If my hands hadn't restrained themselves from firmly grabbing my dress one more, I would have almost asked him that. His expression seems unable to be altered. Is it appropriate for him to confess his love for this woman in front of his fiance? I'm not sure if it's right or wrong, but what matters to me is that the person he's referring to must have played some sort of role in the circumstances that led to me having to die in my previous existence. There must be a connection between the words she told him and this lady, whom he says to be gone. If I assume it to be true, then I did pass away as a result of those remarks. This woman assumes that Casimir views her as his entire world based on his behavior. I squint my eyes because I'm unsure of how I'm feeling. Suddenly, I experienced both warmth and coldness. It's strange, yet it's also the case. I can't continue living in a delusion where all I have to do is pretend everything is okay, but I also can't abandon the plans I've alread
Soon after that, I heard a knock on the door, which caused me to gasp when Casimir carried me up to the sofa and forced me to sit properly. I bite my lower lip to pretend that what I did earlier had no impact on him, but I take a long breath and simultaneously expel it to calm myself. Looking through the door, I notice Casimir conversing with an elderly butler who, based on his age, must be the main butler. Although I couldn't hear what they are discussing, I could see the elderly butler's face wasn't in good shape since he would wipe the sweat that is accumulating on his forehead while speaking to Casimir. I squint to see Casimir, but all I can make out is his back, fair skin, and a few movements from his hands. It only made my head, ache for a moment until I finally turned away from them and back to the book I had been reading before. I didn't like the feeling of being perplexed in the first place, so it only made things worse. Before I even had the thought to read from it, it has
It seemed as though I had been holding my breath ever since hearing those words from him that I was unable to breathe. What part does Auster play in all of this? Did he discuss my identity with the crown prince? Did he recognize me before we met, as a result of which he asked me to be his friend? Yet given how long we've known each other; he comes across as sincere enough that it seems implausible. I don't want to draw any conclusions just yet, but there must be something else that the young man in front of me knows that I don't. I avert my eyes to look at him, but all he did was step back and place his free hand on his waist while pushing his own hair out of his head with the other. When he grinds his teeth, I can eventually make out some veins growing on the side of his temple. I have a responsibility to take care of this. This has never been a situation where I should let go since something else must have been involved. I gaze at the young man in front of me as I take my time ca
“Ahh? What took place?" I say, placing my hand on my head. It's still dark when I look around. Did I previously fall asleep? But why do I feel as if I'm missing something as if someone had walked in and my memories became abruptly hazy?Did someone really come to see me? I notice that my hands are trembling and when I notice that the rest of my body is too, I hug my knees and rock back and forth on the bed. Even the blanket dropping to the ground could not have bothered me.My head is all that matters to me right now, and I feel confused.My head would hurt as I attempted to recall what had occurred earlier.“What happened before?” I feel as though something is missing...When I first wake up, I assume it's morning, although it's still dark outside.I’m unable to quit furrowing my brows. It feels strange because I am unable to recall anything, including how I went to sleep. Maybe it was just a nightmare, a horrible incident from the past that I don't think I remember at all.My eyes w
Presently standing before us is a young man dressed entirely in black. He's grinning, but anyone would shiver at that smile. He exudes an aura that I feel like I've seen before, but I'm not sure when or where. Although his appearance seems strange to me, his silhouette in the shadows reminded me of someone I’d seen in these past few days.Since this person isn't simply an ordinary one, we might never be able to tell if he's dangerous or just acting that way. I narrow my eyes as I motion for May to follow. But, I get the impression from this young man that he is in fact disguising his menacing aura by coming closer to us.I maintain my eyes on him and continue, "We'd like to get some outfits for an event, young Sir." I observe the young man nodding while maintaining a constant smile."Two dresses for two females then, I see." He queries.The young man merely chuckles in front of us as I respond, "No, only one, this is my servant behind me,” I totally surround May since I can sense her
The dark room echoed with a deep, low voice, similar to the one the young man in front of me had used earlier. When he finally covers it up with his garments, I can glimpse a sliver of the man's golden blonde hair as I look at him from behind.The young man is currently dressed in black, just like the Celius with whom I’m currently having a conversation.I can only see his eyes. I cannot see his other bare skin or hair. The young man who was now standing next to Celius also has these intensely dark crimson eyes.When hearing two young men who are complete strangers to me speak to one another as though we are good friends is enough to make me realize how threatening I've put myself in, I furrow my brows and narrow my gaze.Even though it's already risky, I'm still unable to walk even a small distance. I'm breathing in something that I shouldn't be breathing while my heart beats rapidly. It poses a much greater risk than dying.It's as if I've entered a different realm where I'm surroun
Huh? What happened just now? As soon as I realize that I'm lying on my bed, I furrow my brows. I take a glance at myself and see that I'm still wearing my earlier nightgown. I should be getting ready, but it seems like I've slept off. It's strange since the last time I can recall, I was standing on the balcony, and then—Ugh! I feel pain in my brain.I'm not sure what happened after that. I can only shake my head as I take off the blanket covering my lower body because of this. I heard some small giggles as I am ready to step toward my closet, which causes me to startle and then widen my eyes as I felt warm hands massage my shoulders.“Who are you?”"Take it easy, Solstice." Suddenly, I recognize the voice. I can only gaze back with narrowed eyes and one lifted brow when I turn to see who it was.“Well, Xander, you're already here.”"Dear young lady, it's better to be early than late." I briefly felt as though my head hurt after hearing those remarks, but I kept it from becoming obviou
I was able to hear him perfectly, so I chose to ignore the piercing looks the women were shooting at my back and instead followed his piercing gazes to an elderly man who was clutching his wine and chuckling. He is looking at his friends while wearing a simple black mask.In contrast to the old man Xander is presently seeing, who has a tall and firm shape, the man next to him has a bulky physique. They look at each other in a strange way and have all-black hairs. They appear to be on the verge of looking in one direction, but they go slowly.Even after traveling through time, some of the individuals who were around the elderly man had peculiar looks that I was unfamiliar with. Yes, I'm unfamiliar with these people. But I can tell there's some risk just by watching them.While the other continues to smile while glancing toward the exit, the first man is constantly holding his pockets. The other friends he has imitate the elderly man holding his wine and giggling at anything uttered.As