
"That's not a problem. I told you before too. I can sense it quickly before anyone cos," I said.
"No, that's... I'm hungry! Yes, I'm hungry, really hungry!" she said earnestly.
'You want to escape that much, huh? How adorable!'
"I can't keep my wife hungry of course. Let's go eat first then," I chuckled.
As always she was taking way too little food in her mouth. I always liked this sight. For so reason, I found it cute the way she chewed on her food.
"Your aunt invited to have so tea with her tomorrow," she said suddenly. Thankfully, she did not look at , or she would have found gawking at her.
"Did she send a letter or sothing?" I asked.
"Hmm," she muttered. "It ca this evening. She invited tomorrow afternoon."
"If you ask for my opinion, I don't want you to go. That woman is not a good person. She is all about evil sches. She tries to humiliate anyone she doesn't like," I said.
"She doesn't like ," she said.
"... It's not your fault," I said. I did not deny it as it was the truth. There was no point in hiding it when she was the one who needed to deal with it. If I hid it just thinking about her feelings, that would do more harm to her than good.
"I know."
"She doesn't like . His son couldn't be the king because of . I don't understand. My father is the eldest son. So it's natural for his son to be the next king. And moreover, I'm older than Isaac.
Yet his parents are being unreasonable. They hate because of that. And as you're my wife, they don't like you that much as well."
"Not just that, I'm also a human, but suddenly beca the queen. I heard that your uncle wanted you to marry a princess."
"He told that. But I refused. They knew clearly that I had no intention of marrying anyone other than the person I chose, yet they kept doing so. He even brought a list of the high-ranked won's nas. It was frustrating."
"Won wanted to marry you too," she said. I glanced at her. She was not angry or anything. She was simply chatting with just like we usually did.
"Where did you hear that?" I asked.
"Maids were telling this. I an, I asked how your life was before. Then they told that you received a lot of love letters and proposals for your hand in marriage. And there was even a princess who visited the palace only to make you accept her proposal," she said.
"... That's true," I muttered. "But it's all in the past now. I'm married now after all."
I was afraid if she would get sad or sothing like that though she did not show any sign of that yet. She was good at keeping her real feelings hidden, so I did not want to make sure she knew that there was no way these things would happen again.
"I know," she said calmly.
"Are you... okay?"
"Of course. I don't have any reason not to be," she smiled. "I actually don't bla the ladies. There are two reasons- they either wanted to marry you for power and wealth or because you're handso. None of the reasons are pointless. I understand them.
If we talk about handsoness, you're the most handso man I've ever seen. So it's natural for anyone to fall for you pretty quickly. And so pursuing you is no surprise. Anyone would do that."
'Anyone, huh?'
"What about you?" I asked.
"What about ?"
"Would you pursue too if we had t before?"
"No," she replied without hesitation.
"No?" If I said I was not hurt even a bit, it would be a huge lie. "Don't you like ?"
"It's not that. I liked you after we married. I never t you before. The night we t, yes, I was captivated by your handso features. But handsoness alone is never enough to make soone like the other person, at least it's like this for . And besides, I didn't know you had good intentions that ti," she said.
"And if I t you before, I would surely be chard by your handsoness, but I would rather not look at the tree I can't climb."
"Even if you want to?"
"That's right. I don't want to get hurt," she said.
I smiled. Why did I even get hurt hearing the 'No' only? I should be proud. She knew what she could have. A strong and smart reasonable personality- she was the most interesting person I had ever t.
"Thank you," I said.
"... Why?"
"For telling the truth and not lying for my sake," I said.
"You know I always speak the truth with you," she said.
"Of course. That's why I like you this much," I said.
She looked at with her eyes widened. I knew why she was behaving like that. There were countless tis when I told her that I liked her and there was not a single ti when she did not react like this.
But I did not want to see this reaction. I wanted her not to react at all like this was a natural thing. It would take so ti for her and I understood why. But I was waiting for that day when I told her that I liked her, she would just smile or say- 'I know'.
"So what are you planning?" I asked to ease the tension. And besides, I wanted to know her decision as well. "Will you go tomorrow?"
"You don't want to go," she muttered.
"It's your life. The final decision should be yours. Well, yes, I don't want you to go, but you should do what you want to or what you think is right," I said.
"Then I'll go."
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